Walker Of The Blue Sky - Chapter 58 Ch : Releasing The Demon

Waifus, Mechs, Magic! Witness a mind-blowing ride of spell-slinging beauties, earth-shattering mech wars, and an arcane system so deep you’ll lose yourself in its brilliance! Empires crumble, celestials clash, and the birth of legends in the most explosive, heart-racing epic you'll ever read!Jack Squire, a professional debris collector in Earth's orbit, witnesses the unimaginable — the colossal magical sigil igniting the sky above his hometown, Germund. As communications fail and soon an apocalyptic light blasts skyward and splits the moon in half, horrifying chaos dawn.Determined to seek the truth, Jack must navigate a perilous descent into a war-torn planet, where arcane magic and advanced tech clash in a brutal conflict between two empires.Osten Empire with its arcane: Magic & Spells (Essence and Slot System)V.S.Dunkelheit Empire with their war armours: Armatus (Think mecha)In this gripping sci-fi and fantasy adventure, ~one of a kind! Jack's quest to uncover the truth behind the cataclysm and save what remains of his world leads him into the heart of a war that shall decide humanity’s fate.

When his family company went bankrupt, Qi Lin sought help from relatives and friends he had helped before.Qi Lin: “Brother Wang, I treated you to breakfast for three years in high school~”Wang Cheng: “I, Wang Cheng, am not an ungrateful person. Bring me 1000 bowls of hot dry noodles for my old classmate.”Qi Lin: “Xueyao, do you remember when you were looking for a job, you stayed at my villa for three years?”Qi Xueyao: “I paid you three years’ rent for a 10-square-meter room. Why don’t you move your whole family in?”Qi Lin helped these people back then, but now they’re indifferent to him.Disheartened, Qi Lin jumped from a high-rise building in despair.He thought he would die like that, but when Qi Lin opened his eyes again, he found himself back in his third year of high school.The family company hadn’t gone bankrupt, and he was still a rich second-generation playboy.Recalling the scenes after his family went bankrupt, Qi Lin sneered coldly.Since I was all about fooling around and waiting for death, why not become a rich second-generation with no morals?

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for.

But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again?

But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out?

In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts is respected. The weak are like ants living in the ruins of dark alleys, while the strong are like dragons roaring and gathering at the top of the clouds. The laws of this place use blood as ink and bones as inkstones. A three-foot-long sword can split the sun and the moon, and a murderous thought can stir up a bloody wind. There was once a drunk madman who trampled eighteen royal cities to pieces. Wherever the sword pointed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were dyed red. There was also a saint who lowered his eyes to calm the nine thunder tribulations, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden lotus suddenly appeared in the abyss.