The Isles, Port Sanctuary, Medical Tentage

Lt. Tavor sat on a folding chair with his legs crossed and holding a note pad in his hands. He occasionally scribbled something down as he watched the girl blabbering away on the hospital cot. Once and then, the girl cast a frightened glance at his direction before turning back to say something to Dr. Sharon on her side.

The universal translator Tavor was wearing hummed as its program ran algorithms to decipher the language spoken by the girl. Already after two hours of hearing her speak and with a simple picture and word comparison, the universal translator was able to translate at least half of her words.

With the universal translator's help and some guesswork, he roughly has gotten the picture of what happened. Now all he needed was for the rest of the survivors to awaken so that he could tally their story.

Dr. Sharon gave a reassuring pat on the frightened girl before she left the bedside. She gave Lt. Tavor a jerk of her head and Tavor smiled as he stood up and followed her out of the tent. "At times like this, I wish I have a smoke."

Lt. Tavor grinned and reached into his coat and retrieved a pack out. He patted it and handed a stick to Dr. Sharon who looked surprised. "I didn't take it that you are someone who smokes?"

"Once in a while, like you," Lt. Tavor took out a lighter and lit the stick in Dr. Sharon's mouth. "Smokeleaf, as they called it. All locally made, not as good as Earth made, but it will suffice."

Dr. Sharon took a deep draw and coughed, "It's been quite some time since I had a smoke..."

"Takes some time to get used to this taste," Lt. Tavor blew out a bluish smoke ring into the cold night air. "Still... it manages to scratch some itch. How's the voice in your head?"

"Since the same," Dr. Sharon sighed. "Quieter but still speaking gibberish, thou there are some words I can understand but... its mostly nonsense."

"Watch yourself," Lt. Tavor said. "Anyway, how is the girl's condition? And the rest?"

"Well, for starters, let the poor girl rest for now. She's still in a state of shock. Let her sleep it off," Dr. Sharon responded. "All four of them are suffering from malnutrition and scurvy. As for the three male survivors, they should be able to make it through. Hopefully they will be awake by tomorrow."

Lt. Tavor gave a nod. "Sure, I post some guards around them just in case."

Dr. Sharon took another puff of the cigarette and nodded, "By the way. Did you know that the Captain's wife is pregnant?" 

Lt. Tavor froze and nearly dropped his cigarette. "What?"

"She's is at least two months into her pregnancy..." Dr. Sharon sighed. 

"Wait... Does the Captain know?" Lt. Tavor asked.

Dr. Sharon shook her head. "Nope... She wanted to surprise him when she returned..."

"Oh... Fuck..." Lt. Tavor felt a headache coming. "Who else knows?"

"I think only her close aides know... and me?" Dr. Sharon said. "We need to find her fast... and safe..."

"Do you plan to inform the Captain about his wife's pregnancy?" Lt. Tavor asked. "Do you think it will affect his decision making process?"

"I think it's wiser to inform him," Dr. Sharon said after a moment of silence. "It is his family after all..."

Lt. Tavor nodded and dropped his half smoked cigarette on the drop before grinding it with his boot and waved his notepad.  "Damn... This changes a lot of things! I better go and get this to my people to look through. Hopefully, by tomorrow morning, the Universal Translator can translate at least 80% of her language!"

Dr. Sharon watched Lt. Tavor rush off and she continued smoking, tilting her head to one side as if she was listening to someone. 

"Well, it will be nice if we can have her back with her baby... I really like to do run some... tests! Hehehee..."

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The Isles, Port Sanctuary, Officer Apartments

Blake leaned on the railings of the balcony as he looked out towards the star filled skies. "Where are you... Are you safe?"

He pushed back his worries and returned into the room, and poured himself a glass of cococane wine. He poured its contents down his throat, feeling the fiery burning sensation all the way to his stomach. The information he has now was dire, especially on the End Zone. Blake was not confident that his current navy has the ability to cross that chasm of dangerous seas nor if his planes could even fly across with knowing how far the End Zone stretches.

He picked up the entire bottle and placed it next to his pile of documents on the work desk as he went through them again. He picked up his tablet where the screensaver showed a wedding photo of him and Sherene and he whispered. "Wait for me! I will find you and bring you home!"

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The Isles, Port Sanctuary, Airfield

The C - 1 Skyfreighter's four turbo prop engines whined down as it parked on the side of the tarmac, the hatch opened up and Magister Thorn climbed down and stretched his old body. "Ooo... I am getting too old for this!"

"You are already old before this!" Chief Engineer Matt joked as he came down next. "I wonder why did they call like every senior head over here for..."

"Must be something urgent, I guess?" Magister Thorn replied. "And wait till you are my age! See if your bones will be like mine!"

"Hahaha!" Matt laughed as he handed his duffle bag over to a porter. "Come on, let's go."

"Yes... yes!" Magister Thorn kept an eagle eye on his belongings which consisted of several chests and he warned the porters who came to help carry them. "Be careful with those! There are many precious potions and scrolls inside!"

"Do you have to bring your whole... lab... along?" Matt asked as he entered the Jeep. 

"Well, you will never know if you need something till you need it!" Thorn replied. "So best to bring everything!"

"You and your logic!" The two bickered over the trip and was greeted by an Ensign who led them through security and into the command center. 

There they were briefed of the situation and Magister Thorn was furious when he found out. "Who are they? Who dares to lay their hands on the Princess!"

"We do not know yet," Blake sighed. "But we might have some clues and will need all your help."

"Just say it, Boss!" Chief Matt patted his chest. "Engineering is behind you all the way!"

"Yes!" Magister Thorn nodded too, his face flushed with anger. "I will help too!"

"Alight," Blake gave a thankful smile. "I will need Matt to go to Star Island while Magister Thorn, I need you to find all information regarding the End Zone and the lands beyond it."

As they were discussing their work scope, a knock came from the door and Lt. Tavor entered with Dr. Sharon. "Sir, we managed to get some information which I think everyone here should hear."

"Go on" Blake gestured to the seats.

"The girl's name is called Claire or sounds something similar," Lt. Tavor said. "She and two of the young ones are students of some sort of school while the elder still unconscious is their teacher or professor."

"She said something about being chased by a... priesthood or church," Lt. Tavor checked his notes. "Due to them digging around some ruins and finding a golden ball or stone?"

"An artifact?" Chief Matt groaned. "Another god?"

"Very likely, I guess," Lt. Tavor said. "Their language when compared to the Common Tongue does bear some basic root resemblance. If the story involving your ancestors and how they got stranded here from the failed expedition is true..."

"This means they might be from your ancestral lands..." Tavor conducted. "That is why their language bears some resemblance to the Common Tongue."

"Interesting!" Magister Thorn's curiosity was triggered. "I will look into the old journals to see if I can find anything in regards to this!"

"What we do know is that they spent a considerable amount of time drifting through 'an ocean of clouds'," Tavor added. "She said she lost count but she did mark the days on the ship."

"Wait..." Chief Matt looked visibly excited. "Does this means... the wreck is some kind of airship?"

"Yes..." Tavor nodded and looked towards Commander Ford. "Hence, I think it will be wise if we can secure all rights to the wreck."

Ford nodded, "I will do what I can."

