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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"Tier 8 is indeed a bit too forced, especially one that resembles a BOSS template of Tier 8."


"Black Hand, make sure everyone is vigilant. Don't stop using Reconnaissance Skill. The moment the enemy forms a unit, focus fire immediately."


"Black Hand, notify the soul summoning department to enter the Main Material Plane and transform all those corpses into Skeleton Soldiers," Qin Muye chose to focus on resource recovery rather than inspecting immediately.


"There's no use for it, just crush it to death."


"If you don't come out, I can't guarantee you'll die this suffocating death. You could've played hide and seek with me for a couple more days," Qin Muye didn't care about these things.


"Abandoning the flesh and transforming into a pure Spiritual Body is indeed a perfect performance."


Chapter 470: Twilight of the Gods, The Fall of the Cradle Mother Goddess