Turns Out, I'm In A Villain Clan! - Chapter 155: The Devil

Terrence suddenly found himself back in the past, just moments before countless monsters were about to eat him.He got a second chance in life, but there was one problem.Unlike his peers, who had overwhelming talent, he was just an ordinary soldier with below-average skills.However, there was one thing he could count on that didn’t require talent.He knew the future.And with that knowledge, he could secure his survival, amass wealth, and build the ultimate sanctuary before the first wave hit.“I will be the one to shape the new era.”

For the crimes he commited, Theo was executed by the exile to the outlands, beyond the limits of human civilization, where the S-rank monsters reigned supreme.Yet, rather than feeling despair, guilt or anything else... Theo was excited.He had no memory of comitting any of the crimes he was sentenced for. Or, to be more precise, he had no memory of doing anything in this world other than sitting in the prison-coach as it drove to the edge of the civilization.And how could he not, with the system prompt hanging out in the corner of his vision, promising to activate only once he set foot in the outlands?Turn the world into blocks... and mine them out. Craft whatever your heart desire. Construct, automate, explore and exploit!But when you hear the boss music kick in...Do you run, or do you stand your ground and fight?!And what if, while you play minecraft... Others play game of thrones?

In the Dragon Abyss Empire, nestled within Clear Water Town, young Jiaang Lin awakens from a brutal beating by his cousin Jiaang Ren, only to discover he has been reborn into his younger self. Once a mocked disciple with blocked meridians, Jiaang Lin had risen to greatness in his past life as a prodigious warrior and Pill Saint. Now, with a second chance, he vows to protect his loved ones and conquer his enemies. How will Jiaang Lin change his destiny and ascend to the pinnacle of martial prowess once more?

In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...