Blake leaned forward and said, "Ignore the Islanders for now. Grab the wreck first. We give an apology to the Fleet Masters later on."

"Matt, depart immediately on the next flying boat and take possession of the wreck," Blake ordered. "Ford, send a salvage ship and crew to bring the wreck back for study."

"Also, fly the R & D guys over here," Blake continued. "I want them to start working on the wreck once it is recovered and brought here."

"Tavor, continue to gather intelligence from the survivors," Blake said. "See if you find out who we are facing or will be facing on the other side."

"All clear with their duties?" Blake asked sternly.

"Yes, Sir!" The room chorused.

"Captain?" Dr. Sharon remained behind the conference room and called Blake as he was about to leave. "A word please?"

Tavor gave an eye to Dr. Sharon before he left with the rest.

"What is it?" Blake leaned back on the chair.

"Sherene is two months pregnant," Dr. Sharon said. "She's carrying your child."

"What?" Blake rosed from his seat in delight and shock. "Is it true?"

"Yes..." Dr. Sharon confirmed. "I did the tests."

"Than..." Blake looked confused and worried. "But..."

"She wanted to surprise you..." Dr. Sharon sighed. "We all did not expect something like this to happen..."

"Oh, my gods..." Blake slumped back on the chair. "A child..."

Blake suddenly looked up, making Dr. Sharon feel a sense of dread at the look of anger in Blake's eyes. "If they harm her or my child... I will destroy them all!"

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United Nations, Sawtooth Mountain Airbase

Rows of new generation fighter aircraft were being wheeled out from their hangars as techs and service crew busied themselves over them. Trucks and trucks of ordnance were also driven to the hangars where they were offloaded and secured onto pallets for transport on board the cargo planes. 

Blue Thunder leaned his head out of his covered pen and eyed the ongoings with excitement. "Are we going for another war?"

"Is war all you think about?" Rastraz called out from inside the pen where she was lazing away watching CSI dramas. She glued her eyes on the projection on the watch and waved her tail lazily. "Please close the doors! The outside light is too glaring!"

Blue Thunder's tail twitched as he looked at Rastraz procrastinating away while munching on pizzas and sighed, "You are getting fat! That is why a war will be great for you to lose some weight!"

"What did you say? Care to repeat that again?" Rastraz growled dangerously as she whipped her head to fix Blue Thunder with a deadly glare, daring Blue Thunder to repeat what he had said.

"N- no! Nothing!" Blue Thunder gulped and hurriedly said, waving his claws "I meant you have nice curves!"

"Hmmph!" Rastraz tilted her head high and returned to her movie. "Stop thinking about going to war!"

"But... it's boring..." Blue Thunder sighed and dragged the pen doors closed before making his way next to Rastraz. "You keep watching these crime dramas... I wanna watch my korean dramas..."

"What's so nice about those love shows?" Rastraz grumbled. "CSI is so interesting! I like how they solve the crimes!"

Blue Thunder sighed and he curled up into a ball, but he still kept his eyes on the projection. "Hais... I'm bored..."

The crew of the Training Ship UNS Singapore escaped from an alien fleet, finds themselves stranded on an unknown planet and has to survive against deadly monsters and magical creatures.

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Translator: XephiZ Editor: Aelryinth
"The problem is, we still haven't located the source of the plague?" Mo Fan said with a frown.
The defective blood serums still did not prove anything. At most, Councilman Luo Mian would only be accused of selling 'fake blood serums'. The plague that brought terror to Hangzhou City had still not resolved completely.
"Don't worry, I've already planted a bug on one of them," said Little Loli Lingling professionally.
"You're surely the expert here," Mo Fan could not help reaching his hand out to pinch Lingling's face again. Her adorable face immediately turned into a tigress glaring at Mo Fan. He had no choice but to lower it.
The sound coming from the microphone was crisp and clear. The one with a fairly rough voice was none other than the Vice Elder of the Magic Court, Wang Yi.
Wang Yi was bringing his men straight toward Hangzhou's quarantine zone. He was most likely heading back to meet Councilman Luo Mian.
Mo Fan was also suspicious of Councilman Luo Mian, but Tangyue, Tang Zhong, and Heiyu trusted him and believed he was on the side of the Totem Guardians. To everyone's surprise, he had switched sides almost instantly and colluded with Zhu Meng.
There's no fire without smoke. Luo Mian's decision had immediately intrigued the Elder of the Magic Court, Li Tian. It turned out that Li Tian and Leng Qing had acquired some evidence that suggested the Councilman was up to something...
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Hangzhou's quarantine zone...
Under the white tents lay rows of beds with patients shrieking on them. It sounded like the cries of ghouls.
As time gradually passed, the wounds festered even more. The antibiotics obtained from the snake's blood were no longer efficient at stopping the virus from spreading...
"Someone has died. The number will continue to increase in the next twenty-four hours," a Healer said to Mr. Lu in a soft tone.
"I got it," Mr. Lu let out a sigh and said slowly, "The virus is still in the patient's blood. It will eventually end up in their heart and brain. If these two vital organs are infected, we will have to be extremely cautious when treating them..."
"Yeah."
"Councilman Luo Mian is here at the quarantine zone."
"What's he doing?"
Mr. Lu went over to the quarantine zone and saw Councilman Luo Mian and his men walking pass the patients. His freckled face filled with a hint of worry.
Unlike everyone else, he was not wearing a mask...
"Councilman, please save us..." A middle-aged Magician half-sat on the bed while hugging his kid, who seemed to be around ten years old.
Both of their bodies were covered in blisters, especially their faces. They looked fairly hideous.
The Judges of the Magic Court rebuked him when they saw him trying to grab the Councilman's hand. They tried to push him away.
"Stop it, don't be so rough!" Luo Mian immediately rebuked his men.
The Councilman with a goatee wore a gentle smile and took the initiative to hold the patient's hand before saying with a firm tone, "Brother, take a rest here. Once we kill the snake that's responsible for the plague, you will recover in no time. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough firepower at the moment, so we can't touch him yet."
"I heard that a tribe in Hangzhou City is worshiping the snake like a god. Councilman Luo Mian, is that true? If so, the entire tribe must be held responsible. We should hunt them down and burn every one of them alive!" snapped a man who had just caught the plague.
The words immediately infuriated the crowd. Many immediately transformed their sorrow into rage.
"Everyone, please calm down... We are trying our best to resolve the plague. As for the medical fees, I've already submitted a request to the government. I'll handle most of the fees for you, and we've already found out who's responsible for the plague. It will soon be over, so please bear with us for a while longer!" Councilman Luo Mian said sincerely to the patients.
"We will always trust Councilman!"
"That's right!"
With Luo Mian's statement, the quarantine zone which was about to have an uproar rapidly calmed down.
Mr. Lu just happened to witness the entire sequence. He went up with a smile and bowed slightly, "Only Councilman has the ability to calm the crowd."
"What ability, I'm just placing myself in their shoes," Councilman Luo Mian gave a signal to his men, so he could have some time alone with Mr. Lu. "Mr. Lu, do you have any strong poison? You also know that the snake is responsible for the plague. We've trapped him with a Super Lightning Formation, but as most of the experts were sent to the frontline, we can't execute him in time. Didn't you mention that the snake's bile is the key to finding the cure? If you can provide us with some poison to kill the snake, we can easily resolve the situation. Any minute spent waiting could cost a person's life."
Mr. Lu understood Councilman Luo Mian's intention, but he shook his head with a troubled look, "Frankly speaking, the Black Totem Snake is no doubt a specialist with poison. The strongest poison is no different than spring water in his eyes. I don't think it's possible to use poison on him."
Councilman Luo Mian frowned. It was not something he wanted to hear.
"If that's the case, does Mr. Lu have any idea? I feeluneasy when I see so many people dying on the beds," asked Luo Mian.
"Well...as a matter of fact, from our latest analysis of the snake's blood and the virus, we've discovered that the snake's poison and the virus of the plague are not from the same source. In my opinion, Councilman shouldn't put too much effort into trying to kill the snake," said Mr. Lu.
"Is that so?" Councilman Luo Mian seemed surprised.
"I have to continue searching for the cure. If you would excuse me," said Mr. Lu.
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Councilman Luo Mian stared at Mr. Lu's back. The worry on his face slowly turned into panic and anger.
The situation was getting out of his control. First, the military had taken away the blood serums. Now, Mr. Lu had also discovered that the snake had nothing to do with the plague. If they weren't quick enough, their whole plan would be in vain!
"You!" snapped Councilman Luo Mian coldly.
"Yes."
"Proceed with the initial plan."
"Affirmative!"


