The death of Sadokiel sent shockwaves through the entire base.
The leader of Heaven, one of the twelve SSS-ranked powerhouses bearing the title of Angel, had fallen!
This was a massive blow to the entire world of assassins.
Under the cold, silvery moonlight, a bald head gleamed as the light draped over it like a thin veil.
The man stood there like a war god, a black sword gripped firmly in his hand.
Mikawa Nako licked her fingers, her eyes filled with a sickly obsession.
This man wasn’t just charismatic—his strength was downright terrifying!
An Yi, holding the Dragonfang Demonic Sword, glanced at Mikawa Nako out of the corner of his eye, feeling a headache coming on.
He was almost certain his cover had been blown.
During his fight with Sadokiel, the techniques he’d displayed had nothing to do with the Ninja Alliance—absolutely nothing!
Now, how was he supposed to deal with this woman?
"Is Ito Jiro really that strong?" a killer couldn’t help but whisper.
Silence fell over the crowd.
Ito Jiro?
No, absolutely impossible!
No one believed that the utterly unremarkable bald man from Izumo could possess such overwhelming power.
Slaying the leader of Heaven single-handedly?
That was the pinnacle of combat prowess in the world!
The gunslinger Kevin smirked.
Then, he slammed his palm on the table, drawing everyone’s attention, before sweeping up all the cash spread across it.
"Since I was the only one who bet 2,000 on the Boss, all this money is mine!"
In an instant, the deathly silent hall erupted into chaos as the crowd went wild.
"Bullshit! You never bet on the Boss!"
"Fuck off! This is my money, mine!"
"Pin him down!"
"I propose we use this as the Raksha fund—for booze!"
"Go to hell, you didn’t even place a bet!"
Netherworld.
The scent of blood—thick, pungent—filled the grand hall.
"Ahhh!"
A one-legged, blood-soaked gatekeeper screamed as a halberd pierced his throat, its icy tip protruding from the other side.
With a flick, blood sprayed through the air.
The gatekeeper fell dead.
A tall man with short gray hair and a crimson cape stood at the forefront of the hall.
His cold, murderous eyes swept the room as he strode inside.
Behind him, a group of fighters clad in Netherworld’s distinctive uniforms filed in, lining up in formation.
"King Chujiang, this is the Lord’s territory. What is the meaning of this?"
An elderly man, gripping a staff, glared at the towering figure and demanded answers.
"Judicial Officer, are you truly ignorant, or are you feigning ignorance?"
King Chujiang stared at him coldly.
The Judicial Officer’s eyes dimmed.
The power struggle within Netherworld had been ongoing for years.
Ever since Lin Lan had seized the throne, King Chujiang had been the most vocal in his dissent.
Thus began over a decade of covert and overt conflict.
But he never imagined King Chujiang would actually resort to an open coup.
"King Chujiang, have you lost your mind?! These are troubled times—do you truly wish to destroy Netherworld?"
The Judicial Officer’s aged face was lined with wrinkles, his entire hand trembling with fury.
King Chujiang remained indifferent. "Lin Lan, a woman with no real power, has held the reins of Netherworld for years. Do you really think our people can tolerate this?"
"The Lord’s achievements speak for themselves! Time and again, she has turned the tide, guiding Netherworld to where it stands today. And now you question her worthiness?" the Judicial Officer roared.
A middle-aged man with a gaunt face and a crimson cape chuckled. "How amusing! A scheming woman has no right to rule. If King Chujiang were in charge, he’d undoubtedly surpass her."
The Judicial Officer’s expression darkened when he saw the crimson cape.
It was the mark of the Ten Yama Kings.
On the back of this man’s cape, two characters were embroidered: "Samsara."
One of the Ten Yama Kings—King Wheel-Turner!
Before the Judicial Officer could react, two more men in crimson capes appeared at the hall’s entrance, stepping forward with casual greetings.
"Judicial Officer, long time no see."
"King Songdi… King Biancheng…"
Horror flashed across the Judicial Officer’s face. "You… You have no right to bear the titles of the Ten Yama Kings of Great Xia! You disgrace five thousand years of our legacy!"
Four Yama Kings staging a coup—they had come prepared!
Gripping his staff, the Judicial Officer snarled, "As long as I live, I won’t let you pass—"
Slash!
A halberd swept horizontally, and a grizzled head tumbled to the ground, blood splattering.
The Judicial Officer’s body collapsed with a thud.
King Chujiang retracted his halberd, gazing at the grand, ancient-style palace. "Kill them all. Whoever captures Lin Lan will be richly rewarded!"
Netherworld fighters drew their blades and charged into the hall.
King Chujiang smirked, polishing the ring on his finger.
Ten years.
A decade of meticulous planning had led to this moment.
Finally, it was time to reap the rewards.
King Songdi grinned. "It hasn’t been easy, enduring that woman’s oppression for over ten years. But now, our time has come."
"Hah! I’ve been lusting after her for a decade. When we catch her, I get first dibs!" King Biancheng licked his lips with a cruel grin.
"Report!"
A Netherworld fighter rushed forward, voice trembling. "My lord… the main hall is… empty!"
"Empty?!"
King Chujiang’s eyes turned icy as he stared at the Judicial Officer’s severed head.
Lifting his foot, he stomped down.
Crunch.
The skull shattered, blood splashing.
"King Chujiang, this wasn’t part of the plan!" King Songdi’s gaze turned hostile.
He knew Lin Lan’s methods all too well. If they didn’t eradicate her completely, she would return with vengeance—and it would mean their doom.
The Ghost Marshals, Ghost Kings, and Netherworld’s elite forces were all under her command.
They had taken this risk only because King Chujiang had assured them of success.
Yet this was the outcome?!
"Lin Lan… you cunning witch."
King Chujiang’s eyes narrowed, his expression growing increasingly ruthless.
She had seen through his coup and orchestrated a silent retreat.
"King Chujiang, you owe us an explanation!" King Biancheng roared, his voice laced with fury—and fear of Lin Lan.
In an instant, the halberd reversed its swing!
King Biancheng’s pupils contracted as he leaped back, a gash splitting his cheek.
As a late-stage Void Realm expert, such a sneak attack wouldn’t kill him.
"What the hell are you doing, King Chujiang?!" King Songdi drew his twin tridents, glaring in outrage.
King Chujiang turned, his lips curling into a devilish smile.
"Call me… Michael."
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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!"
