MTL - Chronicles of Heaven - Chapter 853 Fellow

After the last elemental high tide ended, the world entered the “Great Ebb Tide Era”, and countless races such as elves, giants, orcs disappeared in the long river of history. However, the continuation of life has its own way. After a long time of accumulation, the blood of ancient alien races gradually merged into human beings.

You have the blood of a giant, become my warrior, and I will let you look down on the common people again;

You have elven blood, join me, and I will let you feel the call of the moon god;

You have the blood of an ancient dragon, show your surrender to me, and I will make you the apex of the gods!

I am the blood lord, I have the ability to awaken the power of blood, my name is Robin.

This is a system, lord, war article, I hope you like it

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The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years.In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions.Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night.At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world.Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms.Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields!Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears!“I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!”

A poor boy whose parents died accidentally found a mysterious space and set foot on the avenue of cultivating immortals. From then on, he planted spiritual herbs, refined elixir, opened shops, trained troops, and established a fairyland…

This article is about cultivating immortals and farming, not for mortals, not for stallions.

During the Third Great Ninja War, facing numerous enemies, Mirukawa Kaito was not in a hurry, and his hands quickly formed seals.“Water Style: Water Shuriken”“Lightning Style: Thunderbolt”“Ice Style: Ice Beam”“Lava Style: Precipice Blades”…Everything returned to calm.In the messy battlefield, Mirukawa Kaito fell into deep thought. He looked at [Focus Sash] on his left wrist and [Mystic Water] on his right hand.After a long silence, he threw the newly obtained [Onion] hard to the ground!“Damn! I am really a Pokémon, right?!”