He woke up in a familiar world that had vastly changed.

His familiar school had become a mystical school that teaches magic, encouraging everyone to become a mighty magician.

Outside the city, many wandering magical beasts and monsters attacked and preyed on humans.

His world of advanced science changed into one that praised magic. Despite this, his ambition in life, and his social status remained the same; one of the dregs of the society with a struggling father and a disabled step sister that couldn’t walk.

However, Mo Fan found that when most people could only practice a single major element of magic, he was a Versatile Mage!

[Child.]
[I still vividly remember the moment you were born.]
In an artificial nursery with an average temperature of approximately thirty degrees, a massive white egg case was placed upon a flat wool insulating nest. Surrounding the egg case were many of its shriveled brethren—amongst the dozens of brothers and sisters, only a single egg case had successfully cultivated a lifeform. With a rustling sound, a bizarre insect that resembled a cicada's larva or an ant broke through the egg case and climbed out from within, the thin membrane over its eyes yet to peel off, preventing it from seeing the world.
To obtain a more stable and excellent individual form along with formidable and widespread intelligence, the Tanyans had abandoned the incredible fertility of their ancestors and rapidly mutating genes. Instead, they made their choice to lower their breeding rate to the level of common mammals, and at the price of having only one out of dozens of egg cases surviving, they obtained a body that was much more robust, a brain, and the natural ability to tap into Psi.
The larva appeared to be shocked when the massive doors to the artificial nursery opened and attempted to return to the refuge of its egg. However, that was when two agile tendrils reached out to gently pick it up—the solar lights had kept the environment illuminated, dyeing the newborn life with a thin golden layer of silk.
Changing perspectives, the bright solar lights became a genuine star, its flashing light a blinding radiance of vacuum. Thus, a convoy of complete warships, mostly intact though with several being heavily damaged, darted through the emptiness of the universe.
The fleet was composed of three different warship styles. One had an insectoid exoskeleton design, while another resembled florals and fruits—or indeed a living warship grown than built. The third type—also the style fewest in number—were ordinary metal warships.
Either way, the strangely mixed fleet, which belonged under a single banner, was streaking through a planet system and making a beeline for the inner orbit.
"Alert! Spawns of Chaos!"
An inorganic voice hailed from the communication channel. The orbital edge that the fleet had already passed was filled with the wrecks of many warships and corpses of unusual, aberrative lifeforms. The wrecked ships consisted mostly of the insectoid exoskeleton vessels, while the aberrations were of diverse forms—they were warped, malicious and filled with all sorts of insignificant but absolutely dangerous tumors and bacteria, their very existence seemingly symbolizing absolute Chaos.
Then, the cold mechanical voice spoke again, "They may be lurking in the wrecks. All hands, attention—vaporize them!"
At the sound of the order, the fleet synchronously armed their weapons. Barrels of psionic wave cannons began to condense photons as burning psionic flow that could vaporize most substance gathered.
Silver blue light flashed, and then exploded.
The vast psionic beam that was as long as a trial of stars instantly reduced warships and aberrations into nothingness. Likewise, countless younglings of Chaos that lurked within screamed silently in the Void, before dying in the light.
[Time flies. I've already forgotten the time I lived by your side.]
[Even so, I have to leave—for the stars, for the races, and for our own world.]
In the azure skies, the huge larva which grew slowly—or in other words, a young Tanyan—was using psionic powers to fly unsteadily in the air, even frequently making mistakes. However, a pair of huge, gentle tendrils would constantly reach towards it and fix its flight path, and soon the larva learnt to fly.
It, or 'he' was pleased. Holding the small larva in a tendril embrace, both entities looked up towards the stars, where one star was dying after another in the vast oceans of stellar bodies. The stars were dying visibly in the dark universe, just as how the main batteries of the warships ignited and slowly incinerated the carnage.
The mixed fleet had escaped the galactic battle zone only to reach a broken fort. In the orbits of the gas giants, the wreck of the trapezoidal fort was 14,000 kilometers in diameter—a planetary fort in its truest sense. Its distinct armored form, along with the interior style of its broken sections revealed that the fort and insectoid warships shared the same origins.
"Scout spheres detaching, searching for survivors!"
The cold mechanical voice sounded at the edge of the fleet. Rows of corvettes marched, ports opening on their bottom hulls as small metal spheres shot out, igniting with psionic light and streaking towards the trapezoidal fortress.
Soon, one reply after another echoed.
"Report, no survivors found."
"They're all dead. It only fell three months ago, damn it! If only we had arrived earlier!"
"At least the Chaos minions have been repelled. The operation 'Great Turnaround' has been a great success—they have been forced out from this quadrant."
As the noisy information exchange rang throughout the channels, a cold mechanical voice spoke, overlapping every other voice.
"Destroy it."
A massive G-shaped warship more than twenty-five kilometers in diameter stood at the center of a fleet, with its bow armed with a psionic gathering port. A grey-white intelligent creature resembling a massive cicada and advanced in years stood on the command post, his tendrils flailing. The mechanical voice had spoken from the translator crystal on his chest and was relayed to the entire fleet.
"Destroy it," the old Tanyan repeated, "attack the Fifteenth Zone—the lower half of the fortress where the energy reactor had been, and leave not a single spot of Chaos."
Therefore, light converged and radiated once again, shooting straight and stabbing directly into the energy reactor in the 15th Zone.
In the blink of an eye, blinding light shone. An incomparably violent detonation erupted without a sound, and the planetary fortress disintegrated amidst the shockwave, crumbling into massive pieces of debris that finally broke in the fiery radiance, reduced to dust amidst the stars.
The fleet, however, stayed unaffected by the little explosion.
They simply kept advancing.
[I've promised that I'd definitely protect you. I'm a great hero who would definitely return in triumph.]
[All will be well.]
The light from the fortress explosion washed over the fleet like tide, but the psionic shielding on the surface of the ships intercepted it just like reefs. The old Tanyan looked upon the vacuum and the sun as if time had reversed to a dozen years ago, to a moment where he carried a child over his shoulders and strolled over the shores, both of them watching as their footprints were washed cleanly away by the seawater, their tendrils dancing simply and happily.
The scene where the sun was reflected over the seawater resembled this very moment… the shockwave from the explosion burst away, strong solar winds that stirred dazzling, dreamlike halation.
Even as the halation kept its pursuit, the fleet advanced to the edge of an azure planet.
There were even more shipwrecks, corpses of Chaos spawn, and fortress ruins there—in this place, one would have distinctly felt that Chaos was not far away, lurking in numbers nearby within the very corpses of the Chaos spawn.
However, upon another cool order, the advancing fleet energized another translucent layer of bounded field—within the reach shrouded by the ethereal light of the so-named Barrier of Order, all Chaos briefly lost all vigor or were simply reduced to nothingness. The advanced technology, invented by another elite civilization on Stellaris and freely provided to other civilizations, effectively curbed the spreading and infection of Chaos, on condition that the barrier emitter had sufficient output.
Meanwhile, the Tanyan captain moved slowly to the forefront of the bridge. No one stopped him, with some of the crew even quietly leaving their positions to allow the imposing and respected commander to clearly see the nearby azure planet.
