MTL - Rebirth: Back To 1991 As the Richest Man - Chapter 2392 1 black hand

Anthony was an orphan and has been through the hard life filled with sufferingWorking twenty four hours a day with nothing to show for it.He prayed everyday for a better day but god seem to not hear himHe only read novels and other books in other to escape his harsh reality, because it was only in it he found solaceHe died one night on his way home from work after cursing god for the first time as a result of his frustration.He thought he would be heading to hell for cursing god.But a Unique being that even the universe couldn't fathom was intrigued with Anthony's soul.He decided to grant Anthony a wish after he had been through a hard lifeFollow Anthony as he vows to achieve whatever he couldn't in his past life.He shall stand above all with absolute powerAll tremble with just the mention of his name

Three thousand years of bowing down to the Demon Lord, I would rather be a mortal than a celestial being when looking back, but for her I will… become one who controls life and death!

Su An was thrown into a world of quick transmigration by his suitor, who attempts to approach him with a different identity.

Hidden dangers can not be prevented, but fortunately, with sweet words and beauty, Su An has won the love of the big bosses from each world.

An indifferent painter suffering from mental illness, a flirtatious bandit young master from a wealthy family, a demon monk with powerful martial arts skills…

To Su An’s surprise: Every big boss is poking my appetite!

The big bosses who got hooked up: …

They all gave a meaningful smile.

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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!”