I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization - Chapter 389

All things are born from the void and all things shall return to the void.

Elias, a large and beautiful world consisting of millions of planes and millions of different races.

And such a wonderful world is run by powerful beings called Gods! Born from the dawn of time their divine might shines on all beings.

Over time It is said that the Gods created everything. But is that really true?

If so, who created the Gods?

Accidentally reincarnated in this strange world due to an unforeseen accident. With a thirst for knowledge and a hunger for power, Elric with the help of his A.I chip seeks a way out for himself whilst under the oppression of the Gods.

Soon under Elric's relentless desire for knowledge, the first group of humans with powers comparable to Gods were born, Wizards!

He dissected a flame slime and learnt to control flames.

He studied a dragon and created dragon-slaying magic.

He tasted a Phoenix and cracked the secret to immortality.

Unexpectedly before he knew it most of the races in Elias had been studied and dissected by him already.

One day when he was bored and there was nothing to do, Elric suddenly turned to the sky with a sly smile on his face.

“I know! Why don't I study the Gods!”

That day the whole Elias shook. with a crazy smile on his face Elric led an army of wizards and stormed the God realm!

Electronic games are one of the important ways for people in the new era to entertain themselves.However, Takayuki, who crossed over to parallel-world Japan, found that the game industry in this world was extremely bleak, as if it had never flourished.So Takayuki decided to bring the ninth art to this world.This is a world that is single-mindedly focused on developing the entertainment industry of games./! I will try my best to correct the error in the MTL novel, but my first language is not English. So, please be indulgent. Thank you !Author : Chicken pecks millet

I am a princess, moreover, I am a fool of a princess.

Born in the imperial palace, my appearance is as average as that of the white radish and cabbages in the fields. Throughout the four seasons of the year, my face is always displaying a dull expression, eyes forever shrouded in haze.

But in reality, I know of the secrets within this palace.

Including hers, his, and theirs.

Just leisurely living my days comfortably in the palace like this, I firmly believe I can continue to play dumb to the end.

Taking your hand, dragging you away. Not leaving you say? Very well, close the doors and release the hounds. (Expressionless face)