

"My name is Demise Builder" the man in front of us introduced himself .. 

His voice was so cold, even colder than the way he looked at me earlier. 

"What do you want us to call you?" Mr. Pangilinan asked him. 

"You can call me Demi." he replied then put his two hands back in his pocket. 

"What do you like?" Mr. Pangilinan asked him again. 

I do not take my eyes off him but I can hear the whispers of my classmates. 

As usual, they are attracted to the appearance of this newcomer. 

 Even Ahyeza, I can hear her saying that he is handsome, well I am not denying that he is attractive especially his blue eyes, but I really don't like his aura. I am not comfortable with him especially the way he looked at me. 

There’s something wrong… 

"Is it important?" he asked back 

"Well, that's part of what we called INTRODUCE YOURSELF" Mr. Pangilinan said. 

"Psh. My name is Demise Builder, I am 16 years old. My hobby? nothing." he repeated the introduction as if it was very difficult for him to speak. 

"You speak so sparingly, you may take your seat now."Mr. Pangilinan said, 

He bowed to all of us before going to the vacant seat in the back. 

I followed his gaze until he sat down. When we looked at each other again, I immediately averted my eyes and just prepared to listen to Mr. Pangilinan. 

"You don't need to do that Demi" Mr. Pangilinan said that's why we all looked at Demi. 

"Do what?" 

"That bow thing," 

"I'm used to it." 

"Okay if you say so, Class open your book on page 15, let's start our discussion." 

We obeyed his command, we took our science book and opened it to the page he said. 

Page 15, our topic today is about Light. It's easy but it's hard to do, especially those convex and concave mirrors. 

Somehow the class went smoothly, except when Mr. Pangilinan have a hard time in waking Demi up bacause he is sleeping. 

Come and think of it, it is the first day in here and then he will just sleep in Mr. Pangilinan's class? 

"Mr. Builder, who told you that you can sleep during my class time?" 

Mr. Pangilinan said when Demi woke up. 

"It was your first day in my class and then you will sleep right away? Who do you think you are?" 

He is just obviously controlling his anger. 

Instead of answering politely, Demi just plant a bored look to Mr. Pangilinan. 

"STAND UP!" Mr. Pangilinan shouted. 

Demi sigh before standing up without looking at Mr. Pangilinan 

"Why are you here at this school?" Mr. Pangilinan asked Demi. 

I looked at the fist of Demi, it looks like he's also controlling his temper. 

"ANSWER ME!" 

Mr. Pangilinan shouted as he dropped the book at the table, creating a loud sound. 

Me and my classmates are shocked because in my past years in this school, I didn't saw Mr. Pangilinan shouted and became angry like this. 

To be honest, Mr. pangilinan is not affected before when some of my classmates are not listening or just sleeping in his class. 

He knows that my classmates will not take school seriously, but know, he act like he didn't know a thing. 

he must know that Demi, will also not going to study seriously, that's why he is in this section. 

"You, why are you here?" Demi asked back. 

Can't he just answer politely? He's just making Mr. Pangilinan angrier. 

"I'm here becuase I'm teaching, I'm here to help the students." Mr. Pangilinan answer proudly. 

"Hmmm, I see. You're teaching a student." he answered like he didn't care at all. 

"You, why are you here at school?" Mr. pangilinan asked him again. 

"I thought you're here at this school to teach the students." Demi didn't asked. He stated. 

"Yes" 

"Then why are you asking me?" Demi speak again 

"If you are here to teach students, you should know what they need. And that is to learn, of course I am also a student so I need the same. Learning is the reason why I am here at school." 

that was probably the longest word I heard from Demi, because earlier he seemed to be very frugal in speaking so I was surprised when he spoke that long. 

"So your saying that you are here in school because you want to learn. Then why are you sleeping in time of my class?" seriously? when will they stop? 

"Because I want to" he's back in being bored. 

"You want to, hmmm. I see, maybe you know our lesson now so you prefer to sleep." Mr. Pangilinan stated 

"I'm not going to sleep if not." 

I can feel the tension between them, and I'm starting to think that this will lead to fight. 

"So, Mr. Builder... since you already know our lesson, why don't you come here in front and start discussing." it's Mr. Pangilinan again 

"It's your duty, why don't you do it." this time, it's Demi who stated 

"Well, it is also my duty to see if the student is really learning. Once you have proven that you really know the lesson, it is up to you to decide what we will do next." 

Mr. Pangilinan give way when Demi reach the black board and face us. His both hands are still in his pockets and sigh before he start talking. 

"Light is the only electromagnetic energy that we can see." he said. 

"tha's all? you don't know anything else?" Mr. Pangilinan interfer. 

"I'm not even starting, shut up" 

My classmates reacted at what he said. 

Looks like Demi doesn't even care if Mr. Pangilinan is mad at him. He just sigh before talking again. 

"Do you ever wonder why and how the mirror forms image?" he asked us. 

No one try to answer, even if I know the answer, I didn't answer, I just want to watch him. I'm not in the modd to talk or even speak. 

"Mirrors are not the one who actually form images, it's because of the light. Do you think, why do we see nothing when it's dark?" he asked again. 

"Because there's no light" Janssen asnwered 

"Exactly. Mirrors only forms image because of the light, no light no image. When the incoming light or what we called the angle of incidence and the reflected light or what we called the angle of reflection are equal, an image can be formed. That is what indicated to the law of releflection." he cleared his throat before proceeding again. 

"Now let's talk about the Concave and Convex mirrors, any ideas?" 

"Convex curved outward while concave curves inward." this time it's Liander who answered. 

"Correct, Convex scattered light while Concave gathers light that's the reason why the image in Convex mirrors appears smaller and the image in concave mirrors appears upside down. Our lesson for today is just easy" 

He cut off what he was supposed to say and looked at Mr. Pangilinan before speaking again. 

"I guess I have proven that I really know your lesson, better that you know." he smirked not removing his gaze to Mr. Pangilinan. 

"Class... dismiss." he said and he went out first. 

My classmates also left while me, Ahyeza, Janssen, Amos, Liander, Lancer and Mr. Pangilinan,we were left speechless inside the classroom. 

What did just Demi did?

"Hurt me all you can..
Laugh at me all you can..
Make bad things to me all you can..
Don't let me stand up, cause once I stand up.

I'm GONNA RISE LIKE A SKYSCRAPER"

