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 Heavy rain poured down, and sharp blade-like lightning tore through the dark clouds in the sky. Rainwater as big as gravel fell from the sky and hit the body, causing pain every time.
 The tall city wall was washed even cleaner by the downpour, and the light of lightning was reflected in the gloomy rain curtain. The majestic white wall that had stood for who knows how many years gave people an inexplicable feeling of whiteness.
 A young man knelt on one knee in front of the snow-white stone wall, with his head hanging down. Heavy rainwater poured down on him as if pouring down, and his short pale golden hair was wet and stuck to his cheek, so that touch from the The blood seeping from his forehead dyed his temples red and flowed down his cheeks, which was even more shocking.
 He gasped violently, and the breath from his bloodless lips turned into white mist in the cold rain. He knelt on one knee, holding on to a sharp sword thrust into the ground with one hand to barely let himself go. Don't be knocked to the ground by the rain.
 Even the heavy rain could not wash away the blood as fast as the blood flowing on his forehead. The blood dyed his light golden hair red, dyed the exquisite and luxurious golden ornaments on his forehead red, crossed his cheeks, and followed the aqua blue color of his ears. The drop-shaped gemstone earrings dripped onto his white clothes on his shoulders. His clothes should have been extremely gorgeous, but at this moment they were soaked by the rain, crinkled and clinging to his body, and stained with blood and soil, making him look extremely embarrassed.
 The boy gasped violently for a while, and his fingers clenched the hilt of the sword stuck on the ground so hard that his knuckles turned pale. Then he raised his head with difficulty.
 The rain was so heavy that even the scenery ten meters away seemed to be covered with a curtain of water, making it difficult to see clearly. He half-closed one eye, because there was blood flowing into that eye, which stung painfully.
 Not far away, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him from the overlapping rain curtains.
 A bolt of lightning struck like a silver snake, and the silver-white armor reflected a dazzling luster in the rain. The figure walked along the edge of the lotus pond. The delicate blue lotus had been beaten by the heavy rain and lay wilted in the water. The petals were withered and tremblingly hidden among the increasingly green lotus leaves. In the lotus pond. The water has overflowed from the edge of the pool.
 The dark boots stepped on the edge of the lotus pond, and every time they fell heavily, water splashed everywhere.
 The young man knelt on the ground, breathing lowly, watching the tall figure slowly walk over and stand in front of him.
 With his blurred vision, he could only clearly see the tip of the long sword that was pointed low at the ground and flashed with cold light.
 "stand up."
 He heard the man's deep voice coming from above, through the heavy rain curtain.
 The young man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
 Then, he gritted his teeth.
 He clenched the hilt of the sword with all his strength, so hard that his arms were shaking. He gritted his teeth, fought for his last breath, and stood up staggeringly, dragging his unruly body.
 He stood, breathing heavily, holding the hilt of the sword with his weak hands, struggling to raise it in front of him, and assuming a fighting posture, even though he knew in his heart that this behavior was in vain——
 That was his last bit of stubbornness.
 Even if he died, he didn't want to be looked down upon by the man in front of him.
 Countless chaotic footsteps came from behind, as if many people ran into the back garden, and then stopped suddenly. These people stopped in the distance, no one tried to get close, and no one made a sound. They were quietly waiting for the final result.
 Because this is a battle that no one is qualified to participate in except those two.
 This is a war for the supreme throne under the witness of the gods.
 …………
 The battle was over in less than a second. There was a crisp sound, which was the sound of sharp blades hitting each other. A long sword with a blood-stained hilt flew out spinning in the rain and was stuck heavily on the ground.
 The boy who had the only remaining weapon in his hand staggered backwards and hit the snow-white stone wall heavily with his back.
 Then, the next second, just before he could even breathe out—
 The silver-white sword broke through the rain curtain.
 The cold iron penetrated his chest.
 The long sword nailed his whole body to the white stone wall, and the terrifying residual force caused the part of the long sword exposed outside his body to tremble slightly and make a subtle buzzing sound.
 The pupils suddenly dilated, and the young man opened his mouth, but could not make any sound. Among the gloomy black clouds, another huge lightning struck suddenly.
 In the bright lightning, at the last second when his consciousness disappeared, he only had time to raise his eyes and look at the man who pierced his heart with a sharp sword for the last time.
 In the oppressive and blurry rain curtain, he could only see those golden-red pupils, like the cruel eyes of a beast lurking in the dark jungle.
 He is sinister and violent, and one look at him will make you feel terrified from the bottom of your heart.
 …………
 it's over.
 again.
