Quick Transmigration: Goddess Of My Imagination
Ali Avery was a successful young man adored by everyone. But things were not as they were shown to the life. Shunned and betrayed by his peers... He was hiding among happy facades. Everything changed for him on one fateful night when he awoke in a dangerous new world with a completely different body, and his guardian angel was also there to accompany him. A world where the impossible was possible while the imaginations were the reality of the dreamer. 'Am I a Goddess? I'm just a little different.' 'My imagination can become real magic, but isn't this energy point a bit too much?' Stranded in the new environment, new life, new strength, and new possibilities... How would he/she survive? --- Sequel: My Goddess is Good at Pretending
The Captured Puppet
"Do you think you can win against me with just that? Pathetic, you even fell into the corruption, Elysia!" Xero unleashed a barrage of attacks with his godly spear.
"..." The corrupted Elysia did not respond. She didn't even change her expression a bit.
"You don't want to talk? Fine then, Sun and those tender Goddesses seem to have failed to protect you from corruption and corrosion. Let me beat so sense to you." Xero clicked his tongue. He felt somewhat conflicted because he only had one choice if he failed to bring Elysia back to her senses. He had to kill her and get her to her master for resurrection.
*Swoosh* *Boom!*
Xero's slashes split the ground and collapsed a mountain. The corrupted Elysia was badly injured after an hour's battle with the Heretic God.
For some reason, the corrupted Elysia always failed to inflict some curse on this God. It's not only because of the anti-curse domain, but her opponent also has some resistance to curse.