MTL - Deity of the Emperor - v3 Chapter 3608 Do you still have the means?

The young man living in a frontier mining village, Elliott, lived in estrangement there.

The reason was because he carried the blood of the Demon Race, and had an unusual face, with two small horns growing from it.

Several years after his mother – his only family – died, a young woman who called herself an acquaintance of her mother’s came to visit, and once she knew of Elliott’s existence, displayed the traits of a succubus, and whispered thus:

“From now on you will ravish many women, steal many lives, and trample over the world, you shall dominate. But to start … you will dominate me, violate me, please”.

Unable to wield a sword, nor kill his opponents with magic, the mixed-blood young man who could only grant a slight bit of magic into matter, used information, tools, and traps, repelling enemies, ravishing women, making them submit and fall into demonhood, and dominated them, surviving in a ruined world.

This is the story of the young man who was the Lord of the perilous place of fear, one that never allows a guest to leave, the “Man-Eating Dungeon”, and the women whose lives had been derailed by him.

Reborn into the Lin Family of the cultivator clan, with system notifications at handAll sorts of opportunities followed one after another, and all kinds of calamities and dangers did not touch himLeading the family, step by step, they ascended to the gates of immortality.[Mortal Flow][Family Clan Flow][Beast Taming]

Living for the sole aim of escaping!

‘Light of Rusbella’ was a depressing romance novel.

Wishing for a new life, Asili Rosé was reborn as the daughter of the 8th wife of the Estrian Emperor.

She thought she was born with a golden spoon, but it was actually just a gilded spoon?

Once she realized that nothing but ruin awaited, she found a diary foreshadowing the future…

It foretold Asili’s death by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor!

…Let’s try to survive first.

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“What can I do for my elder brother?”

“Well.”

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Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips.

“Call my name.”

“…”

My head quickly snapped up.

“Call me… Amoru.”

His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.