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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"Ah, this ... It really turns out the chat channel is based on the territory system, not the Lord system, I can't believe I can still use it, it's odd indeed," Qin Muye commented.


"But there's a bit of good news, although activation failed, it's enough to prove that the birth of Divinity is related to faith, just a pity that in terms of public opinion, the Divine Church has very tight control."


"Indeed, the indescribable pollution of mine is a bit too severe, the faith activation in the Abyss Demon Net sandbox failed..."


"It's a shame this world doesn't have the Alien Clan, only humans, otherwise there would be so many more possibilities, especially with the Elf God, I kind of miss him."


"Let the Dark Hand arrange it, capture a couple more Divine ones."


Chapter 420: Ownership of the Soul