More importantly, he must not show any bias to the Emperor. Else, the emperor will deem that he too was involved in this power struggle.
Xing Yuanguo thought quickly on his feet before providing his reply.
"Replying to the Emperor, this official believes that the Crown Prince is trying to abide by the royal rules and wishes. Official Han is incredibly experienced in invigilating the Imperial Examinations. He is able to spot talents from a distance and is a great choice for the Chief Examiner of the Imperial Exam. On the other hand, King Duan is experienced in the other fields. His skills are also equally capable. Having him as a supervisor would also allow him and Official Han to learn from each other. However, this may make the Crown Prince feel that you do not trust him enough. As such, I suggest a triumvirate!"
"Triumvirate? Please elaborate!" The Emperor's tone had traces of surprise.
"You can have Official Han be the Chief Examiner, and pick King Duan and another prince to assist him. This way, the Crown Prince will not be antagonized, and King Duan's experience can be grown!"
"Mm, what you say is reasonable. But who do you think I should send as the other person?"
"This will depend on who you favor. I am rather slow, and can't think of anyone at the current moment." Xing Yuanguo knew that saying anymore could potentially be dangerous.
"Haha... you are just like before. Okay then, since it is rare for you to visit me, let's go take a walk in the park." The voice chuckled, relieved of a heavy burden.
"Yes, my lord!"
Xing Yuanguo replied immediately and heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately thought of what he had discussed with Chi Guyan about the Imperial Examination when she visited him. He sighed to himself, "No wonder the emperor pampers her this much. She is the top of the ranking boards and is a true talent indeed! That Fang Zhengzhi? I think he is just a joke!"
　　...
Naturally, Fang Zhengzhi did not know what Xing Hou was thinking. At this point, he was happily wining and dining away with Yan Xiu.
　
However, Yan Xiu still seemed quite hesitant.
"What's going on?" Fang Zhengzhi asked as he looked at Yan Xiu.
"About the... Mirror Projections that you told me about last time. I still don't really get it." Yan Xiu had always tried to figure out cultivation matters himself, and found it difficult to ask for help now.
"Mirror Projections?" Fang Zhengzhi had a revelation. In this world, there was only the "Book of Dao", there was not much research into physics.
His Mirror Projection theory would be easily understood by anyone in the previous world who had an understanding of physics. However, for someone like Yan Xiu, this was a completely foreign concept.
"Let's do an experiment!"
"Experiment? Sure!" Yan Xiu did not know what an experiment truly was, but he understood that Fang Zhengzhi was about to demonstrate something.
　　
But, how was he going to demonstrate Heavenly Reflection?
Just as Yan Xiu was thinking to himself, Fang Zhengzhi called a waitress over and asked for candles and white paper.
　　
The waitress quickly brought them over.
Before long, everything was ready. The only thing missing was a convex lens.
　
But this was no problem for Fang Zhengzhi. He managed to form an ice cube in his hand, which he quickly molded into a rudimentary convex lens.
Then, as Yan Xiu watched on in awe, Fang Zhengzhi used a simple experiment to demonstrate mirror image reversal.
As he worked, he explained the concept to Yan Xiu.
"When you're in the Heavenly Reflection State, your pocket dimension is the reflection of reality. Then, all you have to do is combine what is in your pocket dimension with what is out here. It's very simple, you can try it out."
"That simple?" Yan Xiu felt that something was not quite right after hearing what Fang Zhengzhi had to say. If it is that simple, why are so many people stuck at this level?
But he did not doubt Fang Zhengzhi. It was a fact that Fang Zhengzhi had done it.
Then...
　
He began to try out what Fang Zhengzhi said.
Very quickly, he felt that his pocket dimension seemed to link up with the outside world. This came as a surprise to him. However, it was not as easy as Fang Zhengzhi said to breakthrough into the Heavenly Reflection State. 
Yan Xiu still had some trouble having his pocket dimension reflect everything in the real world. After all, he did not have Fang Zhengzhi's foundation.
Even so, Fang Zhengzhi had given Yan Xiu the key to breaking through.
　
With the key, he believed that even if he could not do it now, he would be able to do it in the future.
　
"Thank you!" Yan Xiu thanked Fang Zhengzhi sincerely.
　
"You're welcome. When we get back, I will show you a few more experiments. I will also further explain the uses of mirror image. Back on... erm, anyways, mirror image can be used in many areas." Fang Zhengzhi took a sip of wine. He nearly let slip tha he was from another world, but he managed to catch himself in time.
Yan Xiu was deep in thought and naturally did not notice Fang Zhengzhi's slip.
　　...
A few days later at noon... The sun was shining brightly on a patch of blooming flowers in Ping Yang's residence, and the aroma of flowers filled the air.
"How is it, have you sent the invite?" Ping Yang wore a purplish red cloak as she swayed on a swing. Next to her was a servant like middle aged man.
"Replying to master, the invite..." The middle aged man hesitated.
"You didn't send it?"
"No no no... I sent it over myself the first thing in the morning." The middle aged man fell to his knees when he saw Ping Yang's expression change.
"That's good. Was he very happy to receive the invitation?" Ping Yang smiled radiantly when she heard it.
　　
"Erm... Young Master Fang did not even look at it before he tore it up."
"What?! He tore it up? I invited him to my birthday party and he tore up my invitation? What did he say?" Ping Yang's smile froze as she jumped from the swing.
　
"Replying to master. He... he said that you were just trying to butter up to the powerful. Then, he said that he did not know many in the city. Those who sent him invites on their own accord probably wanted something from him, or wanted to rob him... idiot!"
"I? Butter up to him?! Why do I need him to like me? He will be the death of me! Fine, since you won't take the easy way out, I will make sure you suffer!" Ping Yang's eyes flashed with fury as she clenched her fists.
　
However, she recovered quickly. After her chest heaved a few times, her eyes flashed with a bright glow.
"Bring me pen and paper!"
"Yes ma'am!"
　　
After a while, the middle aged man brought pen and paper. He also set up a table in the courtyard for Ping Yang.
　　
Before long, she passed the man a letter filled with feelings of love.
The middle aged man could not believe his eyes.
"A love... love letter?!"
Ping Yang was writing a love letter. Furthermore, it was a spicy love letter. Every word and phrase was carefully chosen to arouse.
The final sentence was.
"My greatest hope is for us to meet once at Ping Yang's residence!"
After she was done, Ping Yang placed the letter in an envelope. However, she still doubted its effectiveness, so she penned a name at the bottom.
　
"Chi Guyan!"
　　
After she was done, Ping Yang smiled to herself.
"Go, send him this letter. Make sure he reads this in front of you and sees who has signed off on it! Do you understand?"
"Yes!" The middle aged man nodded.
Only now did he realize what his master was thinking.
　
This is a forged love letter!
But will Chi Guyan smack her for doing this? Okay... that is between them, who am I to question?
　　...
Fang Zhengzhi was rather bored. After Yan Xiu had learnt his mirror image theory, he had locked himself up inside his room, refusing to come out.
As such, Fang Zhengzhi would occasonally go to the gardens to admire the flora, sit down to have tea and read books.
　　
Just at this moment, a man was rushing over in his direction.
Fang Zhengzhi recognized the man as the same person who had sent the invite. What is wrong with the people here?
　　
Two invites for a birthday party?
The middle aged man quickly arrived in front of Fang Zhengzhi. He bowed politely and placed a letter with impeccable handwriting in Fang Zhengzhi's arms.
　
Fang Zhengzhi received it and saw Chi Guyan's name on the envelope.
"Chi Guyan?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the middle aged man.
The middle aged man looked back at him.
"She hopes to meet you in Ping Yang residence!" The middle aged man said carefully. He had no other choice.
"Meet her? She must be dreaming!" Fang Zhengzhi snorted derisively.
Then, he tore the letter to pieces right in front of the middle aged man's eyes.
　
"Tell Chi Guyan that I am very busy!" Fang Zhengzhi continued sipping his tea, ignoring the middle aged man thereafter.
The middle aged man was completely rooted to the ground. This was unbelievable.
That's Chi Guyan's letter!
Even though it's a forgery...
　　
Why didn't Fang Zhengzhi take a second look?
　　...
Very quickly, Ping Yang was the one to be stunned by what happened. Her happiness was quickly extinguished when she heard what happened.
　　
She was not scared, she was completely floored.
"You're saying that he ripped it apart?! Are you sure he saw Chi Guyan's name?" Ping Yang was in disbelief. However, she knew that the man in front of her would never lie to her.
"I am sure, I even made sure I reminded him that she wrote it." The middle aged man answered.
　
"Then he tore it up?"
"Yes, he ripped it up, he didn't even take a second look!"


This is a strange and inexplicable world...Mountains, water, stones, flowers, grass, trees, wood, the Sun, moonlight, stars... 
All creation under the Heavens and Earths are sources of energy. In this world, there are all the classics from his previous world, but there is a new addition: The Law of Dao. 
Fang Zhengzhi was conflicted. I can obtain power from reading books? Should I read Tao Te Ching first? Or should I read The Art of Becoming Invisible? What about the Analects of Confucius or... The Golden Lotus? 
With The Law Of Dao as his foundation, can Fang Zhengzhi master the Dao of All Creation and open the gate of God?

