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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"However, I'm quite curious as to why you didn't follow to the Horror Universe, considering your current situation, you must have been sitting on the cold bench for many years," Qin Muye also said with some curiosity.


"Of course, I've been recently cultivating, and my strength is much more powerful than before," Hercules flexed his muscles and said.


"Hmm, at that time, to counteract the Terminator's magnetic field rotation, it was just a single move. Cultivation was only a byproduct. Forming a complete system would take some time, at least until I can free up some space in my schedule," Qin Muye didn't make excuses and directly stated the truth to avoid misunderstanding.


"Hmm, you are a descendant of Hades, why do you get along so well with Hercules?" Prometheus asked with some curiosity.


Chapter 339: Foresight·Prometheus