Lord of Caldera - Chapter 371 Declaration Of War

Solomon woke up from surgery to two revelations:First: His girlfriend had been cheating on him with a B-Class citizen.Second: She'd sent people to kill him.As assassins closed in, a voice spoke in his mind:[SSS-Rank Cashback Billionaire System Activated]Solomon had seconds to live. No time to think. He offered his killers everything in his account $10,000 to spare him.[Transaction complete. Cashback:$50,000]The system didn't just save him. It gave him infinite wealth. Every dollar spent returns five hundred times over.But power came with a price.Solomon was drafted into the Dimensional Wealth Trials—a multiverse death game where twenty thousand players fight across infinite worlds. Only one hundred will survive.Cultivation realms where humans are livestock. War-torn kingdoms soaked in blood. Alien planets with horrors beyond comprehension.Solomon isn't strong. He isn't fast. He isn't a fighter.But he has something no one else does: unlimited money.And in worlds where everything, survival, power, even fate, has a price, the richest player always wins.Cold. Calculating. Ruthless when necessary.Solomon will buy his way to the top.Or die trying.SSS-Rank Cashback Billionaire System: Building Wealth!In a multiverse where everything can be bought, the poorest boy becomes the richest player.

A new emperor rules each year in Yohuachanca.Only the most delicious of food graces his palate; the realm’s most beautiful women fill his harem; his palace dazzles the mind in its beauty; and four priestesses counsel him in all matters. The life of an emperor is good, luxurious, and short. For at the year’s end, he is sacrificed to the Nightlords under the light of the Scarlet Moon.I am Iztac. A pisspoor orphan and the year’s emperor. A sacrifice bound for the altar. But the vampires have made a mistake this time. For I am a sorcerer, whose soul journeys into the secret underworld to plunder the secret spells of the dead. There, in the darkness, hides the power to drag the Nightlords off their throne. I have a year to find it, or perish for good.I may not be the first emperor, but I will be the last.

Crown Reylin loved three things; flames, fireworks, and bombs. He didn't spare any of these against those who insulted him due to his family. No, Crown Reylin wasn't born in a poor family. He was born into an outstanding family with every descendant prevailing in their industry! But as the first immersive game appeared on the market, Crown Reylin stepped in... to enjoy more of his hobby!

Flames, fireworks, and bombs! Empresses, the kings and their princesses, and many more people will feel them!

It was Reylin's time!

It’s the vacation of a lifetime, a trip to a remote island filled with geniuses and murder.