Three days later, sharp at noon. Chen Chen sat backstage of a podium constructed for the occasion. He silently listened to the host providing a careful description of Namibia's future.
The host was Wharton. He spoke with a grandiose tone and provided a lively description of the good things to come. The crowd cheered and hollered along with every word he said, their eyes were full of hope and longing.
Chen Chen, who was waiting backstage, shook his head. He figured even he might have bought the speech if not for knowing that it was them who had been begging him to construct a nuclear power plant.
Chen Chen looked at the time and suddenly retrieved a packet of chewing gum from his pocket. He opened the cap and poured out a black pill.
After that, he nonchalantly tossed the pill into his mouth, barely paying any mind to the vomit-inducing bitterness of the pill.
When he looked at the date on the phone, he suddenly realized that it had been exactly a year since the day he had acquired the USB drive.
Looking back at the past year, Chen Chen felt a swell of emotions. Who would have thought that his life would undergo such a drastic transformation in just one year?
From a mere university student to being one of the wealthiest men in the world. To think that all of these had stemmed from a sack of tiny pills.
Yet, he had barely explored the potential of the USB drive.
If he had not happened to drop his pen below the table last year, perhaps he would still be seated in the classroom of Shangdu University now. Who knew, maybe he would be having the time of his life, living a carefree university life?
Maybe he would have a girlfriend by now…
Ahem!
Chen Chen immediately silenced the thought. How very foolish, what good was a girlfriend for anyway. As long as he had the USB drive, he had power and power led to money. What else could he not get with money?
NZT-48's effect slowly kicked in.
In an instant, Chen Chen's mind directed him away from these strange, rambling thoughts, and continued pondering on the meaning of life.
[Who am I, where am I, what will I do?]
Plato's three philosophical questions could be summarized as one question questioning human life: What was the meaning of life?
After acquiring the USB drive, Chen Chen felt he was gradually becoming more qualified to provide an answer to such a question.
The meaning of life was to continuously delve into the unknown. In the process of coming to terms and understanding the unknown, the growing knowledge became a strength for one to continue seeking for a higher plane of the unknown.
Science itself was like a sphere. The more you knew, the larger the sphere expanded, and so shall the surface of the unknown grow exponentially.
The more that humans as a whole understood, the more they found themselves awed by its complexity and mystique. Science was human's device to reach into the unknown. At the same time, it was the process of endlessly edging in closer to the truth of all things and yet never completely attaining it…
"Mr. Chen, you'll be up soon."
It was then when a staff member suddenly appeared backstage to give him a gentle reminder.
Chen Chen nodded in response. He got up and tidied up his suit to make himself presentable. A phone seemed to have appeared in his hand out of nowhere.
Chen Chen gave it a gentle tap and the phone immediately dialed a number.
After the call had been connected, Chen Chen tucked the phone back into his pocket. After that, he headed to the exit of the backstage, toward the podium.
There was an electrifying presence of a crowd by the stage. The host had pushed the afternoon's atmosphere to its climax.
"And now, I present to you the chairman of Blacklight Biotechnology Company – Mr. Chen Chen to give you a picture of the exciting, glorious future to come!"
The moment Chen Chen stepped foot on the stage following the grandiose introduction of the host, the crowd erupted into a passionate bout of cheering.
"Dear citizens of the city of Windhoek and citizens of the country Namibia. I'm Chen Chen from Mainland China. It's a pleasure to be with you today to make a small presentation for my Blacklight Biotechnology…"
While on stage, Chen Chen's temperament was light and natural. He was completely unnerved by presenting himself before thousands of people.
Chen Chen scanned the thousands of people below the stage. If his foe wanted to assassinate him, it would not be a wise choice to do so from among the crowd. There were hundreds of armed soldiers stationed on both sides of the crowd, keeping their eyes on them.
Therefore, the only possible angle of the assassination would be from the city's direction.
Chen Chen raised his head and cast his gaze in a faraway direction.
"I know that when the topic of nuclear power plants comes up, most people tend to think of nuclear weapons. Weapons of mass destruction, terribly large scale nuclear radiation, contaminating the surrounding air and water sources…"
"However, I'd like to clarify that this is a common misconception…"
Chen Chen continued narrating and explaining on stage. The pace of his presentation was perfectly adapted to cater to the crowd. It served to completely draw the crowd into the scenario he was getting at.
As Chen Chen raised his head while he was giving his speech, he caught a glimpse of a reflection of a mirror in his eyes.
The reflection was not a strong one. It was so dim that if you were not paying attention, you would not have noticed it at all.
If someone was standing beside Chen Chen at this moment, the said person would be able to immediately notice Chen Chen's pupils contracting slightly for just a brief instant!
[Perfect, they did show up.]
Chen Chen smiled. He continued his speech on stage. Unbeknownst to anyone present at the moment, his brain was currently operating on overdrive!
[If they're planning to assassinate me, this speech would be the perfect opportunity for them to do so. If they let this chance slip by them, I'd likely have signed the official agreement with Namibia. Therefore, the chances of them attempting to assassinate me during this speech are above 95%.]
[With that said, there are many forms of assassination. Under the circumstances where they want to kill me and slip away from countless armed soldiers, there's only one ideal option – no need for a large amount of personnel or immense funding. All they need is a rifle and a befitting sniper to get the job done.]
[The chances of them employing a sniper for this job is up to 90%.]
[Once they decide to go with using a sniper, they'll need a scope. In weapons manufacturing, there are three primary scopes for daytime usage: telescope sight, collimator scope, and reflective scope. These days, collimator scopes are slowly fading out. It's rarely if ever used at all.]
[Besides, collimator scopes and reflective scopes are more suited for close combat, they have next to zero long-distance aiming functionalities. This way, I can conclude that they'll be employing the use of telescope sights.]
[The optical functionalities of telescope sights are achieved using the Kepler telescope system alongside with the use of a rotational system. The outermost layer is a convex spherical mirror which is a subclass of divergent type mirrors. It's able to reflect light at an approximate angle of 120° in front of it.]
[Using the universal laws of reflection, my speculation is as follows. As long as I stand in this location on stage around noon today, the angle of the sunlight will align with the 60° angle which I'm facing and create a pincer angle. If there's a convex spherical mirror placed in an angle facing toward me, a faint beam of reflection will be reflected in my eyes.]
[I've already deduced from the map that in the 60° angle from where I stand, there are three high-rise buildings. If they plan to snipe me, the sniper will use one of the three buildings as a vantage point.]
[And now, I know exactly which building they have chosen…]
"Everyone, there's a bright future ahead for nuclear power plants. As a form of clean energy, nuclear power plants will prove to be several folds more efficient than thermal power plants…"
As Chen Chen kept going on with his narration, he lowered his right hand. He repeatedly tapped his pocket from an angle obscured from the audience.
It looked as if he was typing out a string of code…


Who could have guessed that the accidental discovery of a pitch-black USB drive would one day turn Chen Chen’s world upside down? 
He quickly realizes that this was no ordinary USB drive—and it came with mysterious powers, along with its own hidden rules. Equipped with his skills and intellect as a student of biological science, Chen Chen strives to uncover the limit of the USB drive, and the limit of his own ambition. 
Follow Chen Chen in his pursuit of lofty aspirations—wealth, immortality, and otherworldly powers! It is a path that will lead him to a grand plan, one that will change the fate of humanity forever…



All this happened so quickly and suddenly that not only the tree devils even queen herself, didn't expect Alex's group would attack at this critical moment of the ceremony.

Alex, Nami and Robin were attacking the queen simultaneously from three directions. It was clear to them that queen had a weakness of fire and electricity.
Alex took the front while Nami and Robin took her back.

Alex began attacking her with haki coated Balmung, whenever she tried to make some distance between them he would slash her and disrupt her escape plan.

Nami was also attacking ferociously. She would lunch some fire ball or fire blast but ut didn't cause that much damage.

So she became irritated and conjured a massive fireball 10 times of a normal one and gave a devastating blow to queen.

Queen tried her best to escape from this three way attack formation, but failed miserably everytime.
She was not worried about dying, but she had to wipe them out before the sunrise. As the blood ceremony had to be continued.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Alex teleported in front of her and used Amaterasu.
She started screaming in pain as she couldn't put out the flame this time.
After a while her whole body was incarnated and turned into ash.

When queen died, all the tree devil began panicking and tried to left the area but when they came in contact with the barrier, a boom echoed.
Soon after four bright light blossomed from the for directions of the valley.

