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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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Chapter 113: Aura, Calamity Gradually Arises

"Lawrence, the Church is very dissatisfied with you. Why have so many Hell Demons escaped?" The leading Hell Preacher with a crew cut looked at the town mayor, his tone was calm, yet it carried the calm before a storm.

There were fifty Hell Preachers in total, each with a crew cut, and aside from different faces, there were no other differences.

The mayor, Lawrence, remained composed, "Preacher, you should not be approaching me about this matter, but rather, you should seek the Priest from the Church Court. After all, the entrance to Hell is beneath the church."

"Ever since he arrived, so much has happened: first the pumpkin-headed Evil Spirits, then the slender Shadow Ghosts, and now the insect-type Demons, plus today's meteorite from beyond the skies. Before his arrival, even one of the entrances to Hell beneath Akman Town was just a peaceful town."

Town Mayor Lawrence handled the accusation from the preacher effortlessly, and even managed to shift the blame onto Qin Muye.