Under the witness of Tilis and Luo Wei,
A war began.
The sharp gunfire tore through the air, and the terrifying bombardment shook the earth. Tilis covered her ears in horror, but it was useless, because even the whole world was trembling.
Iron giants swooped down, bringing fear; ferocious iron creations crushed the bodies, broke through the barbed wire, bringing death.
The sounds of cannons, shouts, and screams intertwined, and the desperate soldiers had no chance to resist, they were instantly shredded by the dense firepower.
Tilis was profoundly shocked by this scene.
The battlefield was full of dismembered limbs, with corpses piled up like mountains. The stench of blood and gunpowder was unbearable, and if hell truly existed, it might be like this.
"Did you see that?" Luo Wei said indifferently, "When it comes to killing, our efficiency is much higher than yours."
It was time for the witch to experience a little taste of war from his world.
Wars in the mechanized era were each a highly efficient massacre, far beyond what Tilis's world could imagine.
And Tilis's reaction was exactly as he had expected.
The witch was completely unsettled.
"Is this the world you live in? Are such wars always happening...?"
She had recovered from the initial shock a bit and looked at Luo Wei hesitantly.
"Such wars, indeed, don't always occur," Luo Wei answered honestly.
"Oh, that's a relief..." Tilis patted her chest, exhaling in relief.
"I know what you're thinking," Luo Wei sneered at her, not intending to let her off easily.
"Don't think that in other eras, the same thing wouldn't happen."
He gripped Tilis's hand tightly again, dragging the panicked her into one brutal war scene after another.
From ancient times to modern eras, from cold weapons to thermonuclear weapons, humans had always been killing. Luo Wei even took her to the distant ancient times, where even two primitive men holding crude stone tools were nearly beating each other's brains out.
Tilis watched one scene after another in silence.
She couldn't speak anymore, nor did she argue about anything...
Luo Wei looked at her quietly. Tilis was still too innocent. Despite being the most talented magician in a thousand years and the greatest hope of the magic retreat...
In reality, she was just a girl who had just come of age. Honestly, she was not as clear-sighted as her teacher, Evelyn, even though her strength was far inferior to hers.
Reading had made her dull; she truly needed to experience the true diversity of life.
At this moment, Tilis lowered her head, not wanting to watch anymore, her emotions sinking to the lowest point.
Luo Wei's world was not only not beautiful but also...
Frightening to her.
When the destruction of her dreams was shown so cruelly before her eyes, the light in Tilis's eyes gradually dimmed.
Her body swayed, on the verge of collapse.
Luo Wei supported her.
Seeing Tilis in such a lost state, Luo Wei sighed inwardly.
But even so, he had to continue.
She couldn't live in her own world anymore. She needed to realize her mistakes and face reality.
Thinking of this, Luo Wei hardened his softened heart.
"Do you still want to do that now? Are you still going to be stubborn?"
He only received silence in response.
"Tilis, Tilis?"
Tilis's eyes grew even dimmer, allowing him to shake her like a broken rag doll.
"Snap out of it!" Luo Wei gripped her frail shoulders, forcing her to face him.
Tilis looked at Luo Wei in a daze, then, as if exhausting all her strength, she laughed bitterly.
"I'm not wrong."
"You are wrong!" Luo Wei's anger immediately ignited.
Why was this girl so stubborn?
Tilis's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head in avoidance, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm not wrong, the world is wrong, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong..."
"You still say you're not wrong?" Luo Wei laughed in exasperation, "Look at you now, if your teacher saw you like this, how disappointed would she be?"
When Usoma was mentioned, Tilis's emotions finally showed a trace of fluctuation.
She looked sorrowful, her lips murmuring.
"Teacher, would she be disappointed..."
"Would she be disappointed..."
"Of course she would!" Luo Wei clenched her wrist, "Don't you believe it? Ask her yourself!"
The scene changed, and Tilis widened her eyes again.
She stared in astonishment at what unfolded before her. On the clean ground, was a pile of foul-smelling flesh, her teacher's corpse.
This was the moment when Usoma opened the door, the day that made her despair about the world.
"No, no! I don't want to see! I don't want to see!!" Tilis hugged her head, trying to break free from Luo Wei's grip.
"You have to see!" Luo Wei dragged her back ruthlessly.
He had to do this. This was the final step of the plan, the most crucial one!
Tilis needed to wake up! She couldn't go on like this!
Tilis heard strange rustling sounds, coming from the ground, from her teacher's remains.
She opened her eyes in terror.
Usoma's flesh moved, gathered, gradually taking shape, and finally reappeared as her original form.
She looked at Tilis expressionlessly, a sight straight out of a horror movie.
"Teacher, you... you're alive?" Tilis looked at Usoma with both fear and joy.
Even if her appearance was terrifying, she was still her teacher, one of the two people she cared about most in the world.
"Teacher..."
Usoma kept staring at Tilis in silence, her complex emotions making Tilis hesitate and not dare to step forward.
"Teacher, what do you want to tell me...?"
"Teacher?"
Usoma finally spoke, gazing at Tilis, she deeply sighed.
"Disappointment."
"Tilis, I am truly disappointed in you."
"Disappointment?" Tilis didn't want to hear this term the most.
She immediately lost control, screaming hysterically.
"Disappointment! Why would you be disappointed!!"
"I've done things you couldn't! I've gone further than you! Why are you disappointed in me!"
"Tilis..." Usoma sighed, "You're even more stubborn than when you were a child. This path was already wrong, didn't I tell you that?"
"Dragging you into all this is my fault."
"If I hadn't chosen you, you might have lived a very ordinary but happy life."
"Teacher can no longer accompany you on this journey. My only hope now is for you to live well..."
"But look at you..."
She looked at Tilis, her tone full of sorrow.
"Look at yourself, this imperfect body, you might rot and die soon..."
"Do you understand what you're doing? Why would you become such a pitiful figure?"
"All teacher wants is for you to live well, don't go on, but you? You've failed teacher's trust, and I'm truly disappointed in you..."
Each word from Usoma struck Tilis's fragile heart directly, these disappointed accusations making it impossible for her to continue avoiding reality.
Tilis tore at her hair like a madman, screaming in agony hysterically.
"Ahh- Ahh- Ahhhh—!"
"I don't want to listen! Luo Wei! Make her leave! I really don't want to listen!!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
