MTL - Thunder Martial - v2 Chapter 2217 cost

[Warning! Contains sex scenes, lemons and perverted MC. Read at your own risk.]Rain, a typical young master, led a fine life, enjoying power and status.But once confronted by the hero, Rain suffered a crushing defeat. Unable to accept this reality, he continued to confront him, not knowing that he was doomed to defeat from the start.Eventually, when Rain had lost everything he held dear and was in the depths of despair, the fog in his head cleared and he realized.“What the fuck am I doing?”“Why am I not using my brain and d*ck to defeat the hero?”After that, Rain found his own way to crush the hero...----What about the story?{Milfs, A lot of Netori and Stealing, Large harem, Oyakodon, Mature Women, Virgins, Yandere, Twins, Waifu of different races, Beast girls, Dragons, Elves, Succubbs, Demons, Goddesses, and lots of other cultural stuff}Of course, No Ntr, No Yuri.And what about the Main Character?{Highly Possessive, Shameless, Genius, Knows what he Wants and Gets it}

Wang Xiao was compelled to descend from the mountain by his master, with his intrinsic energy cloistered, and a lovely woman erroneously believing him to be her betrothed. In a bid to safeguard his mistakenly assigned fiancée, he resolved to remain in the school teeming with enchanting beauties. With the same intent to defend his intended, he managed to transform the currents of power within the city.

Can't a man maintain his dignity while preparing for the end of the world? Is that too much to ask?

The Tower was all I knew... all any of us knew, and just like that, it was gone. Monsters the likes of which I'd never seen ravaged the land of my ancestors. They burst through the outer walls and stormed the city. No one could have been ready for that. But now... Now I have a second chance.

After the collapse of the known world, I woke up to find myself on the First Floor of the Tower. I was young and healthy, 18 again, and sitting in the same classroom that marked the worst days of my life. Confused and excited, I accepted this gift, deciding to use my vast knowledge of the future to climb the Tower in preparation for the end of the world.

Maybe I'll help some folks along the way? Who knows. Survival comes first.

The clock is ticking, and I'm left with only a century to build a Deck powerful enough to survive the end. Things to do... What's first? I need Essence, and I need power. I'll have to climb the Tower to acquire both of these. Some of the zealots will try to stop me, need to look out for those. What if-

“Hey, kid! Hand over the pouch or-”

Stab

Sorry, where was I? Ah... there's a spot of blood on my suit. What a lousy morning.

In this world of blood and fantasy, century-old Rowan Wilder has to not only survive, but thrive as he powers his way to the top of the Tower. The Demonic Plague that has twisted the creatures on the upper Floors is the least of his worries. Cane in hand and Summons by his side, he'll have to tear his way through the monsters, as well as the humans who want to stop his ascent. Of course, he can maintain a sense of decorum while he faces these trials, right?

She has been drawn into the life of the phoenix, such fate – “The Emperor Swallow”, but few days later she married the Prime Minister; she possesses beauty that overthrows cities and ruins states but also has a talented and virtuous mind, yet her husband is deeply in love with the Emperor’s doted consort. On their wedding night, his face filled with guilt, says to her: Apart from love, I can give you anything……

Though deep in nobility, her life is not monotonous, to pick up the new number one scholar from within the imperial palace, to rescue the Nu clan’s prince in the back alleys, and with the young general falling off the cliff, with the Emperor engaging in a battle of wits over the inner palace…….

Many men were unable to conquer her beauty and wisdom, yet when trying to win the beauty, they cannot let go of their plundering desires in lust for power. Within the imperial court, there is an underlying turbulence of disputing fronts. On the battlefield, there is the slaughtering of armoured cavalry……the tender grace of a beauty, hearts fuelled with lust for power, which is it that is the burial of such heroes?

Troubled times since the war, they survive in this strife, fighting to dominate this world, seizing the beauty that overthrows cities and ruin states……

The world, because of this beauty, is in chaos; but who is it that this beauty charmingly smiles at?