Paradise of Demonic Gods
“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Negotiations
Redakteur: Yukidaruma Translations
Tang Song thought of scenes from the past when some small countries had started building nuclear weapons and when an extraordinary human had suddenly gotten their hands on a great zombie virus two to three years ago. These were scenes when an impending great military force had been mobilized to exert pressure... Were they not exactly the same as what was happening now?
Thinking of the extraordinary humans who had recently made frequent appearances in the Douglas family, Tang Song was even more certain of it.
'Could it be that they have something that can stimulate their system or raise their system's prowess?
'I'm going to have a look to see what kind of treasure it is.'
At the thought of this, Tang Song smirked, chanted an incantation, and performed the Art of Concealment he had gotten from his system. He turned into a breeze and headed for the manor.