MTL - Lanke Chess Edge - Chapter 56 Overnight in a remote village

In this post-apocalyptic world filled with beasts, humans must join together with their newly acquired classes to battle them. However, beasts aren't the only thing threatening the peace as class users similar to those around Kaden make moves in the shadows. Join Kaden in his adventure as a class user uncovering the dark secrets of those around him whether he wants to or not and paving his way through this treacherous world.

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In his past incarnation, Lu Xuan was the youngest Celestial Lord that the universe has ever seen!
An accidental rebirth brought him back to a thousand years before, where the Earth had just begun its spiritual reawakening. When he stepped onto the way of cultivation for a second time, he swore to rewrite all injustices suffered in his past life, and defeat all enemies that dare stand in his way!
Let invincibility be his cultivation and the path he treads. In this life, it is his destiny to be invincible!

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.