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Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"What are the odds of gods for not putting me on the top? Screw it! Let's hatch a plot blacker than a kettle calling a pot!" Enter MFX90! Preferred referral, MF! Not that Mother******. First letter: 'Messiah'! Second letter: 'Father'! Why? Because you'll be calling her Daddy!—Despite choosing to stay female for psychological advantage to many heroes and transmigators along the way who find her scrumptious. A poet who'd lull you with flowery words before crushing it. A psychologist where lies and truths are but the same as myth. A strategist who controls the marionette like a pirouette. And a devil who hates hubris to the core. Living in a chaotic world with Usurpers and Angels trying to ram each other like batteries, with an ounce of stupidity faster than the reeling tape of misery. That 'MF' is the exemplar of perfection! Because it will be impossible to defeat a cultivator with just a little tinker on her genes. Who would have thought that being able to harness the harness proved to be horrifyingly destructive? This advocate of determination deem herself as a Skillionaire, collecting every knowledge and capabilities just to categorize them into 'Skill' within her brain. An internal system she created for herself to ease her lunatic tendency of human experimentation. But this 'MF' has a horrible glaring weakness. She has stage fright. ------------ [Sometimes contain mature, triggering, gore, and questionable content. Read at your own direction] [Checking the Tags before reading is advised] ------------ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator. ------------ Craving for more something less obscene but still with the same smart and interesting protagonist? Try my "Re: Tentacles System"!

Yokoyokai · ファンタジー
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263 Chs

Picnic Over Their Suffering

"It seems like the sword controller is skillful enough to avoid this easy challenge." Falsehood created another one and raised it towards the sky. "Then how about two?"

"Tch!" Carla bit her lips, letting a small amount of blood gushed out. "This will be a hard time for me."

"Carla, physical attack didn't work."

"Talk later! I'm concentrating!"

As the unrelenting storm of destructive bullets stopped, Carla noticed the Black Hex having a sadistic smug grin as she raised one more orb towards the sky.

"STOP ADDING MORE!"

It was an innate nature for MF to explore a battle through creative mind and experimenting the unknown whenever she could. As of now, she tried to see if she could integrate some of those partial transformations of xeno-formation to a great use in direct combat.