God of Slaughter - Chapter 1585 - Sauron’s invitation

Stricken with a dull, boring life, Gael has already discarded his ambitions as a high school dropout. However, a chance encounter with death leaves him a choice:[“Meet your end accomplishing nothing, or continue on in an unforgiving world and learn what it is to live.”]Wishing not to die, he accepts the offer, being granted a new life in a fantastical, mysterious world of Gaia. In this new world, he is not granted an easy life, instead hunted as those like him, transported from Earth–”Outlanders”--are deemed to be executed on sight.He is not helpless, though, granted a unique gift upon being reborn in this world–[Integrating system into body.][...10%...][....45%...][....87%...][Integration complete.][Gacha System initiated.] [Level: 1]

After dying in the modern world, I was reincarnated in a gender-reversed world.“Ah, a demon! It’s a demon!!”“Immediately! Execute-him!”…with a very troublesome trait called Demon’s Blood.Since everyone in the world wanted to kill me, I fled to the forest.[Why is there a man here???][This is terrible… wowowow][Hnng… Oppa~aah…]But… strange people keep coming to my forest.

In the midst of a mall parking lot turned battleground, Korig stands with a crowbar in his hands, blood-stained and bewildered.

Chaos reigns as the world crumbles into a nightmare of undead horrors.

Amid the panic, a digital screen materializes, thrusting Korig into a twisted game of survival.

“Main Objective: Survive the Zombie Apocalypse for an hour.”

“Bonus quest: Kill 100 zombies.”

The countdown begins, and Korig must navigate the terror around him, battling both the flesh-hungry undead and the enigmatic rules of a malevolent system.

As time slips away, Korig's past and present collide, revealing secrets that could be the key to his survival.

Will he conquer the unholy countdown, or become another victim in this relentless System Mania?

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She leaned down to look inside the well and sighed. Tucking back her hair behind her ear as the evening wind blew.

“I told you not to be a curious cat,“ she scolded looking at the well to receive a small “meow“ from it. Her cat had stepped on the edge of the well no matter how many times she placed it back on the ground and as expected it fell inside it,

“You know what I“m goin...