Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking - Chapter 658: Virtual Universe: The Dominant Human Race

He Huan transmigrated into an omega who had been divorced seven times.
He Huan: Someone got divorced because of lack of body fragrance?
As an acacia tree spirit, I have all the pheromones you want.

Then, all the Alphas who repented of the marriage before all knelt down and begged for reunion.
A certain chaebol: “Honey, give me one more chance, and I can get rid of all my lovers.”
A certain nobleman: “As long as you marry me, you can share my title, are you tempted?”
A certain general: “Which planet do you like, I will take it down for you.”
…
He Huan was so annoyed by being stalked that he randomly pulled a man on the street as a shield.
“New fiancé, let’s find out.”
Everyone knelt: “Your Majesty, Your Highness the Prince…”
He Huan: …
It seems that you have offended a big shot, why don’t you call off the engagement again?

PS:
1, 1vs1, HE
2. Sand glyphs, there is no logic, don’t use your brain, if you are serious, you will lose.
3. There are many private settings, don’t care about these details, just to make the crispy duck more delicious.

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Outer Sect Disciple Chen Yu, assimilates within his body a fiendgod heart.The heart, is the backbone of life, the human body’s fatal vital point. And it can be said that Chen Yu’s heart is actually his strongest defense point, and permits him to overtake demonic beasts, or divine beasts unlimited potential.Henceforth, he steps onto the stage and surges forth on a magnificent scale, in a heart-rending mysterious journey.Talented as a cloud, an unparalleled supreme talent.10,000 races glorious, cross boundary battles.Only my heart, eternal!

Shen Hua, the daughter of the Shen family that ran an embroidery business in Fengzhou, was pampered since she was a child. She had a pretty face and smooth, fair skin. Unfortunately, her body was weak, and she'd run out of breath after walking merely a few steps. She didn't have very long to live.The Shen family gradually faced its downfall, and her wedding was delayed again and again.Cui Yun, the eldest son of the Cui family, was a noble and stern man. He was entrusted to look after Shen Hua. Why not just marry her? He thought.Since Shen Hua reincarnated, she had focused all her attention on the embroidery business. She hoped to change her life and regain her former glory.When she heard about Cui Yun's decision to marry her, she fainted on the spot.After waking up, she turned him down with tears in her eyes. “I don't have very long to live. I don't want to waste your time.”Cui Yun was very considerate. “It's not a big deal. I know you feel touched, but there's no need to cry. Since you already depend on the Cui family, you might as well just become part of us. After you die from your sickness, I'll even hold a grand funeral for you.”Shen Hua felt hopeless. But I'm only pretending to be sick!***Cui Yun had many younger female cousins.Many of them had confessed their feelings for him, but he turned all of them down nonchalantly.“It's getting late. Please look after yourself.”Shen Hua had never met such a clueless man when it came to romance.One night, while she was on her way home, she took a shortcut and passed by the Cui family's courtyard. Cui Yun stopped her.He was standing near the entrance, and his sleeves danced to the wind.“It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and stay for a while?”

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”