Even with the naked eye, the commander could see that the planet resembled bread covered in mold. Its azure shade, though still perceptible, was already covered with dense dark green mold.
And the spots where the mold covered were incidentally the most populated regions of the planet.
"…Attempt communication."
His tendrils dancing, the translator on his chest did its job dutifully as formless low frequencies that compounded with psionic energies echoed in the atmosphere. "Try every frequency—don't give up on any single one of them."
Having heard their orders, the other crewmembers certainly would do their best. Noisy hailing of all sorts rang at once throughout, filling the once quiet bridge with various exaggerated contents and trivial words.
On the other hand, despite all the bustling and shouting, the Tanyan commander did not move at all. He simply watched the familiar azure planet and the dark-green mold spots that kept enlarging… as a powerful psionic, he could no longer sense any single independent consciousness or psionic presence on the planet.
Whether it had been a continent or ocean—all light had died from the planetary surface on the other side of the sun.
The radiance of civilization had been extinguished.
There was no answer from any frequency.
"Commander…"
Eventually, there was no more hailing. Every frequency fell silent, and a humanoid plant lifeform who was wearing the First Mate standard hesitantly approached the Tanyan Captain, pausing as he was about to speak.
"There's no response or signs of life," he eventually said with a quiet voice. "My condolences, Commander."
"Tanya has fallen."
***
[I swore to do everything in my power to protect everyone, even if it means sacrificing myself.]
[I've once sworn so.]
Infinite soul fragments surged across the river of souls, with screams of emotion leaping like fishes off the water, whereas rage, misery and despair crashed into the surface and stirred waves in the soul. There was much recollection—the first feeding, the first crawl, the first word, the first mumbling of 'mum' and 'dad'… there was also the first flight, claiming first place in the first academic year, and leaving for the central academy for further studies…
Too many first times, including that particular one… before leaving, the cicada that was now as large as its father had flipped its tendrils, linking and rubbing them to emit a tiny signature.
"I love you, daddy."
It was his first mention of love to his parents. Seemingly embarrassed, he hurriedly added, "You must win and come back safely!"
"Of course."
That had been his voice—confident, filled with purpose, the great sense of duty crushing the trace amounts of disquiet for momentum to persist in his advance. "I am a hero."
***
Silence.
There was only silence in the bridge and the communication channel.
Everyone had quieted. The noisy orders, the banter amidst the pain, and the voice of each captain scolding their crew were all gone—the Void fleet simply suspended upon the gravitational balance point of the planet.
Nevertheless, their stillness did not mean that the planet would have remained still as well. The little mold spots spread across Tanya had suddenly began to shrink and wiggle, with countless miniscule but dense spots of green ejecting out of the moldy clusters.
Those were newborn spawns of Chaos.
It was the aim of the Evil God of Pestilence when it eroded the planet—every organic substance would not be spared, but be assimilated instead. Chaos indeed ate away at all things, although it simply prioritized living creatures.
From the perspective of psionic individuals, a planetary-sized cicada silhouette was being bound by all sorts of mold and tentacles on Tanya itself, struggling, trembling, flapping its wings but never escaping… it was the composite of all intelligent souls, psionic energies, and supernatural energies of the planet, bound by Chaos and slowly corrupted.
And it was now the raw material with which the Evil God of Pestilence would create a Void Mother.
In that very moment, the Tanya Commander's tendrils that had froze for sometime swayed. His voice, very cold and mechanical, spoke quietly.
"Execute purging protocol."
"Commander…"
Beside the huge inside, the Midgardian resembling a plant raised his hand as if intending to dissuade him, but ending up saying nothing and only sighing.
In his eyes, the psionic signature of the Tanyan commander had changed from silver blue to blood red. "Destroy it," the mechanical voice that was calm to the point of depressing repeated, the Tanyan commander motionless apart from his tendrils. "That place is now the domain of Chaos."
In the emptiness of the universe, the mixed fleet slowly dispersed while the massive G-shaped warships moved forward slowly to hover directly above the planet. The vessel transformed, stretching its hull which had contracted and became a straight, colossal inverted cross. And by the lower tip of the cross, the port of the psionic crystal began to gather light that was infinitely focused.
"Shoot."
Light converged and promptly burst forth—under the command of the cold mechanical voice, a ray comparable to the Milky Way hence descended, shooting straight into the oceans of the planet.
***
The surface of the now-polluted coastal borders of planet Tanya used to be a place where many Tanyans once enjoyed their vacations and had been filled with countless laugher.
It was also a place where a father and son had a stroll, and gazed upon the stars in the skies.
But now, the once beautiful shores only had clumps of corrupted organic composites that resembled seaweed and mud.
A bright beam like no other shot down at the very heart of the ocean.
Firstly, there was silence.
Then, it grew into a rumble that was deafening, oppressive and profound.
Ka-booooom!!!
A titanic tsunami dozens of miles long and vapor burst away from where the beam had descended. The atmospheric cycle of the planet was instantly shattered, and the planet's very form resembled a broken egg, the steaming vapors its yolk that kept flowing away.
Even from the emptiness of space, distinct ripples could be seen spreading to every corner of the world, breaking mountains and destroying cities, engulfing the dense virgin forests that were now all but polyps, and cleanly washing away every remnant of civilization and Chaos.
Naturally, those ripples were completely engulfed alongside the corrupted beach.
Everything was destroyed.
In space, the core of the planet had been detonated by the exceedingly focused psionic beam and gradually disintegrated into planetary debris. It would have kept crumbling in millennia to come, eventually becoming an asteroid belt dozens of millennia later.
Meanwhile, the mixed fleet had long since warped away from the planetary system and headed for the location of their next mission. One task awaited after another for the guardians of the galaxy, for Chaos allowed no rest for the weary.
Inside the warship, which had now reverted to its G-form, the body Tanyan Commander who had appeared so calm was shuddering, and the shudders grew stronger the further the vessel warped away from the destroyed planet. Beside him, the Midgardian First Mate had wanted to console him, but was pushed away by a gentle wave of blood-colored psionic energy—though appearing threatening, it remained ever so calm.
Snap—with a whirl of tentacles, the old commander pulled out the translator on his chest, his tendrils flailing violently in the air as faint psionic energies stirred.
There was no sound apart from air being whipped. Without a translator and with so far a distance between, none could understand what the old man was roaring or hear if it was a cry of rage, misery, or perhaps both.
Even so, the truth was that the old Tanyan had said nothing.
He could not say a thing.
"Ah, aaah…"
"Aaaaaaaaaargh!!!"
A lamenting scream, as if one was vomiting their soul.
It had merely been a small planetary system—a small civilization and an insignificant battlefield between Order and Chaos for a galaxy.
As one looked further away from the planetary system, one could see that atop the great chessboard of the stars, infinite light flickered, just as there were those eaten away by the inexhaustive darkness.
The stars swirled.
Infinite rage, despair, sadness, and longing. Boundless misery and mourning, along with infinite love.
Immeasurably intense emotion combined with countless souls and lives, gradually gathering into a great vortex that swirled between the stars.
The psionic energy and life combined into a vortex as if invoking, praying, and yearning for something.
It was summoning Destruction, or perhaps Hope.


