No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right? - Chapter 219 - My Child Is Either Extremely Lucky or Unlucky

[Climb the Dimensional Tower and have any wish fulfilled by the gods themselves!]

Enters Josh Malum.

He was feared on Earth, but in this new world, he is but a Fallen. One that is forced to Climb. If it wasn’t bad enough already he is also Classless, something that is unheard of in the Tower. Yet none of it phases him.

«You think I should be despairing? Why? Is it because I’m classless? They offered me so many classes, I simply refused them all.»

Sacrificing the many worlds is a small price to regain what he once lost. To all the deities that stand in his way:

F… ⎧ᴿᴵᴾ⎫

【Do you believe in God? 】

【YES/NO? 】

…

Some people choose YES, and some people choose NO accidentally.

Some people are alive, and some people are always whipped.

Some people see blood, and some people can stretch and shrink.

Some people have amazing special effects, while others are used to lurking in the shadows.

that day.

When Irin thought she had traveled through time and space and went back to the past, she found that everything was – zizi – zizi.

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“I’m reborn, I’m stronger, I’m not bald.”

“There is no natural disaster on your plane, but when I come, there are all natural disasters on your head.”

So, God walked by the road, and disasters came from heaven.

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[Note 1: This book is not a fan of the stars]

[Note 2: Chapter 44 of this book begins to take off, it is recommended to take it patiently]

[Note 3: The high order exceeds 10,000, there is always a reason]

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Three Souls lay in one body,

One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all.

And He lost it all.

The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world.

A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning.

He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release.

And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself.

And the Third?

The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead.

He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, Yet manipulated Space.

His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body.

His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos.

His enemies were greater than one could count.

His luck is worse than shit.

And Yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above.

He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny.

This is the story of a young slave gladiator in an underground arena. He doesn’t know about his past or how he got to where he is, only that his name is Aegir, and that he is strong.