MTL - Big Time 1958 - Chapter 970 busy sheloff

Greed, envy, anger, gluttony, lust, sloth, prideThe 'Black Book' records seven sources of sin, which are also seven steps to ascend to godhoodOnce, I thought there would always be one sin suitable for meBut I never expectedEvery volume of the twelve military letters bears my name!

Cultivation destroyed, eyes poisoned blind and robbed of her status in the household?Luo Qingtong narrows her eyes and sneers, “Bring it on! Let me teach you a lesson!”A 24th Century Supreme Vision Master transmigrates to become the incapacitated genius daughter of the Marquis Household in a lower-class country.With a pair of powerful blood-red eyes armed with the ability to appraise treasures, see through things, heal, poison and break through defenses... She is invincible!A spirit and martial arts cultivator, an expert in weapons and medicine, a master in controlling beasts and deploying formations...She is the embodiment of the ultimate supremacy and unrivaled arrogance!Never does she expect to get involved with a person who is even more wicked than her. From then on, it becomes a game of I-run-you-catch. When you kill someone, I’ll hand you the knife.Together, let’s wreak havoc in the world!

This isn't just a game for me, it's a fckin war! And I will conquer it, no matter what…… I'm coming for it all!A wild journey of a boy from Japan named Haruma Kusaka, who hates Football the most… Yet is obsessed with winning everything that exists in this game, creating a legacy that no one can ever match.

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.

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He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.

While looking forward to his new life, he died again.

And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.

Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says so, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.

However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.

Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.

Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.

As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.

Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?

However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.

Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.

The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.

And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.