The Gentleman at the End - Chapter 770 - 768: Mastering Evil at Will

Link, who traveled to the world of pirates, brought Doraemon’s treasure bag.

Just happened to meet Luffy who went out to sea, and has not awakened the true fruit ability of [Renren Fruit Illusory Beast Species Sun King Form], and he is still the rubber fruit Luffy.

That being the case, then I will follow this future One Piece, even more Liberation Warrior Joey Boy, the future Sun King *ka! !

Let’s enjoy the magnificent style of this pirate world together! !

In the process of traveling, all kinds of props also showed a powerful effect from Link’s hands! !

Luffy, actually [rubber fruit] has another name, do you know?

Hawkeye, are you the strongest swordsman in the world? 【Famous Knife·Electric Pill】Learn about it! !

Kaido, do you have the strongest animal army? I have some good flavors of 【Momotaro Rice Balls】, you can try it!

Im, do you want to destroy the world? 【Earth Destruction Bomb】Do you want it for you..

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Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide.Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed?Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer?He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone?Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt![Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.][Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.]Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest.Hm... What an interesting game!

This is a cliché story about two young people saving the world.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”