the era of calamities - Chapter 56: Guilty ?

The Pantheon of Gods dethroned the Titan Race, ushering a new age called the Era of Gods.In this Era, the Gods decided to create a new race in their own image and have this race serve them. This race was called the Mortal Race. However, in a twist of fate, these beings known as Mortals not only inherited the Gods' image, but also their ambition.Thus, the Mortals who was once deemed as an inferior race by the Gods created a method of cultivating the world's natural energy to become Immortals and stand next to the Gods.The Jade Emperor, the strongest of the Immortals, besiege the Pantheon of Gods and carved out a place at the summit for Mortals, allowing them to become one of the Divine Races, along with the God Race, the Celestial Race, and the Titan Race.However, in retaliation, the Gods divided the world into the Heavenly Realm, and the countless Mortal Realms before casting all the Mortals down to the Mortal Realms. They then blocked their ascension to the Heavenly Realm and their path of cultivating to Immortality, by cursing their entire race to face a series of Heavenly Tribulations.That event was a very, very long time ago. So long ago that the story was all but lost in the history of the Mortal Realms.***'…I'm not as strong as you think Sol. I'm too weak to save the village, that's why I need you to leave. Goodbye son…'After his father was murdered and his peaceful village massacred, Sol woke up to find a mysterious old man standing over him claiming to be his new Master.“You want revenge, don’t you? I’ll train you so you have the strength to take it, but you have to become my one and only disciple first!”***This coming-of-age story follows Solovin Iziah Solaris, a village boy with a mysterious past who is stuck between two Realms. Watch as he grows from a clever, but naive youth, into someone who has to shoulder the world.

There are Humans. There are Elves. There are Dwarves. There are Orcs. And then there are Demons, and the Demon King.In a world where warriors wield elemental fury, assassins bend shadows, and mages rewrite the laws of reality with a thought… one boy awakens the weakest and funniest ability of all.[Muscle Genesis]… the power to grow and control muscle.The f*ck? No sword aura, no magic affinity, no flashy technique, just raw, brutal power.Born in the wild slums of Arcanum Nexus, orphaned, starving, and forgotten by the system, Kairo Vale has one goal: survive long enough to rise above it all.When his chance finally comes in the form of the prestigious Nexus Academy Entrance Tournament, the world expects him to fail, just another Unranked slum bastard with a useless ability.But the thing about muscles is that… they grow.And so does his pain tolerance, and his strength, and his will to endure.Thrown into trials designed to break him, teamed with nobles who want him gone, and hunted by powers that fear what he might become, Kairo fights back the only way he knows how: one rep, one punch, one brutal threshold at a time.Because in this world, power is everything.And he’s going to build his from the ground up.If they won’t give him a place in their world, he’ll carve one with his fists.

Shen Tang woke up on the way to distribution, and found that the world was very unscientific.

The divine stone descended from the sky, and a hundred kingdoms competed for each other.

Wen condenses the heart, and the export comes true.

Gathering martial arts and courage, splitting mountains and breaking seas.

What she thought was a pretty boy, saying “Hold the gun and jump the horse”, the next second the armor is attached to the body, the spear is in hand, and one person forms an army, and thousands of troops can kill seven in and seven out!

The tuberculosis ghost in her eyes, she said “the stars are scattered all over the world”, the sky is like a round cover, the land is like a chess game, and the formation of troops is easy to come by!

This TM can’t be considered unscientific!

It is clear that the coffin of science has been nailed to death by theology!

And she—

“My lord, there is a severe drought in Beijun, why don’t you cry?”

Shen Tang: “…”

“My lord, Nanzhou flood, why don’t you smile more?”

Shen Tang: “…”

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Looking at the ten bowls of rice that she killed, the pockets that were cleaner than her face, and a group of villagers who were starving for food, harboring malicious intentions and causing trouble all day long, Shen Tang, the village chief who was suspected of being the reincarnation of the rice bucket and a true soul painter, had to give up his beloved He was forced to embark on the road of applying for a job as a prince.

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Outside the planet, there is a dead and boundless darkness.

Unknown planets are connected, woven into shelters of life, and countless cosmic races explore, develop, multiply, and fight against the empty darkness.

The little nameless clan can gain power for hundreds of years, and the powerful clan of billions of years can disappear in an instant.

Cultivation and inheritance, Tianjiao contends for glory, and heroes rise.

The human race started strong and went to the end.

No. 5 Broken Star, 732 Island Town, Wang Yu started his cultivation.

A few years later, the human race has bloomed in every corner of the world.

Countless human race arrogance looked up at the only human race god emperor.

“God Emperor Wang Yu, how can I cultivate to follow in your footsteps?”

The god emperor looked back and was slightly surprised. “Cultivation is not just repetition over and over again. It will become natural after you have fully practiced. All of you are more talented and savvy than me. I believe I don’t need to say more about it.”

The arrogance of the human race looked at the figure of the god emperor floating away, and remained silent.

“Proficient, what is that…”

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