The Lord of Taibai Water

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

"Phew~ It's really difficult to handle such a big project alone. Luckily, my 'speak and follow' ability is somewhat helpful. Otherwise, I'd literally be chipping away with my bare hands for a month."


Qin Muye looked at the gigantic device. He had developed it by imitating an ancient weapon used by the Yin Mountain Lord and combining various Shadow Systems. It was meant for processing the meteorite and for the subsequent separation of the Shadow Realm.


As for the Evangelical Spirit Monster, he had sent it back. The group annihilation engine on it had become increasingly terrifying, and had it stayed any longer, it would have perished entirely.


As time passed, his human teammates also suffered incessant natural and man-made disasters. Whether it was power struggles or various calamities like droughts, floods, and snowstorms, there hadn't been a pause—it was as though they would not rest until humanity was destroyed.


Chapter 263: Capture, Solving Half of the Main Quest