The Bee Dungeon - Chapter 127: Contact Bee-stablished

Rain stopped counting after the first thousand years. What's the point? Time doesn't move forward when you're immortal. It just piles up.He tried everything.Thrown himself into volcanoes. Stood at ground zero of asteroid impacts. Let plagues ravage his body. Let bombs tear him apart.Nothing worked.Then the nightmare came.While the world’s governments panicked, he smiled alone, eager to face the unknown.There, he learned a brutal and simple truth: a strong frog in a small pond is still just a frog.*********Authors Note:Try the free chapter first. I’m super confident you will like it. In fact, you would regret not giving it a chance.

The mountain man, an immortal, roams the peak of Qingyun.

In the furnace of Yin Yang, he refines, The Great Dao Path stirs within his heart.

Luo Chen traverses through the Cultivation World, empowered with a Proficiency Panel. With pill refinement and Qi refinement, he steps towards the Path of Longevity.

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[All my novels contains mature themes this one included!! R18 Ahead. I'm damn good in it SO BEWARE!!!]Roger thought he’d seen enough horror and slaughter. But nothing prepared him for the day his mentor—an elite swordsman was ripped in half by something not even the gods should have created.Terrified, alone, and soaked in cold sweat, Roger fled deeper into a jungle that had swallowed countless heroes before him. But what awaited him wasn’t death. It was something far worse.A succubus.The succubus who drained him to his bones.He thought he would never woke up, but he found himself not dead, but reborn... in a temple carved from white stone, beneath the towering gaze of a statue unlike any god he had ever seen or heard.Then came the voice—deep, commanding, and ancient.“I am the God of Chaos. The ruler of the new world. The supreme—Hades.”With those words, Roger’s world unraveled.He was shown visions of a forgotten truth: the Ragnarok of the Gods was never an end, but a transformation. The six most powerful gods—righteous and evil—had not died, but merged. Their remnants gave birth to a being that defied all divine logic, a god born from contradictions: justice and malice, order and desire, light and destruction.Hades.Now, with a wicked grin stretching across the fabric of fate, the God of Chaos has made Roger an offer no sane man should accept... but no ambitious fool can resist.“So you want me to be your messenger? But what can I gain from it?” Roger asked with an expectant look.“Become my messenger I shall grant you the power to stand above all life—save for me.”But Roger is no noble hero. He’s a rogue, a pervert, a coward who cries when death knocks at the door. Yet he's also cunning, curious—and fatally tempted by power and the chance to live without ever bowing again.Now Roger a selfish bastard with a broken sword, a sharp tongue, and the spine to spit in a god’s eye must choose what kind of man he will become: pawn, parasite… or prophet of chaos.Now it looks like one bastard adventurer might just rewrite the fate of Nirn.

I banished the protagonist.

Shit. If only I had transmigrated a short while before.