Marvel: Death Dealer - Chapter 113: Hire me!

Earth fell long before Auron Drex was born. By the time he turned nineteen, the skies were brown, the air filtered through broken machines, and humanity had retreated underground, outnumbered, outgunned, and slowly fading.Auron was one of the last unmodified humans, no implants, no neural lace, no connection to the system. Just blood, flesh, memory, and a little bit of fight left in him.Then he died.Killed in an invasion with the machines, Auron thought that was the end. But something else was waiting for him.The Goddess of Death.She offered him a contract. A second chance at life, a new world far from Earth, and one simple promise: when the time came, he would help her. No explanation. Just a bond, sealed in death and carried into life.Now, Auron wakes in a world nothing like his own. A cultivation realm, where beasts roam free, ancient sects dominate the mountains, and humans wield godlike power through spiritual force and brutal discipline. It’s a world where strength decides everything, and weakness is an invitation to die again.But he’s not alone.The Goddess of Death, bound to his soul, follows him, watching, guiding.He doesn’t know her true reason for bringing him here.He doesn’t understand what help she’ll need or when. But he remembers Earth. He remembers the silence. And if there’s a chance this journey will give him the strength to return, to fight back against what destroyed his home, he’ll take it.He was forged in a dying world. Reborn in one that lives by the sword. And somewhere between them, Auron Drex will carve out who he’s meant to become.

This is a world where humans, demons and mysterious beasts coexist.

Humans cultivate mysterious qi. Demons cultivate corporeal bodies. Mysterious beasts cultivate soul perception.

A legend says that in the middle of an endless rainforest, there are extremely powerful existences; they are called demon kings.

Some demon kings have a tyrannical corporeal body, some are experts in illusions.
Some demon kings are proficient in magic, some can even move mountains.
Some demon kings are able to sense things thousands of miles away.

These demon kings rarely appear in the human world. Even if they emerge in the human world, they would reincarnate in human form; assimilating with mankind while seeking to breakthrough realms…

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The protagonist is reborn at the end of the Roman Republic, becoming a gladiator under Spartacus. How will he escape the tragic fate of being crucified and survive in the Mediterranean under Roman rule? Stay tuned!--------------Rome must perish! As long as it exists, we find it difficult to escape the fate of death! —Maximus

In the beginning, he said, “A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!”After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, “So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!”When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, “Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!”Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, “Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?”...Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for?If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him.—————————————The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong.A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou GuYour wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl.Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.