Surviving The Fourth Calamity - Chapter 40 The Day Before the War and William’s Declaration of War

Ren’s life ends in tragedy when a selfless sacrifice leads to his untimely death. Awakening in the afterlife, he’s offered three choices: two promising unimaginable power and one granting the simple, normal life he’s always craved.Without hesitation, he steps through the black gate to start his normal life.But there is a catch. He’s been tricked.Reborn into a world of magic and danger, Ren awakens with rare beast-taming abilities that draw the empire’s ruthless attention. With a growing harem of powerful Beast Queens by his side, he must fight to survive, battle a spreading corruption, and protect the lands from destruction.Ren’s journey as a World Traveller will take him across realms, where untold dangers, allies, and unimaginable power await. And beautiful women not to be excluded.Yet this world, is only the beginning.(ALWAYS CHECK AUXILIARY CHAPTERS EVERY TUESDAY, THURSDAY, AND SUNDAY)

[Relaxed, humorous, semi-daily]

Ye Tianyi traversed the body of a scumbag, and at the same time opened an infinite system. The infinite system randomly opened a different new system every time and received a heavenly reward.

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Oshen System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Slacker System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for turning on the [Prediction System].”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for opening the [Goddess Search System].”

“Ding……”

“…”

A life of an evildoer, a legendary story, does not shock the world with force, but seeks to stir the world.

Ye Tianyi: “I used to be a good person until…”

(A book that can read all the systems…a book that allows you to learn how to speak…)

- Description from MTL

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts is respected. The weak are like ants living in the ruins of dark alleys, while the strong are like dragons roaring and gathering at the top of the clouds. The laws of this place use blood as ink and bones as inkstones. A three-foot-long sword can split the sun and the moon, and a murderous thought can stir up a bloody wind. There was once a drunk madman who trampled eighteen royal cities to pieces. Wherever the sword pointed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were dyed red. There was also a saint who lowered his eyes to calm the nine thunder tribulations, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden lotus suddenly appeared in the abyss.