All of the tree devils watched in horror as the barrier surrounding the valley became visible.
They were horrified, as they thought they could escape but their last straw was also broken.
All the devils started howling. But their howling was cut short as the three summoned monsters almost wiped the two-third of them.

" Eeeeekk." suddenly a loud screech was heard and a phantom of Vermilion Bird began rampaging throughout the battlefield.

" That is a Vermilion Bird one of the mythical creatures described in books. " Robin commented after watching the flaming bird slaughtering everywhere.

" When did he set this barrier and why didn't he tell us beforehand! " said Nami as she watched in awe.

Robin smiled mildly, " He must want us to give our all against these devils. So he didn't tell us  about this barrier, because if he did so we would have relaxed when fighting these devils.

The Vermilion bird ripped the lives of the tree devils like a grim ripper.
After several breaths, the whole battle field was empty Alex summoned back the Vermilion Bird and the summoned animals.

Then he brought out the last one from his dimension and killed her.
All of them relaxed seeing the result of the battle that continued almost for three hours.

But before they could celebrate, Katakuri came out from his hiding spot and attacked the ash of the Witch Queen.
Everyone was confused but suddenly a loud heart beating sound resounded throughout the valley.


* Badump * * Badump *


Katakuri took out a heart from the ash, " We have to destroy this still beating heart to kill her completely.
I saw her resurrecting in future, and attacking us again when we let our guard down. " 

Alex nodded and slashed the heart but Balmung couldn't cut it no matter how he tried. So he used Amaterasu but the flame also couldn't burn it to ashes like her body.

" Everyone try to destroy this heart, i can't harm it in anyway. " said Alex and placed the heart on the ground.

The first one to try was Retsu, she used her Shikai to slash it, but it was useless.
But when she tried to use her Bankai, Alex stopped her as whenever she used her Bankai 
in manga she became a bloodthirsty demon.

Like her everyone tried one by one but all there efforts were fruitless. 
Suddenly Alex had an idea and he used Amaterasu on Balmung but before he could execute his plan, his sword was turned into metal liquid.

Alex became sad seeing the result as Balmung was with him from the start. But he recovered immediately afterwards and began thinking of a new plan.
He wanted to use the power fo Nami's flame, but her flame was useless against this heart. 

Alex looked at Brulee, " Brulee make a large convex mirror. " he described the nature of convex lens and Brulee made a large one.

Then Alex gathered a bunch of tree devil's dead bodies and used Amaterasu. Then Alex focused the lens on a small area of the heart, after a while the exposed spot began burning in black flames but this time it penetrated inside.

" Ahhhhhhggg. " 

A loud screaming noise began resounding throughout the valley. It was the voice of the Witch Queen.

After the beating heart was turned into ass, Alex got the quest completion notification from the system.

[ main quest: 
erase the existence of Witch Queen and her minions has been completed.
rewards:
1st- increase in all stats 200+
penalty: death of a crewmate 

All stats has been updated. ]

' Yuki show a powerful Katana for me that could handle the eternal flame of Amaterasu. '

[ Affirmative, here are the list of swords. ]

[ 1st- Murasame:-

Murasame was a cursed sword that could kill the opponent with a single cut. Once the blade  
pierced the body, it would trigger a poisonous curse and killing them by stopping their heart with in a second.

2nd- Ea :-

The Sword of Rupture Ea was the strongest Noble Phantasm contained in the gates of Babylon. It was apparently existed even before the concept of sword was even defined.
It has time space dislocation ability and capable of defying physics. It could destroy a entire army like it was nothing. 

3rd- Dragon Slayer:-

................... ]

' Yuki i choose the .....next chapter. '







Its a story of a young man who was a perfect example of a typical good for nothing, who always wanted to be reincarnated in a anime world, suddenly died.

After death, god grants him some wishes with the cost of his memories to entertain himself by watching the young man's journey.


But fate has something different for our MC. If you want to know then read for yourself.

Warning: 
All the characters including the powers which may appear in the future are all have their respective owners.


Author note:[ I am very poor in English, so please forgive me if you have some difficulty while reading because of my poor grammar.]

THE FIRST 17 CHAPTERS WERE WRITTEN ON A WHIM. DON'T MIND IT FROM CHAPTER 18,I WILL TRY MAKE IT DIFFERENT.

Author note: 

I will write a lot of 18+ contents so be careful before reading. 

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Tags:- Anime world, Perverted protagonist, Handsome Male Lead, Polygamy, Harem Seeking Protagonist....will be added in future



Sub Tags:- Se*, Rap*, Ruthless Protagonist, Charismatic Protagonist...will be added in future

