Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas - Chapter 153: Hyung, did you get hurt?

Coincidentally, indoorsy-guy Zhang Yang went to the cultivation world, being the lowest level of zombie. By using a manual book named: “ Tai Yin Refining Figures”, Zhang Yang find his own way to success and leaves a “If a zombie knows how to use a manual, nobody can stop it “ legend in the world.

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Rein Aster was just a herbalist farmer from a border village.A nobody. A background NPC in a story filled with prophecy and divine warfare.But by chance—or fate—he saves one of the 7 Demon Lords during a catastrophic war event. Instead of killing him, she falls for him.Obsessively. Violently. Eternally.And then… so do the others.Each Demon Lord tries to trap Rein as her personal lover/pet/priest/husband/god, building dungeons, illusion palaces, soul prisons—but Rein keeps escaping. Quietly. Cleverly. Never fully rejecting them—but never submitting, either.Why?Because Rein realizes something:The gods are worse than demons.The heroes are tyrants in shining armor.The world is collapsing—and he’s the only one they all listen to.So he hatches a plan:Use the Demon Lords’ love to take over the world.Pit them against the heroes. Unleash them on the gods. Make them fight for him. Make them kill for him. Then tame them all.Not as a king.Not as a savior.But as the lover they would burn the world for.__________The yanderes here are darker than what you might be used to.You have been warnedThe entire novel has a dark feel. Atleast read the first two minor arcs

Lin Fan had inadvertently saved a breathtaking beauty, only to wake up and learnd that she was the fiancée his master had arranged for him, and now she was filled with regret...

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]