Joshua woke up in the middle of a battlefield one day only to discover that he has been transmigrated into a popular MMORPG, Continental War. Discovering that he has not only been displaced in space but also in time, Joshua realizes he has knowledge of the events unfolding around the world as he had played through them as game events. Read on to discover how Joshua forges his path toward becoming a legendary warrior embroiled in the struggle of Order and Chaos!

Translator: Ares
Editor Group: Liber Reverie

Ruuuumble!

Sangjin, who blocked the attacks from the surroundings, breathed out quietly.

It was evidence that attacks from the sides were loosening.

Until now, it was hard for him to find time to breathe, but now the attacks were lessening. However, Sangjin knew that nothing would get better from this situation.

Treeeeeeeeeemble!


The soul shard of Neropa was becoming bigger that had settled within his chest. So far, he was able to withstand the desires of using its power, unlike Arentel or Belphegor who did not try to suppress it, to begin with.


This was why he had not been devoured by the shard and had endured up to this point.

However, it was now too much.

Treeeeeeemble!

The soul of Neropa that had been dyed with red was beginning to bloom and devour his own soul.

'When will it be.'

The moment Sangjin muttered to himself…

Crack!

'... Damn!'

His right hand moved freely and disrupted his left hand.

At the same time…


Booooooooooooooom!


The attacks that came his way caused his whole body to fly back.


Block!

While barely blocking the attacks with his sickle, Sangjin had a calm expression.

'... Erosion already.'

It wasn't just his right hand.

It was his whole body that had been out of his control and had been operating independently.

Seeing Sangjin like this, Belphegor approached him with a relaxed look.

"You have endured for long."

Now, there was no need for them to attack any longer.

If they take their time, he would eventually become one of their own.

Since he would be one of their own people, there was no need to harm the body.

'I'm not sure who's inside of him… but that friend has the right to witness and live in this new world.'
Belphegor looked around and breathed in deeply.

There was a brief commotion, but it was finally coming to a close.

No, the ark was damaged quite seriously to call this a brief commotion, but this was nothing to what they would obtain in comparison. 

Inside the ark were their fully preserved knowledge and civilization.

It had all the different races from the planets that they managed formerly, and even their own people who were dormant, but had their souls remained intact were present as well.

With all of these alone, rebuilding their civilization was simple.

'And… that is the key.'

Belphegor looked ecstatic as he saw the blue jade that was behind his body.

Blue Sunlight Jade.

It was the Jade that had brought themselves closer to extinction, who had longed for divine power.


In other words, it can be said that the Jade has so much potential that it could mimic some of God's power.

Everyone who woke up knew the contents of the bet that took place between the Savior and the Fairy.

As long as they won this bet, they were free from the curse.

This meant that they would have a chance to use the Blue Sunlight Jade, which was the cause of the curse which led them to not even dare to use it previously.

Then, their civilization will soar again to an unprecedented level.

It may even be possible for them to intrude the Abyss and unify it, a place where they could only look from afar and dare not enter in before.

They would use the 7th Floor as their territory, utilize the hells of fire as energy, and would keep all kinds of races and species as pets.

What a sweet future this was.

This was all due to the triumph of their Savior.

Although they had to spend more than thousands of years in frozen coffins, in return, they had received a huge opportunity to leap forward.

'With such an opportunity before them, there was no need to overdo themselves.'

Overextending and dying will just be a dog's death.

It was more than enough to just stall time from afar.

Crack!

"Ugh…"

While Belphegor was smiling, Sangjin had already knelt down to one knee at some point.

He was trying to fight the bacteria that was rampaging his body and trying to take control of.


Belphegor walked over and put his hand over his shoulder.

"Now, get up."

It was then…

Boooooooooom!

Something fell out of the sky and hit Belphegor directly.

"Uhk…!"

Struck, Belphegor threw up blood and rolled on the ground.

'What the hell…!'

Belphegor regained his posture and urgently looked around his place.

There was one woman.

She had ripped the floor apart as she stood in front of Sangjin.

"..."

The moment the woman looked at Sangjin with a complicated expression…

Whooooooooong!

Sangjin who had suddenly sad down swung his sickle and aimed for the woman's neck.

Seeing this, the woman sighed before deflecting the sickle away.

At the same time…

Boooooooooooom!

"Kuhuk!"

Sangjin who had caused all sorts of trouble for the Neropas had his sickle deflected far away before settling on the ground.

Ruuuuuuumble!

After deflecting the sickle away, the woman grabbed Sangjin's neck and looked straight into his eyes.

The pupils were dyed in red.

As if there was some consciousness left, the eyes were not fully shining in gold, but there was not much time left.

It was obvious from how he had attacked her just now.

The presence that began to occupy Sangjin's body spoke out as Taehee looked at him.

"Don't resist. Even the one you followed… is now part of our race. Surrender and accept us."

He knew that the woman in front of him was strong.

However, it wasn't normal.

His whole body was covered in blood and his muscles were ruptured, yet the wounds had yet to recover. The most serious problem lied in the curse.

They, who had received some abilities over time, were able to see that the time around the woman was twisting and accelerating like a snake.

It might be different if they were fully adapted, but it was hard to beat her in their conditions.

From those words, Taehee spoke with an apathetic expression.

"That's something that we will know at the end."

At the same time…

Ruuuuuuuumble!

"Kuhuk!"


Something rose from Taehee's body and penetrated Sangjin's body directly.


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Ruuuuuuuuuuuumble!

Taehee watched the inside of her body.

Originally, she had seven soul shards.

One of them disappeared from the Yellow Zone, and the other from the Green Zone.

Two more disappeared in the Blue Zone.

The two that were possessed by Magnus and Agnus in the Violet Zone had also disappeared. They were originally located in the Indigo Zone, but had come up and settled in the Violet Zone before disappearing. 

