White Online - Chapter 468: The Killer.

Viktor was the youngest son of the richest and most powerful man in Russia.Anything he wants, he gets. No one dares to offend him, and every day, he's living a life of a king–Until apocalypse comes.His life is miserable! Or not.After spending two years hiding inside his luxurious Romanov bunker, living life the same old way full of alcohol, delicacies, and supermodels, he's finally forced to come out of his diamond turtle shell.Now, the world has become such a different place. His money, his friends, his status, all have been rendered useless.He was greeted with hordes of undead, mutated monsters, Alien technology, and superhumans that stood between him and his future.Fortunately, Viktor has found a Divine Artifact among his family's hidden treasure, The Djinn lamp that granted him the power to survive the new world.[You have received the spirit energy of stage two undead – level 10][You have received 3 points in endurance][You have received 5 points of spirit force][You have reached a breakthrough into a new realm]With his newfound power, will the young master survive the apocalypse? Or will it only push his luck until he dies?This is the story of an arrogant young master on the journey to find the best thing; luxury, power, and jade beauties even in the apocalypse

Everyone regards Su Changfeng as a worthless son-in-law. Enduring humiliation in a wealthy family, yet he always remains silent endures.But who could have imagined, beneath the seemingly worthless son-in-law, how powerful his existence truly is?Mastering strategies and stirring up the storm, everything I do is for one person.

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!"

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.