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The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

"Technology changes life, making the world a better place." Firmly believing this statement, Li Er died from nuclear radiation and began his journey across different worlds-- "It's not me who is wrong, it's the world. Let's start by taking down Arasaka." "Impressive Cyber Prosthetics, good thing my Cybertron Prosthetics are not bad either."

Ye Qingzhou, a swordsmanship prodigy from the Earth, is blown by a cruise missile to the Blue Star, a world flourishing in martial arts, embarking on a journey to seek the ultimate realm of the sword. "Where is this?" "Of course, this is the school's medical room." "Medical room? I think I just got hit by a cruise missile..."

Glenn (Bloed) was abandoned by his family in the Exiled Lands, one of the most dangerous places of the world; where his inability to use magic meant that only death awaited him. However, an encounter with the remains of a completely different civilization was going to change his life forever. When science and magic met, the fate of the world started to unfold. ... Follow my other story in webnovel: Fourth Prince's Debauchery. Support me on P4TRE0N: patre-on.com/aidnovels

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Vor einem Jahrhundert stürzten kolossale Steinschwerter vom Himmel und bohrten sich tief in das Herz von achtundzwanzig Städten. So begannen die Schwertprüfungen. Welten gegen Welten, Spezies gegen Spezies, ausgetragen in einem separaten, einzigartigen Schlachtfeld-Reich, das dem größten schwertthematischen, Fraktion-gegen-Fraktion-MMORPG ähnelte, das je existierte. Level, Legendäre Ausrüstung, Versteckte Quests, Gilden, Territorien, Spawns, NPCs, Schwertfertigkeiten, Beute, die durch eine spezielle Währung Welten überwinden konnte … Nur diejenigen, die ihre Schwertmale erwecken können, wurden Klingengeborene genannt, Krieger ihrer Rasse. Bewaffnet mit Seelengebundenen Schwertern verschiedener Stufen, die über ihren Rang in der modernen Hierarchie entschieden, kämpften sie für das Fortbestehen ihrer Welten. Die Schlacht zu beenden, erwies sich jedoch als weitaus schwieriger als erwartet. Eine scheinbar unüberwindbare hundertjährige Pattsituation war die Folge. Das apokalyptische Ende verblasste schließlich aus den Köpfen aller, und ein Klingengeborener zu sein, wurde plötzlich zu einem Beruf. Manche behandelten die Schwertprüfungen sogar als reines Spiel. Schulen begannen, Schwertkunstkurse als Hauptfach anzubieten, und diejenigen, die an derselben High School ihre Mitschüler übertrafen, wurden Schwertprinz und Prinzessinnen genannt. Eine solche Berühmtheit war Daru Finnley, ein junger Mann, der eine ungewöhnliche Liebe zum Schwert hegte. Nach einer katastrophalen Erweckungszeremonie als der Gefallene Schwertprinz bezeichnet, verwandelte sich das Etikett des Genies über Nacht in das eines Versagers. Aber sein „Müll“-Schwert barg ein Geheimnis. Und ebenso seine Seele … Drei Welten WERDEN fallen.

A century ago, colossal stone swords descended from the skies, stabbing deep at the heart of twenty-eight cities. Like so began the Sword Trials. Worlds against Worlds, Race against Race in a separate, unique, battleground realm that resembled the greatest sword-themed, faction versus faction MMORPG that ever existed. Levels, Legendary Equipment, Hidden Quests, Guilds, Territories, Spawns, NPCs, Sword Skills, Loot that could transcend worlds through a special currency… Only those who can awaken their sword marks would be called Bladeborns, warriors of their race. Armed with Soulbound Swords of varying tiers that decided their ranking in the modern hierarchy, they would fight for the continued existence of their worlds. Ending the battle, however, proved far more difficult than expected. A seemingly unbreakable hundred-year stalemate was reached. The apocalyptic ending eventually faded from everyone’s minds, and being a Bladeborn suddenly turned into a profession. Some even treated the Sword Trials as a mere game. Schools began adding swordsmanship classes as a major subject, and those who excelled beyond their peers at the same high school would be called Sword Prince and Princesses. One such celebrity was Daru Finnley, a young man who had an unusual love for the sword. Labeled the Fallen Sword Prince after a disastrous awakening ceremony, the title of genius changed into garbage overnight. But his “trash” sword held a secret. And so did his soul… Three worlds WILL fall.

