MTL - Magic Industry Empire (Magic Industrial Empire) - Chapter 119 Nothing to pay attention to

Strange not only becomes the Sorcerer Supreme after being reborn and possessing that body, but he also forms unexpected bonds with the Avengers, takes part in epic battles, and manipulates time and reality to prevent critical alterations in the timeline. However, despite his power and wisdom, his life is constantly interrupted by duty, leaving him no time to enjoy the youth he longs for.Just when he thinks he has gained complete control, in his sacrifice for the world, he is reincarnated again—this time in the Harry Potter universe, where he is reborn as Stephen Flamel, the adoptive grandson of the legendary Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel. Now, with a second chance to enjoy his childhood, Stephen embarks on a new adventure in a world full of magic.Notice: It contains yuri from a secondary character who shares prominence with the main character in later chapters.And no, it is not NTR. No problem.English version of my main work. On my Patreon I will upload the translations every day until I reach one chapter a day. I will post 5 chapters in advance on patreon. You can also watch the chapters of the Spanish version, and maybe you can use a translator. Remember that the worlds where the story takes place are not mine, they belong to their respective owners, only this story is mine.I'm not very good at English, so I have to use the help of ChatGPT for corrections. Please be patient.

After being reborn in a sci-fi ABO world, Xi Wei became the newly born son of the Imperial King. He thought, as the emperor’s son he could live a carefree and imposing life, but unexpectedly the First Prince is actually an omega? What the hell is an Omega?

There was an alpha who was born on the same day as the First Prince Xi Wei, the two children grew up together. When Xi Wei looked at the blonde child next door, he always felt that the boy was not pleasing to the eye, so as a child Xi Wei bullied him.

Until many years later …

Looking at the man standing in front of him who was one head taller than him, Xi Wei was dumbfounded.

–He tried to get out of the way, but eventually still fell into his childhood sweetheart’s clutches.

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[ Invincible + Pure Body Refiner + Cruel and Bloodthirsty + Smashing Through Everything + Tall and Jacked MC + Monke Pet + Villain MC ]Wuji, a young man obsessed with becoming the strongest, was doomed by his own pathetic genetics. No matter how hard he trained, no matter how much willpower he had, he remained weak—a failure in both his own eyes and the world's.When he died, he thought his journey was over.But fate had other plans.Reincarnated into the frail body of a poverty-stricken village boy, he felt true despair. To live twice and fail twice? That was worse than any nightmare.Until Little Red, his strange monkey pet, handed him a tattered book.[ Ding! Body Refining Technique Detected! ][ Ding! Infinite Body Refining System Activated! ]In a world ruled by almighty Devas blessed by the Order Gods, Devils who command legions in the depths of the Abyss, and Chaotic Evil Gods that seek to consume existence itself—martial artists were nothing but insects.But Wuji?He would refine his body beyond mortal limits. His flesh would become divine steel, his fists would tear through the heavens, and his ever-growing body would shake the cosmos.Annoy him? Die.Stand in his way? Be obliterated.Defy him? Your existence will be erased.Witness the rise of a being who will crush all in his path.______________________________________________Somewhere Beyond Creation…A chaotic void spanning infinite dimensions.Monstrous titans, so vast that even entire realms seemed tiny in comparison, lay dead in the abyss. The very essence of reality crumbled around their decaying corpses, their divine auras still gnawing away at existence itself.Atop the mountain of annihilated deities, a towering figure stirred.A shadowed colossus, muscles harder than celestial ore, veins pulsating with endless power. His crimson eyes burned through the darkness as he lifted a grotesque, pulsating sphere of dark flesh to his lips.With a grin, he bit down.The sphere twitched, still alive—still screaming—before it was reduced to nothing but nutrients.Wuji exhaled, his breath alone shaking the void.“Annoying little pests... at least they had some use.”

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]