 …
 Right, again.
 He was killed again! Ouch!
 It was a roar from the soul of a boy who had been killed over and over again.
 Heimos! You bastard bastard! Wait for me!
 I'll definitely come back again--------
 …
 …………………………
 Those were not words of anger, but the truth. He could really go back.
 Because he still has one life left.
 He could do it again.
 …………
 The boundless space is shrouded in white mist, with no end in sight, or perhaps no end at all. A small piece of land is suspended in it, surrounded by a transparent film. It is like a huge crystal ball wrapped in white mist. Floating in the mist. In the crystal ball, there is a gray-white continent.
 Countless broken stone tablets were erected on it. Although they were all extremely huge, they all either collapsed to the ground, were broken in half, or stood sideways. At first glance, they looked like ruins.
 Those huge obelisk-like stone monuments are majestic and give people a great sense of oppression. They have obviously experienced a very long time, with tiny cracks like spider webs all over them, revealing a vicissitudes and ancient charm. There are countless mysterious characters on the obelisk, but many places have been weathered, making it difficult to see clearly. Although the carved patterns are rough, they give people an inexplicable sense of rough beauty.
 Surrounded by countless ancient obelisks is a broken altar. I don't know what kind of stone it is made of. It is gray-white and has cracks on it, three of which are particularly conspicuous.
 This place originally seemed like time stood still and there was no sound at all.
 Suddenly, there was a click, and the altar, which was already full of cracks, cracked again. This crack was larger than any previous cracks, going diagonally downward from the upper left corner, almost splitting the altar in half, with only one end still barely connected.
 "It hurts so much!!!"
 A scream suddenly broke the dead silence here.
 The next second the crack opened on the altar, a young man's figure suddenly appeared on the altar out of thin air.
 The young man looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was kneeling on the shattered altar, covering his heart with his hands and wailing miserably.
 It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts...
 Garlan rolled down from the altar and clutched his heart, jumping in pain. The grinning look was completely gone from the proud posture that he had shown not long ago when he was facing death without fear and calmly facing death in front of that person and everyone.
 …
 After all, there was no one else watching here, so how could he pretend to be heroic or unyielding.
 Heimos! If you win, you win. Is it necessary to be so cruel?
 A sword pierces the heart! Nail my whole body to the wall——
 It hurts me to death!
 After a while, the pain remaining in his heart finally slowly dissipated, and Garlan finally regained his breath. He exhaled a long breath and scratched his head. The slightly messy light blond hair fell into the corners of his eyes as he fiddled with it with his fingers.
 He sat down on the cracked stone steps of the altar, frowning and sighing.
 Failed again.
 again.
 Every time, every time, he was killed by that guy Heimos. Is he really the so-called son of destiny?
 Shouldn’t the son of destiny be able to ascend the throne easily because of his destiny?
 Why did he always die in the hands of that person and have his throne taken away by that person?
 …………
 Garlan felt a little tired.
 Not long ago, he was just a student who was busy preparing for the final exam. His grades were neither good nor bad, so he was still trying his best to prepare for the exam. Then, in the middle of the night when he was busy reading books, he was inexplicably led to the ruins of an altar full of obelisks.
 Then, he heard a voice.
 [Great chosen son, under the witness of the gods, please return to your destiny...]
 The boy who was still writing with a pen in his hand looked confused.
 That voice that seemed to have only one voice and no emotion echoed throughout the world. It stands to reason that this scene, among the magnificent ruins of the altar, and the light shining down, should give people an extremely sacred and solemn feeling.
 It's like receiving God's order, making people's blood boil.
 However, although the meaning of the words was quite solemn and epic, the voice did not express the shocking chanting effect at all. When Garlan heard the voice, he felt as if there was a person. He was reciting the lines expressionlessly, and his tone didn't even have the slightest fluctuation.
 The emotionless voice continued.
 [You are destined by destiny, you are the son of destiny, blessed by the gods and favored by thousands of people. When you were born, the gods in the entire heaven were whispering your name...]
 Garlan: "???"
 He grabbed the pen and said with a wooden face: "Speak humanly."
 【…………】
 The voice seemed to be choked by him, and it paused for a moment before speaking again. Then, he stopped using that kind of religious chanting and started to explain the cause and effect in a very cold tone.
 Then, Garlan took a moment to figure out the purpose of the voice that brought him to this strange place.
 It turns out that he is actually the reincarnation of a big shot.
 According to that voice, he was very powerful in his previous life. He was the destined son of that era. He was supposed to ascend the throne and achieve great achievements for a generation, be remembered for eternity, and be remembered for eternity.
