MTL - Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet - v2 Chapter 2444 Declare the world

Transmigrated into the world of Bleach, yet with no cheat, no special talents—just the meager edge of foresight. Higashi Shuuichi couldn't help but curse: “What the hell kind of advantage is that?!”So he made a swift, ruthless choice—cling tight to Aizen, survive his chaos first, worry about everything else later!

Char transmigrated!He transmigrated to the game he created!Awesome!I want to tame beasts!I want to manage a castle!I want to drive the castle around the world!But, why are there Elves, Half-Elves, Dwarves, Half-Beasts, Shift Beasts, Shark Lizard Beasts, Greenfoot Dragon Snakes, Multi-headed Lizard Hydras, Flame Skulls, Death Knights here?I didn't design it like this!Also, what in the world are Lord of Dawn Losanda, Forest Goddess Melikai, God of Knowledge Ogma, God of Lies Shirek, God of Tyranny Bane, and the Spider Demon Queen Rose?And there's a god battle, too?!Too dangerous, I guess I won't travel the world just yet.First, let's set a small goal: become a Fantasy Lord first!

A world where all of the greatest in all dimensions have gathered.

Three out of five were the strongest in their world, and one of them was considered the strongest in history.

A crazy world where a wandering goblin would be above level 90.

Asgard, otherwise known as “Heaven above the heavens.”

In a world where all of the monsters of the worlds meet, Vulcan’s new adventure begins.

...[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.