Arena Competition!
As Lu Li stepped onto the arena, he was met with an extraordinary eruption of cheers. However, there were also those who showed displeasure at his appearance.
You could say that he was a bully – the fact was, he was a level 47 Thief fighting against a level 45 opponent.
Lu Li knew why they were unhappy in the first place. Obviously, they had wanted to see beautiful women, instead of people like himself. 
For the sake of training new recruits, Kitty Likes Meat and Sakura Memories were usually the ones deployed. They were quite attractive, and their skills were decent. During recent times, these two, along with March Rain, were extremely popular.
However, on the arena, there was no such thing as bullying. 
Warp 13 had also deployed a Thief to battle, one of the Twin Thieves called Convex.  Apparently, he was already proficient using multiple new equips that had only been recently introduced into Dawn.
Convex had actually strongly requested to be sent out into the Arena.
There was not an undisputed 'top player' in any of the classes, so the title of the best was still in contention. Furthermore, the competition for this title was also the fiercest among the Thieves.
Both sides exchanged a greeting and shared a handshake, then moved until they were at a safe distance from each other. Before the judge had announced the beginning of the clash, they were both already in Stealth. 
Convex was not arrogant and egotistical. In fact, he could match up with Song of Sorrow, Midnight Ghost, Bloody Dagger and the rest of the elite Thief players. Although he had a record of more losses than wins against them, he still was not to be underestimated. As long as he completed a high level of execution, he would have no reason to lack confidence. 
Furthermore, out of all his skills, he utilised Stealth the best. He was able to gain the upper hand in most of his battles using Stealth, so even if he did lose, he would not be completely destroyed.
Because of his emphasis on Stealth, he wore many equips which increased its ability. As such, he was also slightly lacking in DPS and overall Defense. 
After he saw Lu Li enter Stealth first, he followed suit. 
No matter what, he had to get the upper hand and burst Lu Li first to win the fight. At least by successfully doing this, he would be able to diminish Ruling Sword's morale.
"Looks like Convex has prepared himself thoroughly. He is hoping to gain an advantage over Lu Li during Stealth! He's using his own strengths to attack his opponent's weaknesses! Good thinking!" Dark Wind was an exceptional analyst, as he was extremely prepared and knew the style and habits of every competitor. Naturally, he also knew what Convex had in mind. 
"Actually, I think everyone has mistaken," Pure White Season said in disagreement. 
"Oh? Do you have other ideas?" Dark Wind asked. He was an experienced analyst who did not like being questioned for his analysis, even by a fellow partner. 
"We're only used to seeing Lu Li's might, technique, positioning, offensive abilities and flexibility. When comparing his level of Stealth to all of the other top players, we automatically assume that it's his weakness. I don't think that Lu Li's Stealth ability is actually as weak as we think it is, since he's never completely lost at the first clash." 
"Ah, I know what you mean. Let's just wait to see the outcomes of the clashes between these two." 
Below the stage were many people from the major guilds, including Bloody Dagger, who viewed Lu Li as his number one rival. He had never missed any of Lu Li's matches. Beside him sat White Westhill, one of Glory Capital's Priests, who was exceptional at devising strategies. 
"I heard that this Convex's Stealth ability is strong?" White Westhill asked. 
"That's right," Bloody Dagger answered while in deep thought, then continued, "I think that Lu Li might lose early on, but if he tries to defeat Lu Li purely by using Stealth, that would be impossible."
"If he's able to damage Lu Li's reputation and image, he would proclaim it to the world," White Westhill said as he rubbed his chin. "Furthermore, if he can make this fight extremely difficult for Lu Li to win, then his status as an elite Thief would be propelled to the top. As of now, Lu Li is definitely the benchmark for Thieves to surpass, so don't be frustrated, Bloody Dagger." 
"I know. Actually, I want to see Lu Li fail," Bloody Dagger said. 
He felt as though Warp 13 had devised a well-thought strategy to defeat Ruling Sword. After all, if they had deployed anyone from their guild, they would lose anyway. To have a chance at countering, they had sent out a Thief who was exceptional at using Stealth to try and pull out an early win. 
Many people thought that Convex would be able to best Lu Li in combat while in Stealth, especially those who had fought him before. 
However, no one knew what Convex was experiencing in the Arena. 
He could not find Lu Li at all. He had walked over the entire grounds again and again, and yet he still could not even find a trace of Lu Li's steps. If this was due to his opponent's good luck, they would have eventually met on the battlefield after such a long period of time. 
This had that Lu Li's Stealth was even more developed than his, to the point where it had seemed like he was toying with him. 
A few champions from the previous battles had activated a spectator's field of vision. They could see both players on the battlefield using this. 
As expected of Lu Li, he had managed to detect Convex's movements on the arena and purposely distanced himself from him when they were about to collide. He was not the type of person to toy with his opponents.
He was testing his enhanced version of Stealth, since the chances of meeting a player who had invested so much into Stealth were rare. 
Analysts like Dark Wind and Pure White Season did not expect this outcome, let alone the other elite players like Bloody Dagger and White Westhill. They were all stunned by Lu Li's display of his expertise. 
Why was it that Convex, a Thief who had prided himself on his sensing and Stealth ability, could not detect Lu Li at all? 
Lu Li was tired of 'playing around' with Convex, so he instantly gained control of the battlefield by finishing the battle extremely quickly. He had not only dominated Convex physically, but the defeat had also taken a mental toll on him. 
This was definitely the most demoralising type of defeat. 
There was nothing more humiliating than defeating a player using the very skill that he prided himself on.
"My Stealth is an enhanced version, so don't beat yourself up over it," Lu Li whispered, letting Convex in on his little secret during the end of the battle.
"Thanks," Convex said, then surrendered and left the Arena. 
Lu Li took a deep breath and was speechless at his own kindness. He no longer was the ruthless man from the past after things had taken a turn for the better. 
Convex was nearing the stage of total mental defeat. After this battle, Lu Li had become his greatest rival, and this motivated him to improve his skills every day. 
However, Lu Li had softened his heart at the last minute. 
After all, he had told Convex about his secret, which gave him a reason for his loss. It was not himself that was lacking, but the level of skill that was lacking. If he had learned the same Enhanced version of Stealth, he would be able to defeat Lu Li in their next meeting. 
Of course, Lu Li was still his goal as a Thief. On the other hand, he had also greatly respected Lu Li. 
This was an expert's demeanour and humility! 
Lu Li did not push himself to fight five battles in a row, but he had still fought three and retired from the Arena. After Lu Li came Kitty Likes Meat, who had equipped herself with new items to test out their special effects. 
Squad battles were not that exciting anyway. After all, neither Lu Li or Moonlight had fought in them. 
The ones who were battling were: March Rain, Mu Qiu, Kitty Likes Meat, Fat Monkey and Sakura Memories. These 5 struggled against the other 5 respected elite players, but they had still won in the end. 



He had never invested in shares or bought a lottery ticket, and neither did he have any experience in the general business industry. Lu Li found that the only thing he could do was play games. 

Luckily he had experienced rebirth, and was one step ahead of everyone else. Luckily, games had been developing extremely quickly, and there were many people who had become rich through playing games. 

In his ‘past life’, he had spent countless nights awake, in grief and anguish. However, although all of this had been washed away, so what…? This life, he was determined make a fierce counterattack against fate and stand at the very top!

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Fists that that swirled as urgent cyclones, even flashing in green-blue bolts. However, Helm had no intention of dodging such a dangerous attack.
At that moment, the Demon General was already aware that the man before its eyes was the most powerful and determined foe it had in life, as well as the most extraordinary Monarch-tier champion it had ever seen. Helm had traveled countless worlds, fighting against the champions from millions upon millions of races, and yet the Steel giant before its eyes could directly block its [Star Blaze].
Neither rage nor hate was not worth mentioning in the face of such a being. As a champion that had surpassed its own lifeform as well, Helm knew that it was an utmost rarity and pleasure to be able to exchange blows against such an opponent—ever since it ascended and became Demon General, it never received delight from combat for a long time. Now, even if the demon seemed to be diving impetuously at Joshua, it was unusually tranquil inwardly in reality.
It had grasped the opportunity for victory.
Bang! A sound resembling a metal plate being penetrated resounded as Helm allowed the four Steel fists to strike its body explicitly, the solid psionic body promptly blasted into pieces by the spiraling punches that were wrapped in searing heat and powerful volts. Even the warrior who struck paused slightly after having succeeded so easily, and soon realized that things were not well! The enemy was not really shattered by his fist, but had split on its own accord before it was struck!
Soon, as expected, with a smug cry from the Thousand-Eyed Python, countless energy fragments appeared to have broken apart by the spiral iron fists reassembled in the air, each turning into small spine cannons that floated in the air, before streaking towards the warrior's back and flanks in arcs resembling a meteor!
Floating Bone Cannons! On the front end of those bone spines were barrels hollowed into the center where immeasurably intense energy radiance assembled—the last ounces of Helm's energy reserves. It took aim the warrior's flanks and the blind corner of his back, scheming to target his left side that had been pulverized by the [Star Blaze] just a while ago to destroy Joshua's body from within at its weakest spot!
The Demon General could tell that the warrior's body was incomparably sturdy and could not be damaged by ordinary attacks, which was why he must choose to focus on his vitals. Through inspection from the Legendary demon's [All-Knowing Eye], it had learned about every flaw and energy points throughout Joshua's body, although it did not mean that it would be struck just because it was there. The warrior had four arms that could easily parry attacks from every direction, which was why if a direct hit was desired, certain things need to be sacrificed so that the opponent could be lured out of its defenses.
The demon did not even hesitate using its body as bait; it wanted neither side to come out of it unscathed. Within that instant, as the bone cannons charged and ejected blazing, golden-green ion beams, its psionic body that was large enough to warp around mountains pressed forward at Joshua's viciously too. Even the warrior could not push away that brute strength which did not mind its own injuries at all, and so the whole colossal body simply constricted the giant god's own, forcing Joshua to stay where he was!
It was a simple, crude but extremely effective method. Such was the natural way of combat the demon adopted after centuries of fighting in close quarters. Despite not knowing any techniques or any rationale of combat tactics, Helm always grasped the heart of the matter: exhaust all methods to hurt the enemy as much it could.
And now, the warrior had fallen into dire straits.
Rationally speaking, this blow was lethal for whoever it may be—a body shackled and immobilized for seconds, allowing the enemy to assault their own weakness however they wanted, it was essentially sentencing normal beings to having their hands tied in the face of death.
However, quite a few methods flashed through Joshua's mind. Whether it was shrinking his body to avoid the ion beam or moving his vitals and 'open holes' over his own Steel body and allow the rays to freely 'hit' himself, all were moves that could quell the danger.
And yet he did not want to do so.
The warrior was respectful of the courage displayed in the Demon General's unhesitating self-abandoning blow. Even the most savage of enemies and beasts had flashes of what could be called virtues, which was why Joshua decided to face it head-on this time.
In the very instant endless tiny yet focused ion beam streaked towards him, Joshua never once withdrew the four arms that kept pummeling and punching through the Thousand-Eyed Python's body. His entire body expanded and contracted, raising tides of lightning while turbulent energy ripples turned into cascading winds. The air currents that billowed through the air as an extremely complex high-frequency form became innumerable chaotic yet minuscule gaseous construct, with some resembling convex mirrors or convex mirrors. Under the hold of Steel strength, these atmospheric lenses that refracted and projected each other spread through every inch of the warrior's body.
Air Armor! In front of the gaseous armor that appeared hazy due to high-frequency tremors, the seemingly vicious rays were instantly refracted into multiple sporadic and dull radiances by the mirror shards. Rays that were deflected towards ground turned the entire land into a sea of fire in a second, while those deflected to the sky shaped into a dazzling rainbow with the toxic steam that wafted in the air, unleashing beautiful colors.
Not good, defeat is assured if this goes on!
Helm was definitely aware of the dreadfulness of the situation, but it was no longer wrapped around the warrior. As the sounds of body being torn apart resounded, the two robust arms to Joshua's sides stopped punched at the enemy to shrug it away, and sunk deep into the psionic body of the Thousand-Eyed Python instead like two machetes instead, pinning down the Demon General with a stranglehold! At the same time, the warrior's two other hands rose high above as if two giant hammers on standby, preparing to smash the struggling python into a puddle deep into the earth's crust!
Having seen the development, the Thousand-eyed Python promptly issued a shrill cry, and the bone cannons that were levitating in the air immediately turned into lances that darted unyieldingly at Joshua's location. The powerful gales wrought on by speed several times the velocity of sound tore spiraling windstorms up above as if pillars of hurricanes, with thunder flashing amidst the hazy turbulence. Even stones that were drawn within were pulverized instantly into floating dust!
If Joshua chose to keep holding on to Helm right now he would be torn through and through by those lethal bone lances without question. But if he let go, it was allowing a tiger to return to its mountain—how rarely did an opportunity to maim a Legendary came by? Helm would never keep up the fatal melee after escaping too, it would definitely retreat and await backup before fighting the warrior once more.
The moment of choice has arrived.