 However, something unexpected happened for some unknown reason, and he was killed by his mortal enemy before he came of age, and the throne that should have belonged to him was taken away. The person who sat on the throne changed, and the trajectory of fate changed accordingly. This made the gods who were supposed to protect the dynasty furious and cast a curse, which finally caused the dynasty to be destroyed in the flames of war.
 Therefore, as the reincarnation of the Son of Destiny who died midway, he has the responsibility and obligation to correct the twisted trajectory of fate, defeat the villain who killed him to usurp the throne, lift the curse of the gods, and complete the journey of all previous lives. great things that can be accomplished.
 In a word, as the son of destiny, he must take back the throne that belongs to him.
 After learning the cause and effect, Garlan thought about it seriously and then refused.
 "I rarely play games, especially strategy games, so I think it's more reliable for you to find other reincarnations. Let me go back, and I have to continue preparing for the final exam..."
 That emotionless voice sounded again.
 "Yes." It said, "Due to the curse of the gods and reincarnation, you will die before adulthood in every life. After you die at the age of eighteen, I will look for your reincarnation again."
 "!!!"
 Garlan felt that his whole body was not well.
 "Wait! Didn't you say that I am the destined son blessed by the gods? What the hell is the curse? I won't live to be eighteen?"
 "A child of destiny who fails to complete his mission will be cursed by the gods."
 The voice replied coldly.
 Garlan: "..."
 "Get ready, I'll take you back now..."
 "Okay, Lord God Envoy! I will do it, Lord God Envoy! Steal the throne, right? Please leave it to me!"
 After learning that he would not live long after returning, the young man decisively interrupted the voice with a fearless look on his face.
 Then, he rolled his eyes and changed the subject.
 "As the so-called son of destiny, what golden fingers do I have... No, should I have any special treatment compared to ordinary people? After all, you also know that this task is very difficult for me who know nothing now. .”
 "You have five chances to do it again."
 The voice replied coldly.
 "Once you are killed by the fate-changer, time will go back and everything will start again."
 Garlan breathed a sigh of relief.
 This is equivalent to being reborn.
 It feels like playing a game where you can't save the game. Once you die, you have to start over. It may be difficult the first time, but if you know the plot in advance and know what your opponent will do, then the second time will be much easier.
 very good.
 He thought, just treat it like playing a holographic virtual game. As long as he defeats the big boss and ascends to the throne, he can go back and continue preparing for the final exam. Moreover, he still has five lives in this game, so he should be able to pass the level easily no matter how he thinks about it.
 …………
 ……………………
 Then Garlan, who had this idea in his mind, was killed four times by the man who changed his fate, that is, his mortal enemy Heimos.
 Each time, he was killed by Heimos himself.
 Garlan: "..."
 Were the gods mistaken?
 Is it really me who is the destined son, not that guy Heimos? No matter how he looked at it, he felt that that guy was the main character who cheated.
 When he remembered that not long ago, he was nailed to the stone wall by that guy with a sword through his heart, Garlan felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were aching. The pain in my heart was particularly severe, as if the sword was still stuck in my heart.
 He covered his chest and couldn't help but think of the first time, when he was burned to death by that man in the sea of ​​fire...
 Then he remembered the second time, when he was pushed down from a high altitude by the man and fell to pieces...
 Thinking back to the third time, he was poisoned to death by the man himself...
 And the fourth time just now......
 I thought it was a throne strategy note for a guy who cheated and killed the Destiny's Child who would dominate the world for eternity, but it turned out to be a note on how to die in a fancy way for a guy who was said to be, seemed to be, should be, or maybe was the Destiny's Child.
 …………
 At this moment, the son of destiny, who has only the last life left, is very sad.
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 It is said that Garlan, believed to be the child of destiny, returned to his distant past life in order to break the curse that ensured his death upon reaching adulthood. He valiantly battled his arch-enemy, vied for the throne, and sought to save a kingdom on the brink of destruction. However, he was defeated by his arch-enemy four times. Upon being reborn once more, he felt incapable of defeating his nemesis and was determined to escape, yearning for a life of freedom and happiness. 
 Yet, in this lifetime, his former arch-enemy became a loyal follower. Pushed by the people around him, he unwittingly embarked on the treacherous and glorious path to the throne, filled with thorns and honor. A millennium later, the song of the “Wise King” still echoed throughout the land. 
 This story depicts the journey of a reborn youth who, with the support of numerous followers and the protection of his once-enemy-turned-loyal-ally, gradually transformed from a young prince into a wise and noble ruler. 
