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... the empress' palace. Those weren't mere avatars, but Devil Bodies with separate but equal cultivation bases.

Like all other Transcendent beings, Konrad could start over and reach Embodiment in another Law. However, without another Transcendence, he couldn't pursue Embodiment in a third. To defeat that hurdle, Konrad used his Realm Will, Nascent Infiniteness Insight, Devil Bridge and Death Transcendence to create a new devil art similar to Regretless' Three Corpse Refining Incantatio ...

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MTL - Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again

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As an author who transmigrated into her own abusive novel, Shi Luo didn’t feel any pressure from it. Besides, it’s not like she transmigrated into the female protagonist who got abused physically and mentally anyway. And so she decided there was nothing she had to do, all she had to do was just to watch it unfold in front of her eyes.

But this development seems a bit wrong! Wasn’t this supposed to be an abusive novel? How unlucky!

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Chapter 356: The Fallout Continues

Rebirth: Love me Again

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I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.