Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength - Chapter 464 - 357: Strike, Strike Out_2

[One of the Best Harem Story on WN]

[#WPC320 #Villain_Theme Winner]

[Read only if you want a great plot, sweet romance, and a perfect harem without any forced development.]

[This novel is not where MC rules the plot and grows alone. The story belongs to mc and his spicy harem (girls).]

[Unique Yandere Girl, Nyla. You might love her personality, and find her very special.]

[Story would make sense as it progresses. I have avoided info dump and explained in a natural way to answer each question through the characters.]


In a parallel universe, Earth was invaded by nefarious Dhovrix two hundred years ago, Human had no choice but to fight them. Their strength paled in comparison and they lost even though they were greater in numbers.

However, the Human race made a breakthrough in technology and they were able to build a Portal that led them to the Land of Asuras where they found magic beasts. Killing them gave them super skills to contend against the Dhovrix race which had taken over one-third of the earth's region.

Dhovrix might start a war again anytime so Humans needed to be prepared. To save humanity, and not let Dhovrix's race steal more from the earth Human needed the power to face them.

Rio, a 16-year-old boy, was adopted by the Havenglow family and got his engagement broken by the Mailon family because he had no innate talent. He was sent to the land of Asuras for becoming strong but something happened that made him walk a path where he had to go against the humans.

Join this exciting journey of Rio, who marries the Asura Empress and goes against the human race to raise to power. Will he choose the dark side where his wife lives or will he choose his birthplace where he grew up?

As we all know, there is a force that must not be messed with in the Southern Region, thatched cottage.

Among them, the eldest disciple is the Qingyun Sword Master of the Southern Region, with a mastery of swordsmanship.

The second disciple, the Eternal Empress, leads an era.

The third disciple is a great Confucianist in the world, and the star of Wenqu came down to earth.

The fourth disciple, the reincarnation of the demon god, suppressed Jiuyou.

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Lu Changsheng: Me? I am nothing special, just their master.

It is the story of a young man who died and was reborn as a level 1 skeleton soldier in an underground world. Follow our protagonist as he struggles to survive in a foreign, RPG-like setting surrounded by danger and monsters. Watch as he levels up and overcomes all obstacles through sheer perseverance and wit, rising to prominence

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.