My Joker System: From Low Mana Trash to the Mightiest Wizard! - Chapter 120: Unreal

A group of dragons are watching “Game of Thrones” day and night

High Elf and Druid are in tears after watching “Hachi: A Dog’s Tale”

Humans​ and Dwarfs are greatly spending money on “Hearthstone”

Even the god personally arrived in the mortal world to read “Sherlock Holmes” novels.

Eventually, a great Druid has started a “pick and drop” business, all Dwarfs and gnomes have joined for the construction of internet stores.

A cultural invasion in different world from earth!

Transmigrating to the disciples of the Demon Sect, and relying on the skill modifier to become a giant of the Demon Dao.

[Detected the technique “Blood Nerve”, relying on devouring blood to practice]

[Side effects: easily affected by the spirit contained in the blood, becoming bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty, mad, and even brain dead]

[Please wait a moment, the system is being modified…]

[Ding! The modification is complete, and the side effects are cancelled]

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She breaks all the rules.When master thief Xavier Valentine died, he caught the attention of Calypso, the Goddess of Reincarnation who turned death into her personal gameshow. But rather than simply send him to a new life, she made an unprecedented choice:She followed him in.Now trapped in a world of magic until seven Primordial Gates are cleared, Calypso and Xavier form an unlikely alliance. He needs to level up to survive. She needs entertainment to stay sane. The prestigious Catalyst Academy needs them to stop causing chaos for five minutes.They're probably going to disappoint everyone.In a world where dungeons hold divine secrets and ancient gates lead to untold power, one thing is certain:This goddess isn't letting her favorite soul leave her alone.

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.