 The writing in this text is delicate, with an intriguing and captivating plot that maintains a sense of grandeur. It subtly carries the style of ancient European and Eurasian epic legends, with meticulous descriptions of scenes and emotions, creating vivid imagery. Through the words, one can experience the distinct charm of the fantasy Eurasian era. 
 Each character in the story possesses distinct traits, and the interactions between the protagonist and his ally are filled with sweetness and charm.
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 The evil creatures in the three thousand worlds know that killing all human players who had lost themselves and preventing them from clearing a level and go through rebirth is the meaning of their existence.
 The Scythe Knight(Centaur) held a crescent scimitar with blood dripping on the forest floor. The horse hooves trembled and the Knight panted.
 Staring at the girl in black, he said: “You… You can really run!”
 His four hooves can’t outrun a human girl’s two legs! What a disgrace this is to him!
 “Come, continue chasing me. I’ll let you hehehe~”
 Scythe Knight: “Chase what woman! Go to the next clearance point! Get out!”
 “You’ve been chasing me for so long and you know me by now. Why don’t you give me some souvenirs, little horse?”
 Scythe Knight: ??? I think you’re ignorant of the system here.
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for snatching the mane of the Scythe Knight. It can be made into winter clothes, gloves, etc.
 The bald Scythe Knight lay on the ground and gloated at the misfortune of the next evil creature as the girl vanished on his spot.
 Lao Tzu cannot let this professional parkour player leave the other Evil creatures alone. Let’s all suffer!
 Next stop Evil Creature: ??? Don’t let her come here!!!
 The three thousand worlds’ ultimate boss has heard the evil creatures crying at each other, saying that their possessions were snatched by the professional parkour player!
 Intrigue by these rumors, the Cthulhu himself turned into a beautiful human male and said, “Let’s see if that little girl dare snatch something from this Lord!”
 However, after lurking to Shiyu’s side, the Cthulhu said: “This human being was so bold that she dares to snatch the heart of this Lord!”
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for getting the crazy and paranoid love of the Boss. This thing is non-physical and is extremely lethal. Use it with caution.
 Shi Yu: ???
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 Luo Lan was surprised, he found that he had come to the Dragon Ball World when he woke up. 
 At this time, Vegeta’s situation was very delicate. In the distant starry sky, Frieza, a well-known “planet seller”, was already eyeing this planet. 
 If there is no change in the plot, Sun Wukong will be sent to the earth soon, then his head will be smashed, his wits will be lost, and the prologue of Dragon Ball will start. 
 And this year, as a Saiyan who was just buried, Luo Lan crawled out of the soil. 
 History began to change this year. 
 In addition to Monkey King, the future god-level Saiyans will also have Luo Lan. 
 Luo Lan: No, the god level is just the beginning, I want to surpass the god level, surpass the king!
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 In this latest work by Lord of the Mysteries author, Cuttlefish That Loves Diving, be prepared for a well-thought out and detailed apocalyptic, cyberpunk world with a setting superseding Lord of the Mysteries! 
 Our protagonist, Shang Jianyao, is crazy—literally crazy, at least that’s what the doctors said. Living in a huge, underground building of Pangu Biology, one of the few remaining factions in this apocalyptic wasteland known as the Ashlands, he acts in unfathomable ways that’s head-scratching, comical, and shrewd. So is he really crazy? Probably. 
 He has a grand dream: to save all of humanity. 
 Intricately tied to this dream is something everyone in the Ashlands believes in: Deep in a particular ruin buried away by danger and famine, a path leading to a new world awaits. To step into the new world, one only needs to find a special key and open that certain door. 
 There, the land is bountiful, as if milk and honey flows freely. 
 The sunlight is dazzling, as if all coldness and darkness are washed away. 
 The people will no longer have to face desolation, monsters, infections, mutations, and all kinds of dangers. 
 There, children are joyous, adults are happy, everything is fine as they are supposed to be. 
 Every Antiquarian, Ruin Hunter, and Historian roaming the Ashlands knows: That’s the New World. 
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 He is the resident cover of “Witcher Weekly”.
 He is an eternal figure in the Daily Prophet.
 He is the absolute leader of the pure-blood wizard.
 He is the only wizard in history who has made Dumbledore helpless.
 He is also the only strongest mage in the world who makes Voldemort helpless!
 He is Yunye-an old professional driver.
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 [Infinite Anime Stream] Fifty years ago, the game “Infinite World” came to the planet Terra, and all humans became players. Through the experience of the copy world, it is expected to become a powerhouse that surpasses mortals. 
