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?

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"A Rank 7 server, from what we peered at earlier, doesn't seem to have many Rank 7s—only about seven total. Although there might be some hidden Rank 7s lurking, it shouldn't be a big deal."


"As for the invasion of the Insect Race? It's the Demon Worms from the western Exotic Realm of the Great Nether Dynasty—proper members of the Insect Race…"


"Once I've collected some data on this world's Warlock System, I'm going to wipe out those Intelligent Machines first."


"Plus, do these four crises look a bit familiar? Surely they aren't knock-offs?"


"High-ranking demons refer to the three Great Demons of greed, hatred, and delusion in the Spirit Realm, a dimension slightly higher than ours, or rather, in a Different Space."


"And there's the ridiculous Emperor Shen You; not even Long Aotian is as absurd as this."


Chapter 273: Long-Term Activity, The Four Great Cataclysms Proceed in Order