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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'Do they lack reverence, or are factions rampant in this Demon Soil?'


'Are they trying to intimidate us right from the start? Good.'


"Sigh, all right, I'll report back first," said the Deacon Spirit Monster, feeling helpless at these people's obsession with face.


"I never expected to see such grand city walls; it's truly beyond expectations," Zhao Jian'an said in surprise, as he had anticipated a scene of destruction.


"No need, we hail from the Great Nether Dynasty with mysterious magical treasures and world-renowned mystical skills to protect our bodies; a mere bit of Abyss Power is trivial to us," Bai Lv insisted, unwilling to show any weakness.


"The Abyss Power inside the city is even more intense, so maybe you should put it on after all," the Deacon Spirit Monster said, fearing the group might not make it to the reception area without protective gear.


Chapter 276: On How Misunderstandings Are Born