MTL - Heroes of Marvel - v2 Chapter 1237 Accident

Jumping From World to the world: Intergalactic or Urban, World of Cultivation or Continent of Magic, Fighting other protagonists, hooking with beautiful heroines, plundering treasures, and suppressing a myriad of people, Our Protagonist(Villain) can do it all.

After living an ordinary life for years, a man finally got transmigrated to another world. He woke up in the body of a boy named Jun Tianyun.

“A world which got its own protagonists and villains, am I just a side character?” Jun Tianyun mumbled.

Thankfully, he activated Heaven's Fortune System.

“Jun Tianyun! You crippled my power and stole my wife! You villain! You will be punished by heaven!”

A protagonist screamed as he coughed a mouthful of blood.

“I didn't do anything. It was your fate!” Jun Tianyun explained kindly.

“Brother Jun! Because of you, I am still alive and living a normal life with my wife and two children. You are a saint!”

A villain spoke with an emotional voice.

“I didn't do anything. You earned your chance of redemption.” Jun Tianyun sighed.

[ Ding! A female with high Destiny Point is detected! Whether Host wants to steal her destiny or conquer the heroine?]

“This...” Jun Tianyun fell in dillema.

“Sigh, Changing the fate, So burdensome.”

Jun Tianyun sighed as he saw a bunch of heroines fighting for him.

Once an imperial princess, now reborn among the lowest of s*aves of the nobility.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

This was the era that belonged to various powerful bloodline warriors, the fervorous era where magic powers and warrior energies were the deciding factor of dominance! With endless ardour and unstoppable courage, a grassroot nobody could also shine and live like a boss!