Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother - Chapter 179 - Do Not Provoke A Madman

“I beg you, please teach me how to pick up female angels!!!”
Pleaded the twelve-winged angel.

“Teacher!! How can I fool more people into my sect?”
Asked a devil in the devil world.

“Do you know how to save the family cat that died last night?”
Someone in the sky is too embarrassed and asks me quietly.

“All the angel, all the big deity, please I am not God, I am really just a summoner….”
I said painfully.

This is the story of a poor boy and how he becomes the greatest summoner who dominates the six worlds because of an accidental acquisition of Dimension.

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This thought had grown deep in William’s mind!

Rated 18,No NTR,op mc,lots of banging,hot milfs ,silfs and sexy elves and monsters,read along as we begin his journeyName: Zephyr ThornAge: 21Race: Half-Human, Half-DemonA rogue adventurer kicked out of the Royal Academy for seducing the Queen’s wife. He's cursed with an uncontrollable charm spell that makes mature women and supernatural beings crave him.System:Lust Ascension System — Every “conquest” upgrades his powers, charm, and unlocks new seductive abilities.Skills: [Pheromone Surge], [Pleasure Bind], [Lust Clone], [Multi-Layered Ecstasy]Goal: To lift the curse that keeps his body in constant heat… or embrace it and rise as the God of Lust.Note :Mc is going to unlock other system skills as he begins his journey to the west

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.