Summoners War: Only I Summoned Divine Beasts - Chapter 721: Brunhild’s New Strength

The second Ye Lulu transmigrates, she gives birth to three children on the spot.

One day, a villainess came to the orphanage.“I absolutely can’t stand children!”“How can someone my age have a child? It doesn’t make sense!”“What’s so great about these little creatures that tire you out all day long…”Setting aside her dislike for children…Somehow, after she arrived, the children started gaining weight.“It’s all because of the contract, you know?”That’s what she says.While personally feeding them sweets she made herself.

Tang Yu transmigrates into a modern urban novel as a wealthy second-generation villain. Each time he survives a segment of the plot, he earns a reward!He decides to lay low and survive until the very end! He starts by calling off an engagement to avoid getting killed by the Dragon King!However, everyone around him seems to be plotting against him, insisting on pulling him into conflict.Su Muyue: “You want to break off the engagement? No, you don't.”Father-in-law: “Who does Ye Chen think he is? My son-in-law can only be Tang Yu.”Bodyguard Captain: “Young Master Tang has been incredibly kind to me, I will kill the Dragon King for him.”No matter how much Tang Yu tries to stay out of the plot, someone always shows up to drag him back into the fray.To ensure his safety, Tang Yu has no choice but to defeat the Dragon King.

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.They were both the creators and the enders of stories.Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.“Step over my corpse and go on,” he said.