MTL - The Strongest Arms Dealer - Chapter 944 : The simpler the war, the more brutal it is.

In the end times, Gu Chengyu crosses over to an ancient and fictional Dynasty, becoming the most cherished peasant's son in the family.Since I have become a boy, let's lead the whole family to earn money and become prosperous!Who knew the old mother insists on becoming an imperial decree wife, how to deal with this matter?This text features a powerful golden finger.

I killed the protagonist.Yeah. He was a real son of a bitch.Noah didn’t just stumble into this mess. He walked straight in—grinning, sword in hand.One day, he wakes up inside his favorite game… as a throwaway side character no one remembers. A complete nobody. But when he figures out who the so-called “main character” is?Some smug, self-righteous psycho.So yeah—he killed him. No regrets.Story over, right?Not exactly.Because this world? It’s got one more player.“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?”Now the story’s off the rails, the world’s gone completely off-script, and Noah’s got a new goal:Steal the hero’s spot. Rewrite the plot. Find out who the hell this other player is. And maybe—just maybe—make this damn story fun for once.

Wei Lulin’s journey from a weary programmer on Earth to a scion of a powerful family in a cultivation world was anything but ordinary.Awakening in a new body with shattered meridians, his once-promising talent for cultivation now lies dormant, making him a mere shadow in the grand schemes of the Eternal Continent.In a world where strength dictates truth and power secures survival, Wei Lulin struggles to find his place amidst towering geniuses, ruthless foes, and celestial treasures.As the mysteries of the Eternal Continent unfold, he discovers that fate has a different path for him.

Lin Yu crossed into the world of the Demon Slayer and started the mode of rewarding hard work.

Each physical training can bring the increase of its own attributes, and there is no limit to the superposition.

The flesh is sanctified, and the power is supreme.

Fallen Ji looked in fear at the tall man in front of him, whose body was covered in shadows. The machete-like Japanese sword behind the man was bigger than her entire body, and her neck was being stabbed to death by a strong arm. ‘s grasp.

“Unarmed… catch a ghost?”

Yi Wozu couldn’t remember how many times his wounds had healed in the fierce battle, and the corners of his bloodshot eyes were fierce and excited.

“A mere human can actually reach this level, are you a monster?

bring it on!

I would like to call you the strongest. ”

Ghost Dance? Wu Miserable: Trembling…

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