The Lord of Taibai Water

Gu Shanhai witnessed this great world of numerous heavens and discarded his third life. 
The gods of the human realm forged an eternal utopia with blood and fire. 
The King of the Red Dragon led his knights, patrolling the never-setting empire. 
The scholar, with a smile and a sword stroke, depicted thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, while monsters opened their eyes and stretched forth claws, giving birth to all manners of demons.
...
'Everyone here is a player; you can't call me abnormal just because I haven't been digitized, right?'

I Don't Agree to the Terms

The sound of the explosion erupted; flames, frost, Holy Light, deadly poison, and corrosion blossomed instantaneously, accompanied by bursts of healing spells. The players of the Pantheon Club were caught completely off guard, and in an instant, they were blasted into a state of shock.


After being inflicted with a wave of negative passive skills and permanent negative states from the healing spells, they all collapsed to the ground, incapable of moving.


Although they were equipped with various gears and skills for protection, Gu Shanhai's strength far exceeded that of the Pantheon players. Hardly a few among them had professions. Their equipment and skills were decent but totally ineffective against the explosive aura of Gu Shanhai's Mana and the healing of his spells.


Moreover, Gu Shanhai had foreseen their landing spot through Prophetic Divination and had planted a precise amount of explosive devices there in preparation.


Chapter 92: The Club of Gods_3