MTL - Fatal Shot - Chapter 1284 Can you be violent?

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, that’s the Theron you think of, and Ajan Lor’themar is my younger brother. Don’t call me Daqiang, or I guarantee you will be beaten to three quarters to death. As a reliable time traveler, I will tell you responsibly, I… “Charlemagne, what are you muttering, today is the day when my younger brother will inherit the position of Ranger General, you don’t want to be used by Cirvanas and Vereesa Hurry up when the arrow hits your nostril.” “…Okay, my dear Alleria, here we go.” When the two walked away holding hands, an imperceptible figure appeared on the spot. “Brother, I wish you a happy Shura field.” I am Charlemagne Theron, I have led the people to participate in the orc war, defeated the ancient gods and the second fool, I also fought against the Burning Legion, and I have made contributions to Azeroth , I bring salt for myself. (PS: Don’t call me Daqiang, unless you want to grow an arrow from a certain key part behind you.) Book Friends Q Group 257692874

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Zorian is a teenage mage of humble birth and slightly above-average skill, attending his third year of education at Cyoria’s magical academy.

He is a driven and irritable young man, consumed by a desire to ensure his own future and free himself of the influence of his family, whom he resents for favoring his brothers over him. Consequently, he has no time for pointless distractions or paying attention to other people’s problems.

As it happens, time is something he is about to get plenty of. On the eve of the Cyoria’s annual summer festival, he is killed and brought back to the beginning of the month, just before he was about to take a train to Cyoria.

Suddenly trapped in a time loop with no clear end or exit, Zorian will have to look both within and without to unravel the mystery before him. And he does have to unravel it, for the time loop hadn’t been made for his sake and dangers lurk everywhere…

Repetition is the mother of learning, but Zorian will have to first make sure he survives to try again — in a world of magic, even a time traveler isn’t safe from those who wish him ill.

Lin Ke traversed to this world and, with the help of a system, utilized modern knowledge to farm and develop, claiming kingship and dominance.This is a world of professionals, a world of swords and magic, a world of bloodline inheritance, and a world of countless racial conflicts!One day, Lin Ke rode a bicycle with training wheels past the army, facing an endless enemy ahead.[Shield Warrior], [Arsonist], [Tree Shepherdess], [Wind Whisperer], [Thunder Sword Maiden], [Eternal Freeze Knight], [Voodoo Warlock]...Looking at the diverse group of followers behind him—tall, short, plump, thin, old, weak, sick, and disabled—Lin Ke laughed and raised his arm to call out: “[Workers]! Delivery [Knights]! [Scientists]! [Doctors]... Raise the flag of Azanen and charge with me!”Thus, amidst the eerie cries and howls of his followers, the history of the boundless planes was forever changed.

[Mature Content]

‘All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to’

He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his.

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When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE.

“What rules?” Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website.

# 4. No using cell phones.

# 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night.

The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore.

“This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil.” Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. “And no phone?”

“It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine,” said the girl in a serious tone. “Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here.”

With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand!