The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha! - Chapter 278 - 27: Father and Son_3

All humans transmigrated to a parallel world, where every one of them was a king with the territory.

They participated in a game called The Ranking of Kings and fought to become the best nation.

The rankings were determined based on various aspects such as military, technology, commerce, culture, and religion.

In the game, the kings would awaken different attributes of the land.

Someone exclaimed, “My Renewable Resources attribute allows me to enhance raw materials such as timber and minerals. I want to build the strongest empire of commerce!”

Another king challenged, “My King of the Undead attribute allows me to summon dead souls to fight for me. Who dares to stand in the way of my troops of one million undead?”

The third king declared, “My Integrated Production attribute will ensure that technology is being implemented efficiently. You foolish barbarians, watch as my nation advances a few centuries ahead of yours.”

The fourth king said, “My Miracle Summon attribute can increase the efficiency of evangelism by 1000%. I look forward to the day when my nation becomes the top religion in the world.”

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Li Xiang revealed a pondering look as he looked at his attributes shown on the virtual data panel.

[Attribute 1: Devils’ Den (SSS rank, unique)]

[You acquired the original birthplace of the Dragon Clan. All the legendary dragons are now under your command.]

[Attribute 2: Devouring Lands (currently A rank, evolvable)]

[When you annex the territory of other kings, you seize their attributes as well. Furthermore, you can level up these attributes to even higher ranks.]

Leng Pan never expected her late-night rant after reading a book about the apocalypse to change her life forever.Frustrated by the sheer stupidity of the second female lead in the novel; Apocalypse Rebirth', she criticized her tragic death, and the character’s blind loyalty to the female lead. But when Leng Pan wakes up, she finds herself inside the very novel; as the second female lead!She realizes she had transmigrated into the novel on the day she’s meant to hand over the jade bangle with a space to the so-called “best friend” who would betray her. With only seven days left before the world falls into chaos, Leng Pan refuses to follow the script. Instead of giving up her greatest advantage, she uses it to stockpile supplies, distances herself from the scheming reborn heroine, and most importantly; fights for the love of the male lead who once died trying to save her.Armed with foreknowledge, Leng Pan will change her fate. No more being used as a stepping stone. No more tragic endings.This time, she will survive. And she will thrive, even in the apocalypse.But what happens when the butterfly effect of her transmigration changes the script? Will her plans fail to keep up with the changes or will she rise above the author’s imagination and write her own story with the man who would kill and die for her?

As everyone knows, there are three rules for survival:- Good grades.- Wealthy background.- Having Pei Yan's protection.Fortunately, Jiang Shaoyao meets the first two criteria. Unfortunately, she also meets the last one.Pei Yan, the school's top tough guy, rebellious and arrogant, is notorious for his troublemaking. However, he has devoted all his patience in his life to one thing—pursuing Jiang Shaoyao.His friends advise him, 'Brother Yan, give it up. The little fairy is a good student; she's not one of us. It's too hard to chase her.'Pei Yan scoffs: 'I've been spoiled from a young age, if I can't chase her down, then...'Two years later, at a class reunion:'Brother Yan, did you manage to catch up with sister Shaoyao?''Shut up.'...*A story of possessive young man VS a realistically clear-headed young woman.*No high school romance, but they get together after university.*Study hard, stick to your dreams—it's an inspiring story.

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.