MTL - After 10 Years of Chopping Wood, I Am Invincible - Chapter 583 , Superb grade

“A black dragon rises from the depths of the South Sea, triggering a cataclysmic tsunami... Flame spirits destroy city after city of steel and concrete, calmly departing from the center of a nuclear explosion... Extraterrestrial deities attempt to dominate the entire starry sea... This is a future world where human technology is highly advanced, and it marks the beginning of a martial arts era that sparks a frenzy of life evolution.Li Yuan, a martial arts student preparing for the college entrance exam, carries the vision of an extraordinary celestial palace where he can observe the starry sea, embarking on a challenging journey in this world.Many years later.“My current flight speed is 122,682 meters per second... My explosive power is... ” Li Yuan zooms through the atmosphere about 180 kilometers above the surface of the Blue Star, his cold eyes fixed on the colossal creature resembling a mythical dragon at the edge of the dim void: “You should be the strongest among all invading demigod life forms.”“Unfortunately, at this moment, I can only be called... a Martial God!”

A tale of urban demons and spirits, the mysterious exorcist and I.

Do you believe that supernatural creatures exist in this world?

I’m an ordinary college student while he’s the handsome and powerful demon exorcist from the mysterious old manor.

Our paths had never crossed before and yet, our fates became intimately entangled after one chance meeting.

The knocking on the coffin in the dead of the night, the little girl weeping inside the box-shaped structure, the good friend of mine who was cursed…

Together, the mysterious exorcist Mr. Wen and I embarked on a path into the world of the grotesque and motley.

Gradually, I realized that I had developed special feelings for him that went beyond friendship…

But, the problem is I’m a man!

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Sivis was transported into the game Gandanyir.In a world where nobles monopolize extraordinary powers while commoners, barely better than pigs and dogs, suffer endless torment, he inherited the title of the Evil God.By continuously slaying enemies, Sivis could earn Soul Points, which allowed him to enhance his monsters.Goblin → Elemental Goblin → High-level Goblin.Skeleton Soldier → Skeleton Mage → Bone Dragon.Stone Golem → Fire Demon → Carved Gargoyle....In order to strengthen his monsters, Sivis started wars, annexed nations, and slaughtered countless nobles and kings.He also casually gathered numerous helpless commoners, bringing them under his domain system, improving agricultural and industrial technologies, ensuring that these people had enough to eat, teaching them to read, and turning them into the creators of his domain's wealth, which he ruthlessly exploited.But... Sivis had two doubts.First, why is it that his subordinates are always bringing him women?First, it was the Saintess from the Church, then a peerless female knight, followed by a princess from the kingdom, a succubus from hell, an angel from the Holy Hall...Second, why, as an Evil God, are countless people calling him the Savior, the Wise King, and the Benevolent Father of all beings???

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.