Sword Saints Should Go Tank - Chapter 70 - : Evil, don’t be scared!

The Divinity Clan is the strongest of the five governing clans in the empire of Olcour. Its heir, Dheinyrus Theocheirós, has been hailed as the strongest human in the world after being recorded to obliterate a dragon as a toddler and wiping out an entire demon encampment as a child.Little did everyone know, Dhein is actually powerless. Failing to awaken his ability to connect his soul to the divine, he is unable to use the supernatural powers granted to all members of the Divinity Clan.Fearing the consequences of being exposed, Dhein did his best in hiding his real circumstances. He proceeded to trick people using rehearsed lines and fake confidence into thinking that he is the strongest human in the history of mankind.And it worked. For years, he became the most feared individual not just in the empire, but the whole world. His excellent lies coupled with the extremely unlikely events that favored Dhein had cemented his position as the strongest.Until one day, he was required to face the scions of the other four governing clans in battle.

Gu Zuo: Are you sick?

Gongyi Tianheng: You have medicine?

Gu Zuo: You’re sick!

Gongyi Tianheng: If I say I’m sick, can you cure me?

Gu Zuo: If I say I have medicine, would you want it?

Gongyi Tianheng: However much you have is how much I want.

Gu Zuo: However much you want is how much I have.

Gongyi Tianheng: Then bring it all out.

Gu Zuo: …

Simply speaking, a scaredy-cat shou transmigrated and had to think of a way to survive. He had a golden finger called Medicine Refining System, but unfortunately, he didn’t have the ingredients needed to refine medicine and level up.

A great young master to an empire’s preeminent clan had a super high IQ, but his potential for cultivation was low. Unfortunately, pill refiners were too hard to develop, and weren’t restricted to his personal service. But he could acquire plenty of ingredients.

Two people, one was sick and one had medicine. Therefore, the one who was sick kept the one who had medicine, and everyone was happy.

Reborn in the Marvel universe, Hawk learned one brutal truth—safety wasn't something you were given, you had to fight for it. He made himself a promise that day, committing to a path of relentless training and iron discipline that would define the next several years of his life.He didn't want a serum or a suit of armor, he wanted to unlock the power buried deep within.On the day his vow is fulfilled, he awakens a power that sings the song of creation itself, a force that can bend reality to his will.In that same moment, the sky over New York cracks open, and an alien armada pours through...

Emperor Gabela: Imperial legions are unstoppable on land.

Great Orc Chief: All the warriors of the tribe can count as ten.

Jade Realm Elf King: The forest ranger has never missed a shot.

Chairman of the Horn Bay Alliance: The alliance fleet is the undisputed ruler of the sea.

A mysterious organization: The prophesied era will finally come.

Paul Grayman: I am not targeting anyone. Everyone here is rubbish.

Start the journey of guns and cannons crushing the low-magic plane…

(This is an old-fashioned story about climbing a technological tree in another world to farm for hegemony. The author has limited knowledge and may make some mistakes in technical details. Criticism and corrections are welcome)

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