Runemaster in the Last Days - Chapter 24: Meditating (2)

In the era of surging big pirates, pirates are evil? Is the navy justice?

The green pheasant seals the sea, the yellow monkey turns on the lights, and the red dog ignites!

Backed by the three major admirals of the navy, the captain of the Destiny Pirates, the legendary fisherman, the veteran card dog, and the new Pirate Emperor Cui Ze Fite said, of course—

Victory is justice!

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When Kim Seojin opened his eyes, he found himself three hundred years in the future.In the last three hundred years, humanity went through a lot of changes. Science had developed, cities became more modern, and space travel became a reality. But all of that came at a cost.The world had become a plaything of gods. Every year, humans were selected to represent their race in a devilish game, all for the entertainment of the gods.Kim Seojin was one of the thousand people selected in a timeline where he didn't belong.There was one more person. A Regressor burdened with the memories of countless failed timelines and the knowledge of the destruction to come, was also a part of the game…

Syn, a dedicated guard in service to the ninth-in-line princess of a vast space station called “kingdom”, finds his life turned upside down when their ship is suddenly attacked by space pirates. Amid the chaos, Syn is shocked to discover that the leader of the pirates is someone from his past—a person he knows all too well.# Has femdom elements.

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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