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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"Being soaked in nourishment liquid, it seems to have entered a dormant state and stopped developing." Black Hand responded.


"However, there's something I need to mention. Just now, when I was releasing Dionysus's Dark Star, I discovered that this Iron Man Puppet wasn't combat personnel; it's more like bait, seemingly connected to some existence in time," Hercules hesitated for a moment before speaking.


"A world that cannot accommodate the Transcendent?" Hecate was piqued.


"Dionysus, that move was truly powerful. Perhaps, even Zeus might be killed by me... cough, well, I never intended to kill the King of Gods," Hercules said excitedly.


"Hmm, filled with Dead Silence, even Chaos Chaos would be eroded into a common person in time," Qin Muye said absently.


Chapter 297: Dionysus's Dark Star