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Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person. Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up. Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come. No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession. "If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

Tai Bai Water Lord · Sci-fi
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155 Chs

Chapter 42: The Origin of the Red Wind Plain and the Undead

"How is it? Has he confessed?" Qin Muye came to the prison and asked the interrogating Xieyu at the entrance.

Though it's called a prison, it really consists of just a few small individual cells. But ever since the Spider Walk Hero Cloth was captured, he has been absolutely unable to escape. This jail not only inherently possesses the effects of Magic Ban and weakness, but unless someone opens it from the outside, there's no way out.

"He said quite a bit, master. Our situation is not optimistic," Xieyu's tone was grave, and then he began to elaborate on the history and current situation of the area they were in to Qin Muye.

Qin Muye's territory was located in the Red Wind Plain, an area that was once under the control of the Silver Star Alliance, a group formed by mages. It was affected to some extent by the Beastman rebellion, but that wasn't the main point.