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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"We need to pressure him, or else who knows when we'll get our hands on that Divine Artifact."


"Once the War God goes mad, we'll toss him into the Main Material Plane, then add fuel to the fire."


"The right of soul ownership is truly versatile, I didn't even expect it could form a terminal through a core similar to the rules and then diversify."


"Clearly, some Great Nobles are behind this, stirring the pot."


"How strange, why hasn't the Crape Myrtle Immortal been bought yet? Do they really plan to go to the mat with me?" Qin Muye checked the auction house daily, the materials were still listed, it seemed they weren't giving up.


Chapter 446: Artificial Tool - The State of Faith