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Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

In a world of cultivation, dragons, and other fantastical beings, what happens if a villainous playboy gangster named Wang Jian is reincarnated? Pure chaos! Lin Feng: Wang Jian! How dare you capture my childhood friend and mess around with her?! Su Xian: I-I am with him willingly. Lin Feng: N-No way. You are lying. There is no way you would wear that maid dress otherwise! Wang Jian: It's not just her. Before Lin Feng could understand what he meant, in front of him appeared several women, all dressed in maid outfits. Upon seeing these women, his anger rose dramatically. Many of them were women who used to love him dearly. However, Lin Feng was merely the first protagonist who suffered at Wang Jian's hands. The game had just begun as Wang Jian's wicked desires knew no bounds and he began to target the other protagonists while seducing their women through psychological tricks and forceful methods. ~~ Tags: Male Protagonist, Anti-Hero, Villain, System, Huge Harem, Romance, Action, Adventure, Transmigration, Reincarnation, Imperial Family, Politics, Evil Protagonist, Demons, Unprincipled, Beautiful Female Leads, R18+, Rape, Rape Victims Become Lovers, MILFs, Schemes and Conspiracies, Beasts, Beast Companions, and so on etc. ~~ (A/N: Please check out my Rising Warriors novel on Amazon. You can read it on the internet through Amazon Kindle. That's one of the best novels I have written with an intelligent mc, funny characters, and an amazing storyline. Please support me.) Join my discord through the following link. discord: https://discord.gg/wHXfwGGCV3

Evil_Villain · Eastern
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Crown Prince Wang Hao vs Tristan

The battlefield crackled with anticipation as Tristan, his towering figure wreathed in a dense shroud of malevolent qi, stared down at the audacious human Crown Prince, Wang Hao, and his loyal faction.

 

A smirk curled upon Tristan's lips, his voice dripping with disdain as he unleashed his words like venomous arrows.

 

"Another pitiful human dares to challenge me?" Tristan sneered, his voice reverberating with an air of arrogance.

 

"Know this, you insignificant mortal: among demons, I am revered as the unrivaled champion of the King Realm. Your feeble attempts to oppose me will be naught but futile gestures of defiance."

 

His words hung in the air, an ominous echo that saturated the atmosphere with unsettling energy. Tristan's demonic aura pulsed around him, dark tendrils coiling like serpents, as if hungry for the taste of victory.