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La Montée du Sacrifice : Je suis devenu invincible après être entré dans le Temple Tueur de Dieux

``` Mise à jour quotidienne ! 9 h PST ---------------------- John Foster, un expert de haut niveau dans un certain studio de jeux vidéo, qui a un jour offensé un enfant de riche. En conséquence, il a été piégé et attribué le pire talent - "Sacrifice", dans le nouveau jeu "GODSLAYER" dès le jour de son lancement. John était le seul parmi les sacrifiés qui insistait pour ne pas supprimer son personnage. Supposé être sacrifié au Diable, John persistait dans sa quête. Après avoir été tué plusieurs fois, il continuait à se ruer sur le Diable avec sa chair et son sang ! [Ding : Vous avez été tué, perdant 10 points de durabilité d'Arme et d'Équipement.] [Ding : Vous avez été tué, perdant 10 points de durabilité d'Arme et d'Équipement.] ... Après de multiples échecs, John fut surpris de constater que ses compétences et son XP s'amélioraient rapidement alors qu'il combattait le Diable ! Quelques mois plus tard, alors que les joueurs du monde entier étaient occupés à monter de niveau, une notification du système a retenti comme le tonnerre : [Ding : 'Joueur Anonyme' a réussi à tuer le BOSS Mondial - Diable 'Azazel', obtenant la récompense du Premier Tueur !] ---------------------- Participation WSA 2023 ! Merci de votre soutien si vous appréciez l'histoire ! Comment pouvez-vous montrer votre soutien ? Offrez des Pierres de Pouvoir ! 150=1 chapitre bonus 200=2 chapitres bonus 500=3 chapitres bonus La publication bonus aura lieu la semaine suivante ! ```
White_Ink · 55.3K Views

The Saint Likes Me, But I’m Screwed… [Rewrite]

A/N: I don't do a lot of hand-holding, so you have to figure out the subtle and not-so-subtle stuff. Good luck. One early spring day, Alum and his classmates fell victim to a spatial quake—descending to Lethren—the strongest line of defense. The students gained magical abilities—not to be heroes, but just because it was expected. Even with the supernatural, Alum seemed aloof but more mellow—his world hadn’t changed, but the same couldn’t be said for those around him. However… that changed—he fell in love with a Saint at first sight. Saint Amethely, despite being new to the role, is loved by everyone. She is sweet, caring, and elegant but has to carry the grand legacy of her Grandmother, the previous Saint. Despite that, she was still a shy girl, slightly clumsy, with no romance experience. But only a few knew of her awkward side. So how could he make an elegant Imperial Saint fall for him…? He, who in this world was but a nobody? There were a few options—become recognizable. Except… the shy girl Amethely had already fallen in love at first sight—Alum being the culprit. An aloof youth whose world changed and an elegant Imperial Saint, how would their love blossom? But… change was never easy for someone like him. Whichever world—his was never kind. Even in this beautiful and vibrant world—incredible magic beasts and abominations were cruel and unyielding. Schedule: weekend or either Mon/Wed
Seseal · 114.1K Views

I'm Just a Nobody, Why Are You Calling Me a God?!

(Don't pay too much attention to the introduction. This is not an anti-intellectual or routine article. I will try my best to update at least one article every day, and usually maintain two updates a day.) A meteor streaked across the night sky from the depths of space, hurtling toward Earth. No explosion. No destruction. The next day, humanity awakened to supernatural abilities! Some could control fire, some could command storms, and some even woke up to find they could fly… Of course, some also awakened to more "unique" powers—like flipping tables with a single slap (yes, that’s you, Fatty). "Hmm… So your ability is… being as hard as iron?" "Yeah, I can’t die, but I also can’t hit back!" "Congratulations, you’ve successfully awakened into a living jade statue!" — Good news: I have an insanely powerful defense. Blades can’t cut me, bullets can’t pierce me, even lightning strikes do nothing—basically, I’m a walking shield. — Bad news: My attack power is literally zero. I’m basically an indestructible punching bag. And my best friend, Lin Yi? His ability is even more ridiculous. "Wait, you’re telling me you can travel briefly into the future?" "Yes! I just went forty years ahead… and the entire world was destroyed!" "…What?" "Oh, and by the way, you became the world’s strongest superhuman… AND YOU GOT NUKED TO DEATH!!!" "WHAT?!" From that moment on, my life completely spiraled out of control— I just wanted to be a normal guy, but… "Great God! Please guide us to the future!" "Hold up! I’m just a ridiculously hard-to-kill nobody!" "Western Corporate Federation: This man must be captured! He is the ultimate war weapon!" "Wait, you guys got the wrong person!!!" "Extraterrestrial Civilization: This being might be a divine entity! We must welcome him!" "A GOD?! No, no, no! Just let me go home!!!" I just wanted to live a quiet life… WHY IS EVERYONE KNEELING AND CALLING ME A GOD?!!!
Swallowsfy · 6.7K Views

I m not a Taoist

Fang Ming isn’t a Taoist—at least, not in the traditional sense. Raised by a mysterious master in a remote village, he possesses knowledge of ancient metaphysics, face reading, and mystical arts. Armed with these skills and the teachings of his late mentor, Fang Ming embarks on a journey that bridges the worlds of the supernatural and modern society. His path leads him to Shanghai, where his unconventional appearance and cryptic warnings set him apart in a bustling city that thrives on skepticism. When a chance encounter on the subway allows him to save Jiang Yingying, a spirited young woman, from an ominous fate, their lives become intertwined in unexpected ways. Fang Ming’s journey takes him deeper into the city’s web of wealth, power, and hidden secrets, as he fulfills promises made by his late master. When he arrives at the opulent villa of the Liang family to deliver a protective charm, he discovers the weight of past obligations and the challenges of navigating a world ruled by ambition and doubt. Blending ancient wisdom with modern dilemmas, The Super Wizard explores themes of destiny, belief, and the clash between tradition and progress. In a world where the mystical is often dismissed, can Fang Ming prove the value of his skills while staying true to the principles of his master? And as he uncovers deeper conspiracies and unexpected allies, will his journey reveal not only the power of his abilities but also the truth of who he really is?
DaoistHhdUxp · 2.5K Views

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Mehrajān's heart is a fragile mosaic, pieced together by moments with the one person who defined her world—Muazam. In this reflective and raw exploration of love and loss, Mehrajān finds herself looking back at the memories of the boy she loved, the boy who was always just out of reach. Each chapter is a separate fragment of their intertwined lives, capturing a single moment that was forever marked by him. In one chapter, Mehrajān stands frozen in her kitchen, hearing a conversation between Muazam and her aunt that shatters her heart. His rejection of her—the very person who had quietly fallen for him—leaves her feeling lost and betrayed. Yet, this is only one of the many moments that have shaped her emotional landscape. Every recollection is a mixture of passion, pain, and nostalgia—memories of fleeting glances, whispered words, and unspoken connections that shaped her world. The narrative doesn't follow a linear path but instead unfolds like a scattered collection of thoughts and emotions, each memory tied to Muazam, each one a chapter of her heart. Through these fragments, Mehrajān grapples with the complexity of love, the sorrow of unrequited feelings, and the confusion of growing up in a world of family expectations and personal desires. [ CHOOSE ME ] is not just a love story—it's a tender journey through a girl’s heart, where love is never simple, and the memory of someone can change everything. Through each chapter, readers will find themselves drawn into Mehrajān’s world, feeling the weight of her unspoken love and the bittersweet truth that sometimes, memories are all that remain.
Marwa_Tahir · 8.2K Views
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