Joshua woke up in the middle of a battlefield one day only to discover that he has been transmigrated into a popular MMORPG, Continental War. Discovering that he has not only been displaced in space but also in time, Joshua realizes he has knowledge of the events unfolding around the world as he had played through them as game events. Read on to discover how Joshua forges his path toward becoming a legendary warrior embroiled in the struggle of Order and Chaos!

THE RUINS

It was fifteen past eleven in the night when Phulwa woke up in a very composed manner. 

She had cried and slept the whole day and even Tai Ji hadn't disturbed her.

Phulwa went to the basin to wash her face and looked into the mirror. Her face was bereaved of any emotion, her eyes stoned. 

She looked over her shoulder over Tai Ji's bed and it was not slept in and Tai Ji nowhere to be seen. 

Phulwa walked over to her bed and crouched to get her steel trunk from under her bed in which she stored her belongings. She untied the key from her pajama rope and opened the lock on the trunk. 

Among the freshly washed collection of colorful dresses she had, the black Satin one stood out on the top. She brushed her hand over the black dress and offered a sad, contemptuous smile. 

She bundled the cloth in her fist and threw it on her bed, exposing a wooden sickle lying underneath. It was a very peculiar sickle, its handle was wooden like the most sickles but the arced steel blade had sharp steeled teeth on its bulging perimeter and the convex edge was so sharp it glinted off any amount of light falling on it, like a semi circular ring sun forms during an eclipse. 

She wrapped the sickle in the black dress and shoved it in a plastic carry bag. She locked back her trunk and pushed it under her bed. She took a notice of a brass box on Tai Ji's bed right beside hers and walked up to open it. She ate the Roti (chapati) and Bhindi (lady finger) in the box Tai Ji had left her and upon having finished it she gulped down a tower-glass of water. 

She took her plastic bag and walked into the angan (courtyard) that held the servant's only premise.

The angan was an open area surrounded by boundary of four walls. The floor was tiled a few years back only when Tai Ji's new apprentice fell on the muddy floor of that angan.

There was an elongated plant pot right in the middle of the ground, with Tulsi plant in it as Tai Ji liked to worship the plant. Phulwa walked up to the north wall and pulled a wooden table to stand on it and jumped the wall. 

Once on the other side into the brazen field, she put on her black dress. It was long cloak that had sleeves and a hood. It was long enough to hide the entire body and face and still cause no problem if the wearer had to run.

Once the hood was on, she looked up at the roof of the haveli, the guards were standing with their backs to this side.

Holding the sickle in her hand, she took a run. 

The thump of her feet was so calculated, bats would have thought twice before concluding if it was human running. She ran and ran, ran across the brazen field into another fenced field, having rice crop swaying to the wind up to her shoulder length.

She jumped in and looked around. There was no sign of any animal or human being, and the only silence breaker was constant trilling of grasshoppers. 

She knew what she had to do. She raised her head and let out a sharp bird whistle. Once. Twice. And all of a sudden ten to fifteen dark figures rose up from the rice field, now their hoods visible from above the shoulders where rice crop ended. And together they raised their heads to let out the similar bird cry into the sky. 

At once, as highly trained soldiers they turned and all faced in the direction ahead and took a run. Together they ran through the thick rice fields like the wilderness was their home and the night their slave. They looked like a formation of black heads darting through a yellow canvas, enough to drive the bravest of a man crazy with fear. 

When they emerged the rice fields, into an open, yet another brazen field, they let out their sickles to cut through the air. All of them had similar sickle, toothy on the convex and bladed in the concave. 

After every other interval of their running, they let out the same sharp cry in unison without abating their speed. 

They seemed near to their destination as they entered the woods that further extended and ended into another town. The forest was thick enough to accommodate a town of its own. Now the black hooded figures floated through the woods, their sickles inside once again. 

They came to a halt before a channel of trees, maybe eucalyptus. They resumed their movement after the halt but this time it was a humble saunter. They walked through the channel and into the ruin.

The Ruin was an old haveli of Thakur's long-ago ancestry, obviously now ruined, popular and feared in the town by the name The Ruin. 

They entered through the creaking wooden door and entered the open yard, surrounded by the boundary of worn out brick wall. There ran a staircase of same worn out brick from every side of the brick wall. 

As they entered, several figures rose against the starless night on the walls. Some stood on the stairs and a gang of three came from the door inside The Ruin into the open yard where Phulwa and her gang stood.

The figures on the walls and roofs had no hood or overalls on , but their regular dresses - the dress meant for them - on.

The three who came from inside removed their hoods and the Phulwa and her gang half bowed. They removed their hoods as well. The three were women of stark brown skin before them in their mid forties. Their hair was tied into a bun above their heads and the moon aligned behind them in to the clear night sky. 

The one in the middle, the one with her nose pierced and her brown cheeks mounted, came forward, "What is it Spy Sisters? What is the emergency of calling the council at this time of the night?" 

"I thought night was our time, mother Kali. And if it hadn't been important, I wouldn't have sent you my delegate for The Calling!" 

Phulwa gave the woman standing by the pillar in the hood a nod and the woman in the hood returned the nod. 

"Why couldn't you have sent the message with your delegate herself?" The one on the left side said. She was shorter than mother Kali but she was one heck of a fighter. 

Phulwa refused to answer that. Instead, she turned to her gang and made herself free to walk so as to face the entire Sisterhood, the ones on the walls, the roofs, the stairs and by the pillars. 

"Sisters, the Almighty has dawned upon us the misery of lifetime. It has left us orphans," Phulwa announced. 

Mother Kali sprinted towards Phulwa, holding her by arm, "What did you say?" Kali's expression was stiff, the red appearing on her brown cheeks. "How is Amma Ji? Did she say anything about the harvesting festival?" Phulwa could feel the escalation in mother Kali's breathing. 

Phulwa shook her head, pursing her lips together, letting the tears roll down her cheeks. The hooded woman standing by the pillar rushed towards Phulwa, holding her from behind. 

Phulwa held herself and lifted her chin to face them, "She's dead." Then she nodded frantically. 

There were several gasps from all over and Phulwa watched mother Kali going down, her mouth open, struggling for air. The hooded woman holding Phulwa now crouched down to mother Kali and the other two who stood with mother Kali joined her too, they themselves in utter horror. 