This was why there was only one left.

<Save it. You'll never know when it will come of use.>

Taehee did not take Clementine's words lightly and nodded.

As Clementine had mentioned, they had no reason to use it at this location.

The reason they left their colleagues downstairs that had their bodies planted with the Seven Soul Shards was to control the places that were beyond their reach.

Not to mention after Agnus and Magnus came up from below, their power was replenished.

There weren't that many that were useful.'

Taehee muttered.

Kangtae and Keldian were a little too strong for them to plant the Seven Soul Shards, and the ones below them were not worth planting the soul shards either.

However, it was clearly written in Clementine's letter.

<It is time for you to use it.>

'Clementine… is this truly right?'


"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk…."

Taehee muttered as she watched Sangjin's soul being swallowed up by her own soul shard.

She was already a 6-Star.

The Neropa soul that had settled in Sangjin was only a 5-Star, so he could not resist her soul shard.

Belphegor shouted loudly when he saw this and realized that something was going wrong.

"Stop her! You must stop her!"


At the same time…


Boooooooooooooooooom!


The attacks relentlessly tackled Taehee.

Taehee, who bit her lips while watching, stood up from her seat and stood in front of Sangjin.

Booooooooooooom!

The attacks that were pouring towards Sangjin's body who was knelt down was blocked by Taehee's body.

Boooooooooooooooooooom!

Booooooom!

There were thunderous blasts as she gathered her mana and blocked the attacks. She wanted to strike back, but she couldn't.

Time was intertwining itself in the aftermath of the skills that she had used earlier.

Although she was a 6-Star, speed was one of the most important factors in battle.

Due to her battle with Hansoo, her body was in a state of chaos.

Ruuuuuuuumble!

Taehee, who clenched her teeth while looking at her body, looked at Sangjin and spoke.

"You know… the way?"

At that moment…

"Maybe I do…"

Sangjin, whose golden eyes had sunk away and allowed his black eyes to return, nodded with a tired look.

This was the only opportunity.

Now that the fragment of Taehee's soul was stifling the consciousness of Neropa's soul, its disruption was gone and allowed him to regain his consciousness.

Sangjin took a deep breath.

"I'll play in your faction… Clementine.'

At the same time…

Booooooooooooooooom!

Sangjin, who held the spirit of Neropa and Taehee at the same time, put his hand on the Blue Sunlight Jade.

The change that had started in order to rid of a God’s boredom.

The diary of Kang Hansoo who had come back in order to save humanity which had been destroyed by this change.

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Ekdud’s Revised Synopsis:

Reincarnator is a Korean novel that is quick paced under the genre of reincarnation action fantasy. A novel situated in a world located in another dimension after the original world goes through an apocalypse. A ‘God’ decides to relieve his boredom by creating a whole new world where countless races from numerous worlds and dimensions were poured in, the Abyss. Humans were one of the weakest and most feeble races of all within the Abyss but their potential for growth has helped them survive. Alas, almost all of the last remaining humans have been hunted down by the strongest races of the Abyss, the dragons, and demons. The few remaining members find and reach the Space Time Crystal, an artifact that can send one person back in time.

A novel about the main character going back in time to redo everything humankind has done to ensure the survival of their race in the future. This novel actually hits a lot of different genres as it attempts to integrate romance, comedy, gaming, action fantasy, modern fantasy and more. Please give it a chance!

*** PS : Until it is fixed : Gwang goonju / Light Monarch / Mad Monarch are all the same people.

<010. Chaminator vs Lamborghini (3)>

Casemiro

He was born in 1992. HIs main position was defending midfielder and he possessed such an exceptional defensive skill that he was called this generation's Makelele. Plus, he towered over Ho Yung so he predicted that Ho Yung would be an easy mark.

'He's just fast at running.'

Casemiro acknowledged Ho Yung 's on-the-ball speed.
However.
'You can't win by just being fast.'

Casemiro, who would lead Brazil in the future, waited for the right timing and interfered.
His trademark - ball cutting. 

He was confident as he was easily the best in any foot technique between kids his age. He was confident that he could cut across Ho Yung's possession - this was the right time!

"Huh?"

He was so surprised that his thoughts froze. 

The reason? The monstrous power with which Ho Yung was running. He missed Ho Yung because he had stood in shock.

'How is he that fast…"

Ho Yung was not using fancy techniques like phantom dribble or flip flap. He was just dribbling long to the left and running recklessly with monstrous speed. Therefore, he had just escaped Casemiro's defence zone with speed alone. 

It was like he had waited to catch a cheetah with his bare hands and missed. Casemiro's attempt at defence kicked nothing but grass. Ho Yung didn't care - he charged like a bull to the penalty box.

The goalkeeper ran out but it was too late. The ball had already left his foot.

Smash!

"Woah!"

The goal that had just been scored transformed the stadium into a frenzy of enthusiasm. The parents of FC Run Shoot and sports reporters were busy flashing their cameras. Even the usually calm commentator, Sung Don, started screaming.

[AHHHH~! Player Ho Yung Wu! What is this! He just scored against the best of the best, Brazil's San Paolo FC! Is this even possible?]
[I'm very proud! I regret looking down on FC Run Shoot! Look how bright Korean soccer's future is!]

It was only one goal but the process leading up to the ball touched everyone's hearts. It was perfect - he had escaped Douglas Costa's attacks with speed and cut through Casemiro's defences. 

A true ruler of the field!

'Ah, that's what the caption will be.'

Cho PD felt like he needed two heads to watch the game and work - he had goosebumps all over his body. 

"Wow… That little kid is so good. We're going to have higher ratings than we ever wanted!"
"I think so too. It's such a sensation that soccer academies are running out of spots all over the country! Run Shoot did this. Especially because of that boy!"

As always, Ho Yung ran toward the aerial camera.
"WOW!"

Ho Yung completed his ceremony and felt it in his bones - how Du Rim Cha is called Korea's Maicon Sisenando. 

'It's almost cheating! Ah.. my knees hurt a little.'

Meanwhile, the audience shouted down celebrations and encouragements at Ho Yung.

"Let's go Korea!"
Clap clap!

The World Cup had ended but its energy still lived on in this stadium.
Ho Yung's chest swelled with pride. 

He knew that this was not the biggest stage but to have people cheering and encouraging him made him reach a new level of happiness. 
The shouts were so loud that he couldn't hear his coach, Jung Guk, speak but he felt himself being fuelled by the encouragements. 
'Today, I'm the best.'

At that moment, he saw something.

[Select the skill you desire]
Soccer Prodigy (B+)
Lightning fast ball cutting (B)
Compliant ball defending (C)

'Of course, I'll take the soccer prodigy.'
When he selected the first, his already-possessed skill went up by one level. 

[Ho Yung Wu]
Skills Possessed
Soccer Prodigy (B+) ↑
Heavy Mid Shoot (C)
Strong muscles of a healthy man (C)
Impressive curving free kick (C-)
Chaminator's kick and run (U)

'Alright. Went up a level.'
He then reexamined Casemiro's conditions.

