Reincarnated as the Villain: The System Made Me Overpowered - Chapter 74: The Chain Of Sovereigns

Lukas was forced out of high school before he could undergo the Awakening Process. His dreams of starting a new life by becoming an Awakened were shattered.Becoming an Awakened with supernatural powers meant being bestowed with riches and all the resources needed to fight off the invading hordes of demonic beasts.Lukas received the Slaughter System instead. With every kill, he was able to grow stronger and gain new abilities.[Ding!][Congratulations on Host’s first slaughter.][Current Slaughter Points: 1/500][Host Level: 1][Please Select New Ability]Soon, he was able to fighting off demonic beasts invading and move up the ranks.

[Starting MAY 19th, I'll upload 3 chapters per day, or at least 2 if I'm busy IRL.][Ding! Resurrection of the Dead can be used on this target.][Ding! Extraction of the Dead can be used on this target.]…When he was surrounded by thousands of his enemies, Kai decided to comply by extracting his 'strongest skill' in order to cause chaos and drag more people to hell with him.However, when Kai extracted his skill, he awakened an unknown power that made him feel that he had complete control over everyone's life and death.A mysterious old man awakened from his slumber when he sensed Kai’s power and decided to help him, as this could be considered a fate.Nevertheless, everything came with a cost…[Ding! Re-Awakening the host’s class.][Ding! An error has been detected.][Ding! Finding a solution…][Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have awakened the Immortality Lord Class (???)]

The mighty heavens exist, ruling over all things. Those favored by its will are granted power and fortune, while those who dared to oppose it perished, leaving none behind. This is the tale of a man who once defied the heavens, underwent multiple reincarnations, and returned once more to the cultivation world. But here’s the twist. This young man remembers nothing of his past lives and is simply a teenager from Earth. How will he who has no knowledge of cultivation and experience in fighting, survive this grim world while being an inner disciple of a lower realm force—or so Xiao chen, the teenager thought till he heard a systematic sound in his mind. [Ding! Host has awakened the heaven’s destined villain system!]

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.