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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"But what exactly does the other party intend to do? Such intense mental disturbances aren't a good thing for ordinary people."


"Conceptualization, eh? It really is a magical power."


"It feels to me like... a desperate final stand?"


"Quite decisive, but since we can't catch them, it's just a large spiritual field for now."


"It's just that the person is gone and left too little inheritance behind. I didn't get anything, which is a pity."


"Without a self and unable to connect with a larger part, it can only stand by now."


"Oh, it's not tentacles, it's a mind network."


"The high priority of survival and reproduction divine positions is somewhat beyond my imagination," Qin Muye said with a slightly solemn expression.


"Although it's only a part, it's a complete and independent individual, quite perfect!"


Chapter 468: Seizure, A Part of the 8th Tier