[Casemiro]
Skills Possessed
Soccer Prodigy (B+)
Lightning fast ball cutting (B)
Compliant ball defending (C)
(A skill can be taken if the criteria is fulfilled.)
(Criteria 1: 5 solo breakthrough runs )
(Criteria 2: Achieve a hat trick.)

'Okay, 5 solo breakthrough runs plus 2 goals.'
The time remaining was 30 minutes. It was possible if he kept running like he did.

'Next is ball cutting.'

As long as it was a consistent skill- unlike the ups and downs skill - it was more the merrier. 

Also, if he gained defence skills as well, it would make him a more well-rounded player. Ho Yung didn't rest. 

Beep!
The goals were switched after halftime. 

Someone took the place of Costa's position. The coach, Carlos, had decided to make Costa rest to ensure he was in the best condition for the world youth competition. 

In other words, it was a mercy of some sort - he took him away before he had the chance to get humiliated. Douglas didn't understand that motive and instead spoke to Carlos, dissatisfied. 

"It's because I'm not in a good condition!"
"Well if that's the case, you can go on the bench and rest for today."
"But…"
"Dougie, you learnt something valuable today. Go back to the bench and think about what you've learnt - show that you learnt something next time we play."

There was flexibility in samba soccer. 
There was flexibility in the youth system too. 

It was the responsibility of Brazil's representative to have a flexible mindset. 

"But what would I learn from a bunch of Asians? I'm a Brazilian that's going to become the representative, Seleção Brasileira de Futebol."
"What?"
"Um.. Sorry, I didn't…"
"Dougie. If I was a referee, not a coach, I would have disqualified you for racist remarks. If you can't accept and acknowledge other people's skills, then try being objective. See what reality looks like."

Costa stared at the field with a discontent expression, like he didn't quite understand what was just told to him. More specifically, he stared at Ho Yung, who was currently flying all over the field.  

"That bastard… At that age…"
"Hey, Dougie, didn't you turn 12 two months ago?"
"Yes, coach."
"So, you're not so young anymore. You know that Ronaldo debuted in a professional team at age 14, yes?"
"Of course."
"I hope you understand what I'm saying. Only your fans will stand for your immaturity. You won't have them either if you don't have skills."
"... I'm sorry."

Costa admitted his mistake and retreated to the bench. Carlos looked into the match with intrigue.
'Good stamina and good muscles too. His on-the-ball speed is incredible.'

Where did a monster like that come out of?

Carlos was an important member of the staff of San Paolo FC. He had trained many soccer stars of Brazil. 

'That boy's got enough talent to count himself among the stars. I'll have to watch him.'

The game flowed on with Ho Yung dominating it. As it neared the end, Ho Yung became tired and San Paolo saw this as an opportunity.

[San Paolo just started striking back! I think they're finally warmed up!]
[Well, they must have been adjusting to the time difference. Or the harsh winter of Korea.]
[Haha! You're right, it's too early for San Paolo to give up. They can catch up easily.]

Easy.

Soccer was not a sport one person could do alone - there was nothing left for Ho Yung to do when he became exhausted.

'Come on, run, FC Run Shoot! Run!'

He was thirsty for a victory. 
If they defeated the prestigious San Paolo FC, it would be publicity like no other. 

But of course, the game went back to the favour of San Paolo. 

As if they were proving that they were renowned for a reason, they battled Ho Yung and made a score of 4:9. 

The real winner wasn't San Paolo. They had kept their dignity in the end but they had lost more in this game. It was supposed to get the players motivated for the world youth competition but it only did the opposite.

The team's morale fell.

At least there was some benefit.

"That boy, he seems like there's something to him."
"Yes, coach. It feels like seeing Ricardo play. His on-the-ball speed is incredible - his normal running is okay at best but he's absolutely explosive when he kicks and runs. I'm curious as to what he'll be like when he's fully developed."
The feedback was very objective. 

The playing style was similar to Brazil's rising star, Kaka, and his kicking and running was art. It was enough to bring praise from anyone.

"If he's got talent techniques-wise, he's a real star."

Pele, Ronaldo, Romario, Ronaldinho, Kaka.
They leap over genius - the word that describes the legends and gods,

Star!

"But his foundations are surprisingly weak."

But.

"His body is fast and his brain is clever. On top of everything, he enjoys soccer. Hm... he would make a good player."
"He enjoys soccer! Haha, that point is the best point that you've made."

They could have never imagined that this was actually a 24-year-old man re-living his life. 

Anyway, it was true that Carlos was thoroughly impressed. 
"Let's see if he's just a regular prodigy or if he's something much more."

After the game when the players were being interviewed, Carlos armed himself with a translator and went over to the audience. 

He stopped at a couple in their 30s. 

Carlos smiled widely and greeted them in Portuguese.

"Ola!"
"Ah…. Hola."

Ho Yung's mum, Hi Sun, replied in Spanish.
Then Carlos's moustache was pushed up in a smile.
"Oh, you speak Spanish!"
"Yes, I was born in Spain."
"Wow, what a coincidence. We won't need a translator then."

He sent back the translator. 
It was much more trustworthy to have a direct conversation when the topic was a big one.
"I'm Carlos, the coach of the San Paolo FC Youth team. I would like to talk to you, is it okay if I speak in Spanish?"
"Yes of course. But… why are you here?"
Carlos sat down.

"Is your son enrolled in a proper youth club?"

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.

While Li Shi Ying was waiting for Jiu Wei to killed Fan Guo Wang, somewhere near the battlefield, two shadow of two person flashed through the thick forest.

"Senior that girl is a translator like us and she is even the same type as you" A voice of a young girl quietly rang through the heavy rain.

"Yeah i know i saw her using THAT. She is more creative than we thought" Now a voice of a man answered the girl.

"Hmm we need to tell Lord Feng about this. Anyway i'm sure she will lose the battle since senior make the rain. Lord Feng will be happy if that old man manage to bring that girl to Lord Feng!" The girl talked excitedly to the man.

"Hmn. The rain will last only for 30 minutes so i'm not sure whether that girl will lose. BTW i can't use my power either so better hurry up and wait for Lord Feng" The man speed up his pace followed by the girl.

"Senior i agree to join hand with you so Lord Feng will give a backing to my sect right?" The girl once again asked the man in front of her with another question.

"Yeah if we manage to get that girl to our side maybe Lord Feng will support your sect. For now just stop talking get it?" The man voice was cold as cold as the winter rain and successfully made the girl shut her mouth.

The two of them quickly vanished from the battlefield area leaving behind the raining zone.

Back to Li Shi Ying place.

Li Shi Ying had totally exhausted. The rain was getting smaller by the time she saw Fan Guo Wang and Jiu Wei met face to face but she was feeling too weak to do anything to help Jiu Wei.

Her divine beasts had one by one defeat the saint stage elders even though they were heavily injured thus needed to went back to their contracted space as soon as possible.

The 50 flying-type beasts was reduced into 40 as 10 of them died in the battle. The 100 beasts army also lost around 20 of their family and still haven't killed all the enemies! 

The beasts were getting tired and weakened while the enemy, there were still around 200 people left.

Li Shi Ying was with Di Yu avoiding the fierce battle happening around her. She was currently waiting for Jiu Wei to kill Fan Guo Wang and end this battle.

