Yo, the second-in-command of the Asura Sect, Death God Lin Chen!
Raphael gripped his long blade tightly, his eyes locked on the young man standing before him—far too young, yet exuding a deadly aura.
A cruel smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
He didn’t know much about Lin Chen, only that he was someone he couldn’t look down on.
But judging from the fact that Lin Chen just blocked his strike, his strength was no joke!
Lin Chen, leave this to me. You’re no match for him.
King Qinguang struggled to stand, his voice low and heavy.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he coughed violently.
Over the years, though he and Lin Lan appeared to be at odds on the surface, in truth, he had always treated the house lord Lin Lan like his own sister.
Naturally, he regarded Lin Chen as his own flesh and blood.
If Lin Chen died at Raphael’s hands, he wouldn’t have the face to face Lin Lan in the afterlife.
Still so full of pride, huh? Can you even stand?
Lin Chen retorted mercilessly.
It wasn’t an empty taunt—King Qinguang’s internal injuries were severe, and just managing to stand was already a struggle. Fighting on was out of the question.
Wang Baiyu, King Qinguang leaves you in charge. Don’t let me down.
Lin Chen said, looking toward a young man of similar age among the crowd from the Underworld.
Wang Baiyu had grown up alongside him, enduring ten grueling years of the Underworld’s merciless devilish training together.
Su Xue’er was also from their cohort.
Wang Baiyu helped King Qinguang to his feet, then looked at Lin Chen with a grave expression.
Don’t try to be a hero, you idiot. You haven’t changed a bit in seven or eight years—still so infuriating.
Dying at Raphael’s hands would be well deserved. How on earth did Su Xue’er end up liking this guy?
Surveying the battlefield littered with corpses, Lin Chen’s gaze turned icy cold.
The Shaliel surprise attack was executed with utmost caution, leaving no trace—by the time they learned of the plan, it was already too late.
Luckily, they arrived just in time. Otherwise, the entire Underworld would have been wiped out.
Vulture, Hornet, you two take down Lin Chen. I’ll finish off King Qinguang.
Raphael brandished his long blade, his voice cold and menacing.
Compared to Lin Chen, it was King Qinguang’s head that was the real prize.
Slash!
Before the two Heaven assassins could even get close—
They were engulfed in a fierce gale, blood spraying everywhere as they collapsed simultaneously.
Raphael’s eyes narrowed as he prepared to strike King Qinguang.
Looks like they’re not up to the task.
Lin Chen’s hand summoned a swirling azure gale as he spoke calmly.
The entire Underworld’s warriors were left dumbfounded by the scene.
Those were two SS-ranked assassins—Vulture and Hornet—renowned worldwide.
And they were just wiped out in an instant!
Is this really Lin Chen?
Wang Baiyu was stunned.
Once upon a time, this guy couldn’t even master basic energy techniques, and now he was effortlessly slaughtering SS-ranked assassins and facing off alone against Raphael, the top Heaven expert.
And what about him? He was hailed as the Underworld’s greatest prodigy, content to linger under King Qinguang’s shadow.
In retrospect, he was nothing but a frog in a well.
Unknowingly, the one he had always looked down on—the kid with little strength but a knack for messing with his mind—had become someone he could barely hope to catch.
Good. Kid, you’ve just made me angry.
Raphael’s gaze darkened, coldly locking onto Lin Chen.
Zhoushan.
The King of Hell was wounded in the waist, but his eyes still burned brightly, and the long staff in his hand radiated a terrifying aura.
Kirupa and his two companions dared not make a rash move.
Scoundrels, resorting to a sneak attack.
The King of Hell glared at the three of them in fury.
His two soul captors were the strongest among them, but now one was dead and the other injured, lacking the strength to continue fighting.
Now he was wounded as well, facing three opponents alone—it was indeed a tough situation.
A sly smile curled at the corner of Arye’s mouth as he said cheerfully, “We are assassins; sneak attacks are our specialty. Facing multiple enemies alone is nothing to be ashamed of.”
“I can handle it myself!”
Armor Demon said coldly, twisting his neck, his face filled with murderous intent as he stared at the King of Hell.
Kirupa hefted his greatsword and laughed, “Let’s go together. Shaliel is already preparing the victory banquet.”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
High above in the sky, a black dot slowly descended.
Whether from the Underworld or Heaven, everyone was stunned.
It was a helicopter!
More than a dozen warriors jumped out of the cabin.
And there was one person who was thrown out.
“Yo, yo, yo, the final battle’s already halfway through—are we late?”
“The boss has been hiding in vain; the fight’s already half over.”
A group of diverse figures strode into the battle circle.
Neither the warriors of the Underworld nor those of Heaven could help but give way.
These were all infamous assassins.
Leading the charge was a cowboy—gunslinger Kevin.
Behind him, wielding a three-section staff, was the ruthless Kim Jung-ho.
Kirupa and the others’ expressions shifted slightly.
The Asura Sect!
Among them, Kevin and Kim Jung-ho were the strongest.
But the one who truly made him feel pressured was the kid who had been thrown from the helicopter.
That guy was the strongest!
This was an instinct honed from thirty years of bitter fighting—an instinct that never failed.
The King of Hell raised an eyebrow, showing a look of surprise.
“Are these people from the Asura Sect?”
“What a restless sleep—my waist aches all over.”
Bai Xiu opened his eyes, frowned, stretched his shoulders, and stood up from the beach.
Qin Shan, holding a cannon hammer, picked his nose and said, “Dachao threw him.”
Liu Dachao, furious, leapt up and delivered an iron palm strike to Qin Shan’s chest, “You’re talking nonsense!”
Kim Jung-ho looked at Bai Xiu and said in somewhat clumsy Daxia language, “Boss Bai, how shall we divide the spoils?”
Bai Xiu somehow pulled out two short guns and combined them into a long spear.
“Whatever works. They only have three strong guys anyway.”
His still-sleepy eyes fixed on Kirupa and his two companions, he said calmly, “Let’s all go in together.”
Qiushan Island.
“This guy really is tough; we two don’t even need to get involved,”
Kamel said, looking at the bound King of Equality with disdain curling his lips.
King of Equality was the weakest, usually handling internal affairs of the Underworld—she was easily beaten by Kamel alone.
Metatron looked at the Underworld warriors, whose eyes revealed panic, and a cold-blooded smile crept across his heavily wrinkled face: “Slaughter all the remaining warriors.”
The assassins of Heaven prepared to strike.
At that moment, a huge figure suddenly leapt from the calm sea.
A majestic beast, looking neither like a wolf nor a dog, stirred crystalline waves as it jumped out of the water.
Behind it, there seemed to be a handsome young man with his fists wrapped in bandages.
“One beast for each of us,”
Fang Jueming spoke up.
Hongtian wore a defiant, unruly expression and said arrogantly, "I'm not even human, so I'll leave everything to you."
Fang Jueming:
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
