7th Demon Prince Jilbagias' Chronicle of Demon Kingdom Toppling - Chapter 89.2 - Price of Sin

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!

In his past life, Yang Chen was a gentle person who was oppressed for his whole life.

Now that he’s reborn, he chose to become an executioner and severs ties and grudges with his executioner’s blade, killing all that climb onto the Immortal Executioner’s Platform!

Heads will roll! Humans’ in the human realm, demons’ in the demon realm, devils’ in the devil realm and immortals’ in the immortal realm!

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[Time Travel + Pocket Dimension + Strong Female Lead + Happy Ending + Both Pure]Jiang Ning thought that someone like her, with hands stained by blood, was destined for hell after death.Unexpectedly, upon her demise, her soul traversed to another world, where she encountered a kind-hearted and handsome scholar who brought her home.This scholar was perfect in every way: he could write, paint, style hair, sew clothes, and even tell her after she had killed someone, “Jiang Ning, this isn’t who you’re meant to be.”……Liu Ming’an thought that someone like him, all alone in the world, accustomed to solitude, would remain lonely for life.Unexpectedly, a chance glance in a crowd stirred his compassion, leading him to bring home a battered young woman.This young woman was perfect in every way: she could cook, earn money, catch thieves, fight, and even solemnly promise him, “Liu Ming’an, I will protect you!”……Gentleness collides with indifference, darkness encounters warm sunlight.“You are my redemption!”“You are my good fortune!”

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”

A legendary powerhouse of his generation, tired of the bustle of the peak, returned to the ordinary city and started a new life as an ordinary teacher. He wrote the legend in the city.

Magnificent mountains and rivers, the rising powerful ones. Some ancient martial art masters stood at the peak, becoming legendary. Some financial crocodiles rose up in the minuscule places, laughing arrogantly.

However, watching the school beauties was better than fighting and killing; educating was better than fighting for fame.

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