From quite a distance she could clearly see how Jiu Wei was giving his all to kill Fan Guo Wang. The situation wasn't that good for Jiu Wei.

"Di Yu you won't help Jiu Wei?" Li Shi Ying turned her head to look at Di Yu who was standing beside her. She still had white mammoth and camuflage horse protecting her so wouldn't it be better for Di Yu to go over there and help Jiu Wei? 

"Nope. I don't have any energy left mistress....moreover if i go who will protect you...mammoth is currently in tools form while camuflage horse is being used as mistress mount so none of them can actually protect mistress well" 

Di Yu shrugged his shoulder casually as he too watched Jiu Wei fight closely.

Jiu Wei place.

CLANG! CLANG! BOOM! 

Jiu Wei was currently having a fierce battle with Fan Guo Wang. He was indeed strong but right now he could only use a bit of his power which only on par with human in master stage.

This made the battle last longer than Li Shi Ying expected.

CRASH! 

"Argh!!!" Fan Guo Wang was wounded for the n-th time by Jiu Wei attack. It was true that now both of them were using master stage power but Jiu Wei was slightly stronger than Fan Guo Wang making him cornered as the time goes.

5 seconds later...

CRAK! 

Jiu Wei once again launched another attack using his sharp claw and this time the claw thrusted through Fan Guo Wang chest, slowly killed him from inside.

THUD! 

Fan Guo Wang body fell to the ground with a loud thud alarming his people.

!!! 

"Clan head! Clan head!" The people who were fighting the beasts earlier was shocked that their clan head had died and one by one quickly left their fight to approached their clan head.

The Fan Family people one by one surrounded their clan head and grimace. They couldn't continue the fight as their leader was already gone, making their spirit to fight gone as well.

Jiu Wei went back to Li Shi Ying place and quickly brought her to leave the place as the battle ended. Well even though they won, it was still possible for the Fan Family people to seek revenge for their clan head.

Li Shi Ying sighed in relief after she knew Jiu Wei had officially ended their battle. She felt so relieved and tired at the same time that finally lost her consciousness.

BLUGH.

!! 

"Mistress!!!"

COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

If you like to read perfect grammar then this book might not be your cup of tea, but I'm still learning. So, it will become better in later chapters. 

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2. 101 Days To Date Mr Target (coming soon) 

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Marco toured the coasts of Honduras without problems with the Mayan peoples uniting them all in the great Nova Roman empire but this lasted only until he arrived in Nicaragua, where he met with the Misquitos peoples a civilization completely different from the Maya and fortunately nothing that Sees with the Caribbean cannibals.

 

The first encounter between the empire and the Misquitos took place in a village that was on the south coast.

 

Marco personally met them while touring the beach, fortunately, the meeting was peaceful as it is a village that borders the Maya for trade, the communication was quite simple and fluid.

 

The locals took to see the elder of the village Marco and his men they waited outside while Marco entered the cabin next to the Mayan translator, the interior was very rudimentary but that does not matter since he comes to see the elder of the village.

 

"Welcome white man, tell me what your people are doing on our land," the old man asked while smoking a tobacco pipe.

 

The Mayan translator translated the old man's words

 

"My name is Marco, I am the governor of Americae Centralis, I hope you can join the empire in an equal treaty, your lands are in the territory considered," Marco said, looking decisively at the old man.

 

The old man looked at Marco as he continued with his pipe "Why should my people join you, you say they are your lands but for generations, we have lived in this place my tribe is peaceful but I will not hesitate to defend its millenary land"

 

Marco just nodded and his eyes showed a murderous determination "The empire only speaks once, I hope you are willing to be slaves and be separated from your family, Nova Roma respects their ancestral land that is why the goddess Tonantzin gave us her blessing, we do not seek to steal your land because stealing from you is stealing from ourselves.

 

We are not invaders from the moment we arrived and established ourselves, we are part of this continent, we bring progress or death, now tell me you can speak for all your people or only for your tribe, depending on your response your future will be defined "

 

The translator was shocked by Marco's words and translated them as best he could.

 

The shaman left his pipe trembling a little "I am only an old man who can speak for his people and my people are the Misquitos, I am the guardian God of these people, I really want to refuse and kill you, but the event that toured the continent is for you This only means that there are two possible ways of union or death.

 

I prefer to join my people to the winning side of the story than to die as Amalivaca is doing, I always knew that their people would end up badly by allowing them to eat human flesh, tell me, mortal, where I can join the new gods. "

 

Marco smiled "you will have to leave your people to accompany us to the imperial capital where you can join the great Zeus, Anubis, and the mother Tonantzin"

 

The god accepted Marco's invitation but left a warning "If you plan to go south in your conquest I recommend you prepare, that area does not belong to any god, it is what I call the death pit"

 

Marco took out his map and asked where this death zone begins from.

 

Coatl (Name of God) pointed half of Costa Rica to half of Colombia.

 

Marco looked up "That area is so dangerous"

 

The old man refilled his tobacco pipe and lit it "The jungle in that place is too big, there are giants that eat anything, not to mention that a large number of strange beings inside, even I can not know with exactly what is in that place, but I can tell you something if you enter that jungle you die "

 

Marco took the warnings of this god very seriously, he had to inform Flavio so that he decided what to do next, if what he says is true it is better to walk the wall to a safer place before he left he asked "How your name is an old god? "

 

"My name is Coatl, just tell me when you want me to go, it's painful to keep that chasm away from my people. Sometimes when I see it, I feel he looks at me."

 

After this, he urgently sent a ship to Flavio to give orders, on the ship, there was a complete summary of what Coatl told him.

 

In Magna Caribbean Flavio was solving some earrings with Hellena as it was what color would look best in the summer palace they plan to build in Magna Caribe

 

"I already told you, sweety, the Mayan Blue is fabulous if we can give the color to the coating of the castle it will look beautiful" Hellena said looking at the plans of the building

 

"It seems good to me, but you don't think it would look better with a white marble, which inspires more respect," said Derek, scratching his head.

 

"But what do you say sweety, you know that blue is my favorite color, since you forbade me to use makeup with azurite because it is a toxic mineral, I have always been wanting something blue and Maya blue is not toxic, when we come with the children once it is finished I would like to show you the blue summer palace on the horizon "said Hellena with bright eyes imagining the beautiful castle / summer palace,

When he saw his wife so excited, Flavio could only lift his shoulders. He knew he had lost to that beautiful face. "Very well, it will be blue."

 

Hellena was glad and hugged her husband, in the future the summer castle of Magna Caribe will be a tourist attraction because of the vivid blue color that it has given off for centuries.

 

While they were discussing other things, a messenger on horseback arrived from the port "Lord, an hour ago a ship arrived with these documents from Governor Marco"

 

Flavio took the documents and began to read them carefully, the more he read the more he was surprised "Love you have to return to the capital we have important visits" ...

Our protagonist was a Mexican who died on a flight, when he woke up he found Apollo who reincarnated him as the grandson of Gaius Octavian Turino (Augustus) the first Roman emperor, having a mission in hand to conquer the New World to save the Roman polytheist world and his existence.

Our protagonist will be able to develop the great Roman civilization in America and survive the different ones that exist in this distant land ...

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