I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats - Chapter 842 - 309: Emperor Sovereign, Emperor Sovereign, Emperor Sovereign [10,000 Words]_3

This novel is also known as Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Fifty years ago, the Dragon City traversed, the iron-blooded lone army, held high the flag of earth civilization, and faced the terror terror of the outside world.

Fifty years later, Meng Chao was born again and found that he could become stronger by making contributions.

Meng Chao vowed that at the beginning, he simply wanted to make a small contribution to this society, but he didn’t expect that he would turn the earth into… punching monsters, stepping on demons, tearing ancient gods, suppressing the alien world, conquering the stars, this It’s too fierce!

- Description from Qidian

For every God out there, there are about thousand shitty games in this world.

Bugs, Errors, Texture Collapses, Inconsistent Scenarios…… Those are the things that fill the players around the world with grief and remorse.

A certain boy who loves such shitty games decides to challenge a Godly game recognized by the general public for a change.

As a result, both the gaming world and the real world in which the boy is revolving begin to change. Still, the specs of the Godly game still fills the boy’s heart with dread.

「Are Encounter Rates like that really a common sense in Godly Games……?」

In a world fractured by conflict and haunted by shadows of the past, Kokushibo—the first Upper Moon demon—meets his end, only to awaken in a new life. Reincarnated as Crimson, a child born into a different family, he carries the memories of a past he cannot escape. Burdened by centuries of guilt yet indifferent to the present, he resigns himself to duty—until an unexpected bond with his newfound family begins to thaw his hardened heart. As he struggles between the weight of his past and the weight of the new life, Crimson must decide whether he will remain shackled to his former sins or embrace the possibility of peace.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.