Overlimit Skill Holder (Web Novel JP) - Chapter Second Coming Of Goddess And Child Of Hope (1/79) 1.1: Overlimit Skill Holder Vol 6

300 years after becoming a Demon King, the war angel Ansel faced a serious problem during a certain expedition.

——His halo grew out once again.

Ansel picked an auspicious place that was definitely and absolutely unmanned, and while cursing, he simply and skillfully broke off the newly emerged angelic aperture.

This thing was growing out faster and faster!

When will his undercover mission end already?!

The demon realm was divided and ruled by three kings. Demon King Saros was forced to go on an expedition with his sworn enemy, Ansel.

One day, he noticed Ansel sneaking away from everyone.

Saros decisively followed him, and was shocked to find that his sworn enemy, another demon king of the demon realm, took off a horn headband and fake bat wings. As Ansel cursed up and down, Saros watched as he skillfully removed a cute halo from his head.

This irritable, easily angered guy who loves fighting; the type that was cute when he shuts up but could make even demons angered to the point of ascending to heaven the moment he opens his mouth…

..was actually an angel???

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In her previous life, Su Wenyue was driven by vanity. She abandoned her husband and child, ultimately meeting a tragic end when she was falsely accused and killed by the mistress of the house.

Her three-month-old unborn child perished with her. Meanwhile, the humble man she had looked down upon seized the opportunity in the chaotic times. He steadily climbed the ranks to become a high-ranking and powerful prime minister in the great kingdom.

Su Wenyue died in remorse. But upon awakening, she found herself back at the moment when she had just married into the Han family.

Lin Feng was reborn and returned to the day of the “Destiny Continent” public beta!

In order to control his own destiny, Lin Feng resolutely entered the game!

But after he just logged into the game, he was suddenly bound to the 10,000-fold increase system!

“Ding dong~ You triggered the 10,000-fold increase and successfully obtained the SSS-level talent [Unlimited Firepower (Unique)]!!!”

“Ding dong~ You have triggered a ten thousand-fold increase and successfully obtained the forbidden spell [The Scroll of Destruction Codex (Mythical Grade)]!!!”

“Ding dong~ You triggered the 10,000-fold increase and successfully obtained the buff [Permanent Invincibility]!!!”

Hostile player: “Report, this is forcing you to hang up!”

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“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.