There was, eventually, a certain song of wailing reverberating through the walls of The Ruins and filling the forest. It was as if the whole forest cried, the winds cried as they blew through and the moon watching above cried. Mother Kali's cry dominated all, like she was the lead in the song of death and rest were chorus. 

As the standing women fell to their respective positions, Phulwa pulled herself together to be the last one standing.

The hooded woman, from where she was holding mother Kali, removed her hood to look at Phulwa's face. Tai Ji stared deep into Phulwa's eyes, exchanging the grief and offering whatever consolation her eyes could offer.

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The murder of the mafia queen, Amma Ji, of Dumsarai has stirred the mob of ambitious land lords, mine lords, gang leaders and notorious goons. 

What no one knows is - Amma Ji left a band of highly trained women who were once discarded and they call themselves 'The Silent Sisters' and they are coming for anyone and everyone who try to lay a finger on the Queen's family. 

But there's a common fear manifesting in whispers of every ear and mouth, even among the 'The Silent Sisters' - what is it that Queens of Nights want, now that they have shown the sign of their return?
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Roarrr! The monster cried. It was loud enough for it to emit sonic waves from its mouth up in the sky. Suddenly, something jumped out of the dust cloud in front of it and got alarmingly closer to it in a blink. 
"Deal with me, monster," Alan said with a smile when he was almost two meters away from its chest. He had pulled his arm behind his shoulder to punch it with all its strength. 
As he was about to strike its chest, it covered its front body from all of its arms as a reflex action. He still punched and uprooted it from its feet. It got pushed back from the hit it received. 
Grr… It peeked between its arms and glared at him after groaning. Alan did not waste time and jumped ahead to close the distance between them. 
It was difficult for Doomster to use its tails when he was this close. That was why it tried to maintain a distance from the people it fought. 
"You won't get away this time," Alan said, inhaled deeply, and punched again. Doomster blocked it again but got pushed further than the last time. It looked at its arm and growled which meant the punch hurt it. 
Before it could react, it received a hit on its knee. Waa! It cried and sat on one knee after Alan kicked with all his might. He didn't stop just with that. When it sat on the ground, its altitude lessened and it was the perfect chance for him to strike its head. 
"You will know what we mere students can do." He pushed his feet on the ground and jumped up and followed it by a hook kick in a horizontal curve. A loud thud was heard when he hit it just below its ear. 
"Huh?" He noticed the creature didn't even budge. "It had no effect?" He thought in surprise. Suddenly, something wrapped around his body and lifted him up. 
It was one of the monster's tails. It looked right into his eyes with his bloodshot red eyes when he tried to struggle. 
"Damn, it hurts." The spikes on its tail pierced his skin in multiple places. He winced in pain when it tightened its grip. "Ah!" 
It moved him closer to its head to look him directly into the eye from up close. "Your breath smells of crude oil," Alan mentioned and grimaced. The creature did not react and just glared at him as if it took him at a potential enemy. Alan noticed the monster smirked for a second. 
"You think you have won?" He asked while taking heavy breaths. 
Suddenly, someone jumped out of the ground. "Yaa!" Marya dug out of the ground while screaming. Doomster was assured of its victory but it did not expect someone to appear out of the ground. It did not have the time to react to this surprise attack. 
Marya had the two daggers in her hands which Alan had. She poked one dagger into its eye and pushed it further when a whitish aura covered her body. 
The monster cried in pain but its pain increased many folds when a fire covered the dagger's blade and burned half of its head from inside. It somehow held her from its arms and threw her away, but the dagger was still stuck into its eye socket. 
The grip on Alan loosened, and he slipped down and freed himself. The monster held the dagger and tried to pull it out. 
At the same moment, someone jumped out of the dust cloud with a war-hammer in his hand. Yeah, he was Convex with one arm. His entire body got covered in the orange aura and mostly concentrated around his arm and the war-hammer. 
"Take it, you monster!" 
Bam! He hit its chest which made it go immobile for a few seconds. 
"This is the chance," Alan said and thwarted punches after punches on its chest. It hurt doomster as it puked a slimy substance out of its mouth after getting pushed back a few steps. Its tongue hung out of its mouth and eyes rolled back up just like earlier. 
Its tails fell on the ground and spread like a spider's web around them. 
"I won't let you get up this time," Convex said with a frown and gave a solid hit on its chest when it fell on its knees. 
"Once more! Together!" Alan said and took his standing beside Convex. He pulled his arm and aimed for the right part of the chest while Convex aimed for the left part. 
Bam! The hard substance covering its chest cracked. 
"I will break it open," Convex said and gave another tremendous hit on its chest. Alan punched at the same time and the hard substance covering its chest broke. 
The pieces fell and scattered on the ground. The monster's back bent after receiving such heavy hits and its face faced the sky hopelessly. 
"Now we just have to get its core," Alan said. At that moment, Gunther jumped out of the dust cloud and pierced its chest with the war-scythe. "Aa!" He screamed when he tore its chest apart from up to down. 
A shiny object was in view right at the center of its chest when Alan tore apart its chest from out of his hands. It was as big as someone's skull and shone like a bright star. It was hexagonal. 
"It must be the core," Alan said and pulled it out from of his hands out of its chest. 
"Did we win?" Gunther asked with an unbelieving face. Alan looked at him with a smile as an answer. His face lightened up when he understood they defeated the creature. 
Convex held the monster's neck with a frown on his forehead and teeth gritted up. "What happened, huh? You were the boss just a while ago. What happened now? Wake up and fight me!" When the monster didn't react, he turned to Alan and said, "See, it is so scared it could not even dare to fight me. This is what you get for messing with mighty Convex." 
He looked at Marya who walked to them. "One should keep in mind before messing with me. This could happen to them as well," He said and walked away with his head held high. 
Marya did not react to him and looked at Alan when he went away. "How did you know it had a core?" She asked while panting. She received a lot of damage in the battle. 
"It is a long story. I will tell you when we fully heal," Alan answered. 
Marya noticed the drops of blood dropping on the ground from the back of his palm. "You are bleeding." She noticed he bled from various places of his body, mainly because of the spikes when the creature wrapped its tail around him.
Alan looked down at his hand. "Ah, it is nothing. It is nothing compared to what Convex lost," He said casually with a smile. 
"Hey, guys, I am here too," Gunther said as he felt ignored. 
"I admit it is because of you we won this battle," Marya said and looked at the creature. "We might have died." 
When Alan saved her from the monster's claws, it was revolving around her eyes. He said the same thing that her father said in her memory. She turned and said, "Just because you helped us defeat this monster doesn't mean you could do whatever you want. You will spar with me after we fully heal." Alan smiled at her words. 
She suddenly felt dizzy after speaking. She held her head and was about to collapse. 
"Marya!" Alan threw the core aside and caught her just at the moment she was about to fall. She still had not fully passed out and could his face with her blurred vision before closing her eyes. 
"She lost consciousness," Alan said and looked at Gunther. "It would be better to leave this place." Gunther nodded. 
Alan looked at the part of the forest where the researcher talked to him. He wanted to go there and capture him to know about the secrets of the Nigrosian research facilities. 
Suddenly, he felt a movement behind his back. His eyes expanded when his lips blurted, "No way." He threw Marya aside and shouted, "Gunther, run!" He turned and saw the monster glaring at him. 
Gunther stood stunned when he looked at it. "How?" 
Just at the moment, it was about to cry, its head sliced up and separated from its body. White slimy fluid sprayed out of its neck instead of blood. Amidst the spray, Alan could see a silhouette of someone with a large build-up, and his eyes expanded in disbelief and surprise when he saw his face. 
"Victor," He said in his mind and gritted his teeth. 
"How are you, boy?" Victor said while looking down on him with his blood-red eyes. 
"I will kill you," Alan said in his head. 
"It would be better if you rest. You must be tired after such a fierce battle," Victor said before a wide diagonal cut wound opened across Alan's chest and blood sprayed out of it. 
"Huh?" Alan could not comprehend what happened. How did he get the wound? He collapsed on the ground and passed out with Victor being the last face to see before closing his eyes.