 Terra has also changed as a result, “Infinite World” has become the most direct, fair and cruel way to ascend the class, and elite players have also become the existence standing at the top of this world. 
 Lu Feng came from the earth. 
 “This Infinite World game is actually the reincarnation space in the infinite stream novel, and this place actually treats the reincarnation space as a daily routine!” 
 “Ha, it turns out that the copy worlds are all two-dimensional animations and novels on Earth.” 
 As the only player with his own dungeon world story library, Lu Feng said that this time-travel benefit is absolutely full. 
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 In modern cities, aura is revived, and human beings are no longer the masters of civilization. 
 At that time, the sky could not see the sun, it was covered by birds, and the ground was stained red with blood. Human beings became food for bereaved dogs, a real hell on earth. It wasn’t until the day when a warrior with an open mind merged the demon spirit after the death of the demon beast into his dantian, humanity could avoid the fate of being annihilated. 
 Refining demon spirits, possessing the ability of demon beasts to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, a young man who originally died, because a demon beast has returned to sixteen years old. 
 That day happened to be the annual demon spirit awakening day. 
 That day, he refined an evil spirit… 
 Evil spirits, an unknown existence of evil!
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 The mysterious boy Ling Chen is saved by a little girl as he lay on the street dying. Years later, he strikes a deal to save this savior-turned sister and enters the virtual world. In a future Earth where advanced warfare has forced nations to settle issues virtually or else suffer the consequences, Ling Chen bursts into the scene and goes from unknown to legend. Yet all is not as it seems, for Ling Chen has a dark past, and there is a greater mystery at hand behind this virtual world. 
 To save his terminally ill little sister, Ling Chen enters the newly released virtual game world and joins a small gaming studio comprising entirely of women. From now on walking upon his path towards the pinnacle. An ancient, evil item almost forgotten by history, the “Lunar Scourge” helps forge his unsurpassable legend, and causes him to unknowingly step upon a path that is destined to be punished by the heavens, the way of the Shura.
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 Liu Yang, a grassroot cadre of Chinese bureaucracy, by sheer coincidence entered the bed of a beautiful boss and thus starts the colorful stellar journey of our hero. He accompanies charming police women, exquisite nurses, graceful flight hostess, ripe female colleagues, mature female bosses, ingenious female managers and singer sisters to karaoke house under the shocked eyes of people. 
 This story is full of handsome men, witty women, beautiful emotions, thrilling official situations and logical offense. To find out how Liu Yang has made this perfect feast possible, let’s go on this journey together.
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 Bai Song, 18 years old, seems to be a traveler. 
 After Bai Song was killed by a mud truck, he found himself transported to another world, and he even had a panel that could summon Servants. 
 Before Bai Song could feel happy, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have crossed over to the Type-Moon world. 
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 Bai Song smiled wryly. 
 “If I commit su*cide now, I should be happier, right?” 
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 Looking at the summoning formation, he saw a blue-gray large cat holding a trophy that read “National Rat-Catching Champion.” 
 Bai Song suddenly realized that the Type-Moon world had become much less terrifying in an instant.
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 Lan He managed to squeeze into the entertainment circle, but wavered constantly around the 38th tier because of his lack of background.
 At first, knowing that he has to work part-time as an Impermanent and live off of the Nether World, he rejected it, until he realised… Why did working part time in the Nether World help him become famous in the Over World?
 Lan He: “It’s me, the darkest rogue in the Nether World, the hottest star in the Over World.”
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 This novel is also known as Master Fu's Mysterious Darling Wife
 She is the The Young Miss of Military family Shen, her face is peerless, her temperament is cold, and she is her family’s treasure, but isn’t accepted as one’s child by her mother;
 He is The Sole Heir to the top giant Fu Family, his power is unparalleled, indifferent high-born, the captain of the mysterious military force, and the youngest commander-in-chief.
 Because of her grandmother’s wishes, she married him at lightning speed. She thought that it was a marriage that she needed, but she didn’t expect to be greeted with his extreme pampering.
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 The Haotian Jade Emperor was considered by the saints to be the emperor by tricks and make things difficult at all times. Later generations carried the secret treasure and reborn as the supreme of the three realms. How should he choose whether to do something or become the jade emperor who endures anger everywhere….. .
 The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them…
 Becoming immortal, sanctified, enlightened, and what comes after
 Why did the ancient legends disappear
 Ten thousand people ten thousand prehistoric
 Follow the protagonist and experience a different prehistoric
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