Confess System: Picking Up Girls After Girls, Try Not to Get Killed!
【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】 "I can read minds and I understand psychology. I can identify everything and even predict my own death. However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die. The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls. The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes. If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……" --- steady update. 2 chapters per day xD
Deliberation by the Lake
The sight before his eyes was undoubtedly one of unparalleled carnage, yet Tyler was utterly captivated by Heloise's ballet-like grace in motion.
Her four blades served as extensions of her limbs, each pirouette and flourish leaving a gash in the gaping maw of the Sand Devouring Centipede.
After an immeasurable number of strikes (4852-1219 / 6327), the Sand Devouring Centipede fell, and Heloise landed on the sand with an unparalleled lightness.
Remarkably, not a drop of the creature's blood nor corrosive fluid found its way onto her.
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(If she were to utilize that technique against me... I suspect I'd have no choice but to resort to 'Shadow Step'.)
Tyler mused, continuing to unleash 'Power Arrows' at the fallen Sand Devouring Centipede. Despite its fall, the creature was not yet dead.
The concept of vitality was perhaps most fitting when applied to worm-like demons, as they could endure even with their heads blown apart.