The Love of a Lycan - Chapter 1122: Aurora

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG.

God-level decomposition and reconstruction system: any object can be decomposed and rebuilt.

Scrap the car? Disassemble it to create a brand new luxury car!

A bunch of small diamonds? After decomposing it, it creates a super-large diamond weighing ten pounds!

Broken phone? After disassembling it, it will create a future mobile phone seventy years later!

What? What if money is sick?

It’s not that simple. Throw away all kinds of medicines and recreate them together. Isn’t there a super special medicine…

Virtual reality technology, a purely domestic mobile computer operating system, a car using pure air, the world’s first moon base…

A few years later, Nucleation Technology, founded by Xue Zha Lin, turned out to be the largest group in the world.

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Please rest assured to enter the pit!

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I am a what, and where is my little friend? No, give it back right now!

What, back in a lab again? What a load of bull.

Finally, I’m dying... No, I got revived again.

Becoming a weapon for a kingdom? Meh, they can try and control me.

Medieval weapons? I like that. Give me all of them.

An Angle cult? Let’s destroy that.

Pure Dragons? I want one for myself.

Every drop of this family bloodline is stained with sin. They are the embodiment of contradiction; calm yet maniacal, with great memories yet often forgetful. They pledge themselves to their dreams yet often compromise, are angels that are also devils… It’s why I hate them. And also love them.

The only hope of his family, a youth with the blood of elves and devils walks on a battleground of annihilation and rebirth. He wills his way through boiling lava and icy depths, killing on this field of despair to strike down the lofty figure in his sight. One day he’ll grasp his blade tightly and survey his surroundings, only to find no more enemies to kill.