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?

One by one, the Terminators abruptly stopped in their tracks, their bodies erupting with flashes of lightning before they instantly collapsed and turned into liquid metal.


The Funeral Bell Weapon System was officially deployed on the battlefield, and just as it was turned on, all Terminators, whether level 7 or level 8, could not escape the fate of being rendered immobile due to the destruction of their magnetic field.


The destruction was not limited to the magnetic field rotation system of the Terminators themselves but also extended to all their hardware and signal systems.


Previously, these Terminators were under the unified control of SkyNet, with extremely powerful capabilities in computation, logic, and other aspects. However, once they were covered by the Funeral Bell Weapon System, their signals were distorted by magnetic fields, turning what was once the internet into a mere LAN.


Chapter 343: Heaven is Three Feet High