Inside An Adult Game As A Former Hero - Chapter 87.1: Elf King (1)

Shen Yu was sincerely in love. For that person’s sake, Shen Yu ignored his illness-ridden body and plotted to overthrow the tyrant. It was only after Shen Yu died that he learned the truth. He was a character in a book, and the man he loved only viewed him as a stand-in for the protagonist. To pave the way for that couple’s happiness, Shen Yu lost everything.After he was reborn, the sickly Shen Yu was so done with that.As for that man, whoever wanted him could have him.Shen Yu took his half-brother’s place and became the male concubine of the tyrant. The tyrant didn’t like men anyway, and Shen Yu didn’t have much time left. Since he was going to die, he might as well go to the palace to sit around and wait for death.After entering the harem of the tyrant everyone feared, Shen Yu ate and drank without a care in the world.The tyrant, with long black hair on his shoulders and crimson eyes, didn’t hide his hostility. He grabbed Shen Yu by the neck. “You’re not afraid to die?”Shen “Just get it over with” Yu felt a little excited. “Are you going to kill me now?”Tyrant: “? ? ? ? ?”Shen Yu entered the palace expecting to die, but he waited and waited and waited. In the end, the officials petitioned to make him the empress, and the tyrant cured his deadly illness.Shen Yu: “…”Shou: jumps frantically up and down on the gong’s bottom line but never diesGong: all he can do with the shou is lower his bottom line again and again

[Warning: Mature Content R18]Liam’s first date with his longtime crush was supposed to be a dream come true—until a speeding truck brutally ended his life.But even after death, he didn’t find peace. His soul was condemned as an error soul, forced to wander the void between life and the afterlife for centuries.Until one day, he met with Lilith, a seductive succubus who offered him an escape—a chance to be transmigrate into a new world.However, her offer came with a heavy price: He must steal the seven wives of the Demon King, each a powerful head of the six other clans of sins.Success would grant him great power beyond imagination, and failure would only lead his soul to eternal doom.Desperate to escape his torment, Liam accepts her proposal.He then transmigrates as Liam Wilshere into the world of Atras, in which humans were engulfed in a holy war against demons.A world where magic, gods, and many other things he previously considered as fantasy existed!Armed with nothing but [The Divine Lust System], a gift given to him by Lilith to aid in his rise to the top.Through intimate encounters with women, he could amass limitless strength, gaining elemental abilities, legendary skills and godlike physiques!Accompany Liam in this new world, as he rises from a hopeless orphan to the world’s strongest demon lord, gathering his harem and building power to take on the Demon King himself!*****Additional Tags: MILFS, No NTR, Netori, Sexy Nuns.

That feeling of ripping through your enemies and the feel of their hot blood washing over your body.

What better way to relax the body after a glorious victory than indulging in the carnal pleasure from conquered women.

All Evary Seth desires is supreme power, carnal pleasure, to screw his wife whenever he can and of course, to conquer his ridiculously powerful mother-in-law.

Seth wants to be the strongest, but who is stronger? A primordial fiend? Or its creator, a God?

What do Gods do when their biggest attack dog turns on them.

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I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.