Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World - Chapter 499 Deadliest Form Part 2

In a multiverse where countless universes and galaxies coexist, one man named Aadi has reached the pinnacle of power, surpassing all before him. But after achieving his goal, he finds himself at a loss on what to do next. To pass his eternal life with purpose, Aadi opens an extraordinary bookstore in a random world, accompanied by his witty friend, Asty, a white cat.

With his vast knowledge and experience, Aadi takes on disciples, each with their own unique hardships and goals.

Amidst action, adventure, and hilarious moments, Aadi will maintain his ordinary facade while secretly guiding his disciples to achieve greatness. Along the way, he will entertain himself and Asty by playing pranks on unsuspecting customers.

With a focus on the powerful Azure Divine World and the growth of Aadi's disciples, this story promises a thrilling journey through various realms, where different types of disciples, from cultivators to mages and magi, will rise to face their destinies. Join Aadi and his extraordinary bookstore as they navigate the mysteries of the multiverse and uncover the secrets of profound cultivation.

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The world that nurtured the civilization which reached the pinnacle of magic was on the verge of destruction.
The last survivor transmigrated to the past, when the magic civilization started growing, as countless mages were still fumbling their ways through the thorny paths of magic knowledge.
He, who came from the end of the magic era, aim to reach the pinnacle of magic.

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Before her rebirth, she was abandoned by her parents, then murdered by her seemingly pure but vile younger sister. After her rebirth, she kicked all her scum boyfriends to the curb and began a campaign of abuse against the superficially perfect. Rumors were rife on the internet that Qin Sheng was a kept woman? A bunch of computer nerds, "Let's hack the keyboard warriors' computers." The first director, "Boss, have you written the script yet?" The medical expert, "Sheng Sheng, our research institute will give you 100 million. When will you be able to join our team?" A famous painter, "Sister Sheng, take me along when you hold your art exhibition." The CEO of a billion-dollar company, "Boss, when are you going to publicly disclose your identity?" Finally, a big boss pulled Qin Sheng into his arms. "Sheng Sheng, I've transferred all the assets under my name to you." Netizens, "?? This world has suddenly become crazy?" She was a business genius, a computer genius, a legendary screenwriter, a legendary painter, and a legendary medical expert. It remained to be seen how she would create flourishing prosperity. (The male protagonist has a propensity for recognizing bitches, but is infinitely sweet and doting to the female protagonist!)

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”