Second Marriage of a Wealthy Old Man - Chapter 23

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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After chasing the novel “Fei Bai”, Tao Jingyi was wailed by the setting that the hero is the villain.
Until she transmigrated into Su Xiyan, the heroine’s tendon broken with sixteen swords in this book, she really cried.

In the original book setting:
In front of people, he is a gentleman who is dignified and gentle like jade, the “double master of piano and sword”;
Empress, he is a ruthless and frightening “ghost boy”;

Duan Feibai, who is both the hero and the villain, has always taken revenge and paid back a hundredfold,
So in the original book, Su Xiyan was made into a doll after being shaved 160 times by Duan Feibai!

Tao Jingyi: Forget it, I’d better escape for a while.
Hey, but why did the hero collapse after seeing her “dead”?
What the hell is the “beloved wife” on the tomb?
It must be that she is reading the novel in the wrong posture!

Tao Jingyi (beeping in a low voice): Hey, hero, your design is broken!
Duan Feibai (voice hoarse): There are more severe collapses, do you want to try?

What to read:
1. The heroine is soft and sweet (silly and sweet?)
2. There are big men in women’s clothing haunting
3. There are other travelers

Content tags: Enmity between the rivers and lakes, a match made in heaven, traveling through time and space, wearing books
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- Description from novelbuddy

Have you ever thought a monster that has a job of a summoner and a tamer

what should it call itself Monster Summoner? Monster Tamer? but he itself was a monster too

Watch as our mc travels the world as an reincarnated human who turn into a monster