Il y a un siècle, d'immenses épées de pierre sont descendues des cieux, transperçant le cœur de vingt-huit villes. Ainsi commencèrent les Épreuves de l'Épée. Mondes contre mondes, espèces contre espèces, dans un royaume de champ de bataille unique et séparé qui ressemblait au plus grand MMORPG à thème d'épée, faction contre faction, qui ait jamais existé. Niveaux, Équipement Légendaire, Quêtes Cachées, Guildes, Territoires, Points d'Apparition, PNJ, Compétences d'Épée, Butin qui pourrait transcender les mondes grâce à une monnaie spéciale... Seuls ceux qui peuvent éveiller leurs marques d'épée seraient appelés Portelames, guerriers de leur race. Armés d'Épées Liées à l'Âme de différents niveaux qui décidaient de leur classement dans la hiérarchie moderne, ils se battraient pour la survie de leurs mondes. Mettre fin à la bataille s'est avéré bien plus difficile que prévu. Une impasse de cent ans apparemment inviolable a été atteinte. La fin apocalyptique a finalement disparu de l'esprit de tous, et être un Né-de-Lame est soudainement devenu une profession. Certains ont même traité les Épreuves de l'Épée comme un simple jeu. Les écoles ont commencé à ajouter des cours d'escrime comme matière principale, et ceux qui excellaient au-delà de leurs pairs dans le même lycée seraient appelés Prince et Princesses de l'Épée. L'une de ces célébrités était Daru Finnley, un jeune homme qui avait un amour inhabituel pour l'épée. Surnommé le Prince Déchu de l'Épée après une cérémonie d'éveil désastreuse, l'étiquette de génie s'est transformée en déchet du jour au lendemain. Mais son épée "poubelle" cachait un secret. Et son âme aussi... Trois mondes VONT tomber. #Construction de Guilde (Dans les chapitres ultérieurs)

Há um século, colossais espadas de pedra desceram dos céus, perfurando profundamente o coração de vinte e oito cidades. Assim começaram as Provações da Espada. Mundos contra mundos, espécies contra espécies, estabelecidos em um reino de batalha separado e único que se assemelhava ao maior MMORPG temático de espadas, com facções contra facções, que já existiu. Níveis, Equipamentos Lendários, Missões Ocultas, Guildas, Territórios, Spawns, NPCs, Habilidades de Espada, Saques que podiam transcender mundos através de uma moeda especial... Apenas aqueles que conseguissem despertar suas marcas de espada seriam chamados de Nascidos da Lâmina, guerreiros de sua raça. Armados com Espadas Ligadas à Alma de vários níveis que decidiam sua classificação na hierarquia moderna, eles lutariam pela existência contínua de seus mundos. Entretanto, acabar com a batalha provou ser muito mais difícil do que o esperado. Um impasse aparentemente inquebrantável de cem anos foi alcançado. O fim apocalíptico eventualmente desapareceu das mentes de todos, e ser um Nascido da Lâmina de repente se transformou em uma profissão. Alguns até tratavam as Provações da Espada como um simples jogo. As escolas começaram a adicionar aulas de esgrima como matéria principal, e aqueles que se destacavam além de seus colegas na mesma escola seriam chamados de Príncipes e Princesas da Espada. Um desses celebridades era Daru Finnley, um jovem que tinha um amor incomum pela espada. Nomeado o Príncipe da Espada Caído após uma cerimônia de despertar desastrosa, o rótulo de gênio mudou para lixo da noite para o dia. Mas sua espada "lixo" guardava um segredo. E sua alma também... Três mundos VÃO cair. #ConstruçãoDeGuilda (Nos capítulos posteriores)

Hace un siglo, colosales espadas de piedra descendieron de los cielos, clavándose en el corazón de veintiocho ciudades. Así comenzaron las Pruebas de Espada. Mundos contra mundos, especies contra especies, en un reino de batalla único y separado que se asemejaba al mejor MMO de facción contra facción con temática de espadas que jamás haya existido. Niveles, Equipamiento Legendario, Misiones Ocultas, Gremios, Territorios, Zonas de Aparición, PNJ, Habilidades de Espada, Botín que podía trascender mundos a través de una moneda especial… Solo aquellos que pueden despertar sus marcas de espada serían llamados Nacidos de la Hoja, guerreros de su raza. Armados con Espadas Vinculadas al Alma de diversos niveles que decidían su rango en la jerarquía moderna, lucharían por la existencia continua de sus mundos. Sin embargo, terminar la batalla resultó ser mucho más difícil de lo esperado. Se llegó a un punto muerto de cien años aparentemente irrompible. El final apocalíptico acabó por desvanecerse de la mente de todos, y ser un Nacido de la Hoja se convirtió de repente en una profesión. Algunos incluso trataban las Pruebas de Espada como un mero juego. Las escuelas comenzaron a añadir clases de esgrima como asignatura principal, y aquellos que sobresalían por encima de sus compañeros en el mismo instituto serían llamados Príncipes y Princesas de la Espada. Una de esas celebridades era Daru Finnley, un joven que sentía un amor inusual por la espada. Nombrado el Príncipe de la Espada Caída tras una desastrosa ceremonia de despertar, la etiqueta de genio se convirtió en basura de la noche a la mañana. Pero su espada "basura" guardaba un secreto. Y también su alma… Tres mundos CAERÁN.