The empire of Nigrosia and Alabusia were at war for centuries. The goal of Nigrosia was to attain the Blood Moon Core which could grant Godly status to the emperor.  

Argus Devonte Albus, the mighty emperor of Alabusia, never fought for power or personal gain but for peace and defense. He got backstabbed by his best friend when the war was at its most crucial moment. 

Before passing away, he promised his friend that he would return from death and make him pay. 

His soul transmigrated into a dead infant's body, but he didn't know that it would be his own son's body. He witnessed the death of his wife at the hands of the Nigrosian soldiers. 

He got filled with rage and vowed to take vengeance on the people who made him suffer. 
He got taken in by the Empire of Nigrosia as they thought of him as a newborn whom they could brainwash, and someone who could be the key to The Blood Moon Core. They placed a spirit sealing mark on his neck so that he couldn't use his spiritual energy. 

Argus now has to break the seal and make those bast*rds suffer while keeping his actual identity a secret before they sacrifice him to attain a Godly status.

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Zhao Yao looked at the comet cat that was badly injured.
"What is this kind of destructive power. He is so much stronger than me… Grayley asked me to join such battles, is he trying to kill me?'
Although he was nervous, Zhao Yao did not intend to retreat.
His opponent's powers and high tech armor had great destructive power and attack range. They were stronger than any enemy Zhao Yao had ever met.
Although his damage and attack range was not comparable, if he ambushed him or attacked in a group, Zhao Yao felt that he stood a chance. 
Especially since he could use the Furless Tribe's apostles to shield himself. It made his job easier.
Upon seeing that the other comet cats were dying, Comet Cat instructed immediately, "The injured should retreat. Do not fight Blood God directly. Let Shadowfax deal with him."
Following Convex's orders, the comet cat that was injured leaped away. They floated in the air a few thousand kilometers away and tried to heal their injuries.
Blood God's attack had almost killed them. For the next few months, they would not be able to participate in battle.
Blood God did not chase after the comet cat that he defeated, instead he looked at the other comet cats and wanted to defeat the other comet cats on the Star Habour. After clearing Star Habour, he would consider pursuing the injured cat.
The comet cat that was around started leaping and wanted to retreat.
In the command room, Convex said, "Blood God is here. Shadowfax go and distract him. Guang Yu find a chance to attack him. It is best if we can capture him and brainwash him. If we really can't, then kill him."
Shadowfax was excited, the muscles on his body squirmed and then there were white spikes piercing out from under his skin. They covered his entire skin.
"I shall take my leave." Shadowfax looked at Zhao Yao and smiled. "All you have to do is to support me. Be careful, don't die or Lord Grayley may blame us for it."
Then, the space beside Shadowfax started to distort and then he appeared on the battlefield. 
Lv58 Shadowfax could use his physical abilities to use Space Fold. Although he could not travel as far as the Comet Cats, on the battlefield, it was enough.
He flashed a dozen of times and appeared in front of Blood God. He slashed towards Blood God's head menacingly.
"Blood God! I will beat you till your head explodes!"
It didn't matter if he was going to win or lose. Shadowfax yelled to boost morale.
However, Blood God was calm. Being on this planet for a few weeks, he had fought against Shadowfax hundreds of times. They were old enemies. He knew Shadowfax's skills well.
"He is a human punch bag. He is neither as fashionable or as strong. If it wasn't that he could run fast, I would have killed him."
"Watch how I'll play with you this time."
The wings behind Blood God vibrated and turned into a violent ray that shot towards Shadowfax. It was a series of bombs decelerating.
The power of Blood God was very simple. It was to turn his blood into high temperature plasma. If his blood was turned into plasma with the ratio of one to one, then his power would not be so terrifying.
However, after reaching Lv56, Blood God's awareness energy was strengthened and every drop of blood could turn into a lake sized amount of plasma.
No matter what they were used for, whether to power up gear or for attack, his powers were alarming.
The layers of plasma engulfed Shadowfax. Shadowfax flashed a few times and appeared in front of Blood God. He punched hard and hit Blood God's head.
Bam! The red figure fell to the ground and was dragged through several hundred meters of armor plates. When, he charged out again, he held the long plasma whip and whipped it towards Shadowfax. He turned the surroundings into a scorching hell and the temperature of the surface of the land started increasing. The metal plates started to soften and melt…
Zhao Yao started to observed both of them in the battle and saw that the red and white figure brought about alarming destruction. Large scaled shock waves were produced and there were large areas aflame, explosions and earthquakes on Star Habour.
"These two fellows, if there were no soldiers around and they were allowed to attack freely, they would be able to destroy Star Habour on their own. The special effects are much better than mine."
Convex looked at Zhao Yao in concern. He asked, "How is it Guang Yu? Are you feelimg confident?"
Zhao Yao rubbed his chin and said, "Let me watch for awhile."
Convex was unsatisfied. "For how long? Every moment, there are people dying on Star Habour. No matter if it is our cat slaves or their cat slaves, every death is a loss. They are all worth money!" 
Due to the presence of Short Fur Tribe, in the tribe wars, the Short Fur Tribe and Furless Tribe would capture the enemy's cat slaves and distort their awareness to work for them.
Every time they fought, they aimed to capture and not kill.
To Convex's dissatisfaction, Zhao Yao just replied slowly, "There is no hurry. Let me observe for awhile."
Convex was angry. "How long do you want to observe? We have fought the army on Essex more than a hundred times. We are very clear on their capabilities. We have a slight advantage with the regular soldiers. If we go all out, even if we win, we will suffer heavy losses.
If Blood God plus the regular soldiers were to be defeated, we would be able to win and capture large amounts of cat slaves…" Convex spoke and was enamored by his imagination. "There are so many cat slaves. If we train them well, they can be sold at a good price."
"Whatever you have just said, I already know that…" Zhao Yao was still staring at the red figure on the battlefield. "I will attack when it is time."
Convex's eyes glistened coldly. He was furious. "This fellow! Is he backing off?"
Upon remembering that it may be his first time encountering a galaxy war and seeing such a disastrous battlefield, he realized that it was normal to be afraid. Convex could still remember the first time he was on the battlefield. He commanded the war while peeing and was commended by Grayley to be calm and courageous. 
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Shadowfax and Blood God's fight was getting more intense. Both were attacking at maximum strength and every punch and kick from Shadowfax seem to tear Star Habour apart. It turned the layers of metal plates into space waste and even the gear on Blood God was damaged.
Blood God kept running away from Shadowfax, while he was increasing the distance between them, the plasma was also increasing as the battle went on. The increase in temperature and the plasma that was everywhere made it harder and harder for Shadowfax. Evey punch and charged he made would cause huge damage to himself.
Shadowfax was not in good mood. He understood that he was on par with Blood God. If they continued to fight, even if there was an end to the fight, both of them would be badly injured.
As the fight got more aggressive and Zhao Yao did not attack, Shadowfax got unhappier. What happened to attacking together? The more he thought about it, the more upset he got and he wanted to retreat.
Then, Zhao Yao flashed out and appeared on the battlefield through Dimension Travel.


"Let go of that kitty cat!"

A shooting star whizzed through the sky, causing countless super powers to appear on Earth.

However, the main characters that awaken during this phenomenon aren't humans, but cats...

During this event, this same thought appeared in the minds of countless cats: "Am I a god?"

Zhao Yao, an ordinary human, is the only person that can control these super cats.

Zhao Yao: "Am I a god?"

………………

TL's Intro：

Zhao Yao, the protagonist of the story, is the most ordinary man you could possibly imagine. Since graduating from college, he had been engulfed by his bureaucratic workplace and its toxic environment. To make things worse, he has neither a car, money nor a girlfriend. The only silver lining was his fat and lazy cat, Matcha, which provided a semblance of company and friendship.

However, things were about to change drastically for Zhao Yao and Matcha. One shooting star will transform their lives into anything but ordinary.

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