Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent - 471 Chapter 471

[Warning!!! Contains Explicit Scenes, extreme gore, heart-pounding fight scenes, and a combat loving MC!]Two centuries ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change.The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth.As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy.Thus, the Awakening Era arrived.…Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future.Noticing his potential, The Mayor took him in, everyone respected him, his classmates envied him and the Mayor took him as a son.However, everything ended when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the S-rank talent everyone thought he would awaken.Lucian’s smile froze. He mumbled to himself, “It must be a mistake?”The whispers started again. This time they weren’t nice or joyful; no, they were sharper and carried a cruel edge.“See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.”“All that potential, for an F-ranker?”His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing,” Her voice as cold as the ice on the tips of her fingers.His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.”Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town.“Boom!”Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower.It was then his chance for vengeance arrived.[Ding!][Would you like to Reroll your talent?][Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!][Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!]────────────────────────[Ungodly Regeneration]▪ Class Rank: SSS▪ Class Perk:— +∞% Vitality | +300% Mana (SSS)▪ Class Skills:➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable]➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable]➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable]────────────────────────[Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...][1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)]────────────────────────[Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade).][5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)]────────────────────────[Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).][5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)]•••With extraordinary power: comes extraordinary responsibilities.Lucian: “Fvck that! I just want vengeance!”

If Xiao Yan had never lost his Dou Qi initially.If Yao Lao had died within the Soul Ring due to severe injuries.If Xiao Yan happened to join the Hall of Souls by chance.If a butterfly flapped its wings and altered the course of fate, how would the gears turn?“.... Who are you?”“Hall of Souls, Xiao Yan!”--------------------Worlds: Battle Through the Heavens, The Great Ruler.Tags: Action, Adventure, Romance, Harem, Weak to Strong, Clever Protagonist.Minor Tags: Comedic Undertone, Pets, Reincarnation, Kingdom Building.No System / No Prior Knowledge of the World.

This is an absurd story of an empress who has traveled to modern times and still insists on rebuilding the Sannomiya Sixth Court without changing her nature.
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Su Junli was very depressed. She inherited a pair of red and green monster eyes, but she is a majestic queen, how could time and space change overnight, and the world was turned upside down, and the beautiful girl in front of her who claimed to be her “Mi Potato” The man called her to “grow vegetables”… You are the only one who grows vegetables, and your whole family grows vegetables. I am the queen!
Anyway, I can’t go back, but the thousands of subjects under the queen’s seat and the thousands of employees under the president’s command are actually the same in management. Since the original “Jun Li” is too useless, let her take over all of them , money, power, status, and of course, those high-quality men who make his heart beat…
An elegant and intellectual personal secretary, a sinister and cunning special assistant, a wild and domineering mafia king, a pure and natural childhood sweetheart, a ruthless No.
The Su family who killed without blood,
In the underworld filled with blood and gunpowder,
Talking and laughing about the ups and downs of the business empire,
Even if every step is frightening, one day, she will stand on top of the world!

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How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.