Night Ranger
Legendary player Marvin transmigrated to the eve of the Great Calamity. This was the end of the fourth era, all gods joined hands to destroy the Universe Magic Pool. The fourth Fate Tablet had begun maturing and all gods, demons, legends, devils, liches, dragons and other legendary creatures were appearing one after the other. In order to protect his loved ones, Marvin has no other choice but to delve into the shadows. This is the story of a young ranger growing into the Ruler of the Night during the Chaos Era. _________________________ TL: After transmigrating into a weak noble body, Marvin discovered that he was familiar with the world, this was the game he played in his previous life and... Damn! He only had six months before the Great Calamity! As a former top player, he would obviously fight to save the world... Yeah, no. Time to plan and prepare for the upcoming events, better to use that knowledge to get ahead rather than fight with gods. Follow Marvin's journey through this new world.
Holy Light City
Editor: Translation Nation
In the depths of the valley, a cold light kept flashing. Those Humans didn't let out any screams or even react at all. They all died at Marvin's hands.
He had to do this.
This was the Crimson Wasteland, one of the cruellest places in the Universe. These guys had already lost their minds, they wouldn't be able to survive here.
Just as Baro said, it would be better to grant them peace.
But after the blade stopped, Baro found that he was still alive.
He looked at Marvin, who was quietly wiping his blade, with a puzzled expression.
"They are people who had no hope of surviving, and thus I killed them," Marvin said in a soft voice, "but you aren't."
"I am not a Human anymore," Baro muttered painfully. "I don't care. I don't think anyone would care about much after losing all their friends and relatives, right?"