MTL - The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils - Chapter 3 Which side monk do you want to sleep for today?

The world is in chaos, and evil spirits appear everywhere, causing chaos in the world and poisoning the people.

The imperial court set up a special department for subduing demons, recruiting strange people, Buddhist monks and monks from all over the world to work together to slay demons and subdue demons.

Ning Xiu was reborn with a proficiency panel and practiced martial arts exercises hard, just to have the power to slay demons in this world of demons, suppress the universe, and protect the peace and prosperity of the human race.

[Tianwang King Kong Gong: Twenty Layers (99999/99999)] The blood is like a furnace, burning the river to boil the sea

[Dragon and Elephant Prajna: Eighteenth Floor (81111/88888)] Raise the peaks with both arms and move the mountains to remove the ridges

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Ning Xiu: “My strength is all based on hard work every day, rain or shine.”

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There are 2 paths to achieve the peak of power, the Tenth Stage.Gain the recognition of Laws and ascend as a God.Or Cultivate thyself as an Immortal.With his Master unparalleled in Energy Manipulation and Space-Time, watch as Fang Lin achieve both!!!Burdened with a master that can shake cities and crush mountains, Fang Lin travels the realm, cleaning up after his master's messes!!!Discord Link: https://discord.gg/uS8FvQG

To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.