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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"Rank 5? It seems their strength really is uneven, more exploratory than the first round of fighting," Qin Muye immediately realized that the strength of these oddly shaped members of the Insect Race was only Rank 5, not the Rank 7 he had anticipated.


"Right, let's get moving," Qin Muye's voice came through the Magic Network.


"Phantom Divine Artifact Equipment overload loading complete!"


"Thunderbolt Divine Artifact Equipment overload loading complete!"


"Targeting complete!" Plague also had quite a bit of psychological pressure, though he didn't have to worry about missing his target, since the Titan's Arrow in the form of Thunderbolt Divine Artifact Equipment granted him guaranteed hits, and the Phantom Divine Artifact Equipment allowed his attacks to be unhindered by distance or obstacles.


Chapter 359: Black Hole Transit Strike System