"The First Sorceress of the Abyss Society!"
"Freya!"
The moment this name was mentioned, everyone present turned pale.
Because anyone who had ever dealt with monsters would not be unfamiliar with this name.
The Abyss Society is a cult dedicated to sacrificing the entire world to the Abyss, and among this cult, the most famous is none other than the Thorns Sorceress, Freya!
This evil woman, from the moment she appeared in front of the world, has been spreading evil, plagues, and disasters all over the continent.
In various countries across the continent.
Her bounty has basically always been maintained at over a million gold coins!
She is a complete devil, a woman without any humanity, dedicated to spreading fear and chaos!
"So... you know me?"
Freya's lips curled up, her slender fingers gently tapping her fiery red lips, she said coquettishly:
"It's really a bit troublesome~ But since you know me, then you should also know... him, right?"
In an instant.
As if being watched by some unimaginable existence.
A bone-chilling sensation spread through everyone's hearts.
And the next moment, amidst the blood mist, a huge footsteps slowly approached, and under everyone's shocked gaze.
A massive head slowly emerged from the blood mist.
Terrifying dragon's might enveloped everyone in an instant.
"Abyssal Bone Dragon!!"
Everyone was shocked.
The Abyssal Bone Dragon is an extremely high-level monster that can only be summoned by peak-level city-breaking sorcerers.
Once this terrifying existence appears, it will surely bring about a bloodbath.
They knew.
Their troubles were just beginning!
...
Meanwhile.
In Moonlily City, all the citizens stared in astonishment and panic at the distant sky.
"What's going on? The weather was fine just now, how did it suddenly change?"
"Quick! Look at what's in the sky!"
In an instant, the citizens' faces turned pale.
Right above Moonlily City, space suddenly twisted.
Crack—Crack—
A huge crack slowly appeared in the sky, inside was pitch black, howling winds carrying an indescribable evil aura surged out from the crack.
"The sky has split open!!"
"Is that a demon's anus?!!"
The citizens screamed and scattered in panic.
On the city walls, soldiers rushed back and forth, clearly a major crisis was about to descend.
"Quick! Inform everyone, activate the city defense array!"
On the high castle.
First Princess Vivian urgently issued orders.
Slowly, a massive semi-transparent array appeared above the city, isolating the howling winds outside.
Even so, the terrifying pressure still made the entire city gasp for breath.
Because it came too fast! Too sudden.
"Princess Vivian, what should we do?"
Beside Vivian, the knights' faces were pale.
They could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from the crack, as if something was rapidly awakening.
And the crack was still expanding!
Vivian bit her teeth, her face also paling at this moment.
Clearly.
She knew.
The Winter Spring Valley's steward was right.
The Abyss Sorcerers were indeed plotting to summon a powerful demon!
And judging by the situation, the summoning ritual was already complete!
Actually, several days ago, she had noticed some abnormalities, the spatial fluctuations nearby had some strange changes, which immediately aroused her vigilance.
That's why she quickly gathered many Sky Knights to discuss countermeasures.
But she never expected.
This time, a demon lord-level existence would descend.
"Quick!" Vivian forced herself to calm down, she bit her teeth and said:
"Inform the mages of the Magic Prohibition Library, let them immediately lift the seal on the Violet Key..."
"If the demon lord really descends... only the puppet left by the ancestor can help us..."
Upon hearing this, the two knights trembled slightly, their eyes astonished.
They were Vivian's trusted knights, also the most loyal subordinates of the Violet family.
They naturally knew about the Violet Key that Vivian mentioned.
Vivian was the last direct descendant of the Violet Great Lord.
And as long as the direct descendants of the Violet Great Lord hold that key, they can open the backhand left by the Violet Great Lord under this city for the entire Violet family.
A powerful magical puppet that has existed for thousands of years!
Perhaps, that was the only way to protect Moonlily City!
...
In the city of Moonlily.
"I'm very sorry! Sir!! We are closing early, if you want to visit again, please come next time!"
A hurried voice.
Bang—
The door of the Gentle Country abruptly closed, and Lynn was kicked out.
The wind blew—
Lynn stood outside, holding two ice cream cones, staring with wide eyes, wearing slippers.
The next moment, Lynn bit into the ice cream cone, knocked on the door with a pitter-patter, and shouted:
"Then give me my money back! What kind of business are you running! I just finished a bath! That's too much!"
Pitter-patter—
Pitter-patter—
Knocked for a long time, no one answered inside.
"Complaint! Such unscrupulous merchants, must be complained!"
Lynn was extremely indignant.
Just wanted to have a good massage, rub shoulders, press muscles, was it really that difficult?
And most importantly, the money wasn't refunded!
My gold coins were taken from my master's little treasury!
If this is discovered, isn't it over?!
Lynn, indignant, held his ice cream cones, walked alone on the street, then found a stall and sat down, dissatisfied, took out a few strawberries from his arms and threw them into his mouth.
The entire street was empty.
The wind blew up the garbage on the ground, extremely desolate.
More than ten minutes ago, the residents outside had already panicked and returned home, and Vivian had also sounded the alarm for a state of war at the first time.
And at this moment, a group of soldiers patrolled quickly on the distant street.
And the next moment.
Those soldiers all noticed the person sitting at the stall, eating strawberries discontentedly.
Those soldiers were shocked, without saying a word, they rushed over quickly, shouted at Lynn:
"What are you doing here? Why don't you hide quickly?! Do you want to die?!"
Lynn was stunned, said: "Why should I hide?"
The soldier was almost drunk.
He pointed anxiously at the huge crack in the sky, said: "Didn't you see such a big anus in the sky?! The city lord has declared a city-wide curfew, are you tired of living?!"
Lynn looked up, as if just noticing the big anus in the sky, chuckled, chewed on the strawberries, said:
"It's okay, I won't die, want to eat a strawberry?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
