Apocalypse: Counterattack of a Cannon Fodder - Chapter 56

What would you do if you found yourself in the body of a woman married to a prince?What's more, he isn't just any prince—he's a beast, cursed by the moon.---Aveline, a rising actress in 2024, finds herself thrust into an unfamiliar world after a stage 'accident.' All she ever wanted was the spotlight, not a husband or a lover. But everything changes when she wakes up in the body of a woman who looks exactly like the person who caused her accident.Now, she's married to a cursed prince who's out for her blood. The only way back to her time? Make this ruthless, feared prince fall genuinely in love with her!How can someone who's never believed in love conquer the heart of a beast?Lord help her if she fails.---(Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE!)--Welcome, dear readers, both new and old, to my latest novel! I hope you enjoy this thrilling journey with Ave and Prince Lucian. If you haven't already, be sure to check out my other books:- Wife Of The Demon Prince- Bound To The Ice Dragon King- Loving The Temperamental AdonisHappy reading!

A Consort seeks prosperity.A Shepherd cloaked in yellow wages war.A Prosthesis-wielder cries out for retribution.Shadows tremble in the depths, encompassed worlds obscuring the many dangerous secrets of history. Might they be unraveled, all ways of life would be threatened. But to climb higher requires risks, to seek the light requires a Gambit of Lifetimes.Only when one determines themselves capable of risking it all, can all prosper.

Finally caught up with the trend of crossing. Wait, everyone else has a golden finger when they cross, how can I become a little beggar after crossing!

Fortunately, the memory is still there, watching how I transformed from a little beggar to a top rich man!

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The world is destroyed, the era is restarted, and the survival qualification called the lord is issued to everyone.

Territories, heroes, arms, treasures, resources, all the servers achieved by thousands of continents are open.

Qin Muye looked at his own panel like a cannon fodder, with a broken suffix, and he was rather weeping without tears.

There is no god-level talent, no hidden hints, and no anti-sky career.

“If that’s the case, then there is only one way to live.”

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