The Inverted Dragon's Scale - Chapter 141 – Xiaohu is like a tiger!

In 2180, the last survivor of the human race returns to Earth.

In 2025, a 3rd generation Chaebol regains consciousness after being rendered a vegetable in a car accident.

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Chen Xing, the e-sports god who once symbolized an era, accidentally traveled to the world of “Full-time Master” in a certain year after retiring. After leaving the Excellent Era Club, relying on his previous experience and talent, he became a top professional player and embarked on the road to return to the top.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, who will reach the highest peak?

This book is also known as “Kicking Tao Xuan away at the beginning”, “What a coincidence, I’m also a full-time master”, “I became a big boss at the end of the game”, “Xingxin and Jiashi choose one”, “Eleven years full-time, glory is not extinguished”, etc. .

Tags: No Heroine, Possibly Hilarious, The New Version of The Ship You Haven’t Seen

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Beautiful doctor of Chinese medicine, Yu Gangan woke up from a coma one day to a cold, mysterious man. “Excuse me, you are…?”

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.