Dawn Of Legend:Rise Of An Extra - Chapter 202 :Who Are You?

She, a genius abandoned by her clan. He, a proud, pampered, two-faced imperial crown prince, a developing supreme ruler of the world. She, tricking him, disguised as a pig to eat a tiger, suppressing him, provoking him. Every time, after playing with him and stirring him up, she’d escape.

Brolin, the nine emperor of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, accidentally obtained the system of the realm of the world, and began the legendary journey of the battles!

In the Naruto world, with his star power, he overwhelmed the shadow-level powerhouses, grabbing reincarnation, and becoming a ten-tailed person!

Fighting the mainland, he led a large group of lords, surrounded the ancient eight clan, and confronted the peak Dou Sheng!

Covering the sky, he broke into the restricted area, seized the emperor’s scriptures and immortal medicine, and called the Lord of the human universe to fight supreme, and the sky was falling apart!

In the eternal life world, he crosses all realms, and fights against the Supreme King of Stone with the attitude of eternal true God!

Immortal continent, he jewels Jiuyang, looks down on immortal ancient, strong sky!

The perfect world, he runs across the sea, suppresses the heavens, and the Zhunxian Emperor must retreat!

Thinking of the eternal world, he ascended to the realm of Supreme Hunyuan, the fifth step of the war, Bai Xiaochun!

Heaven and earth, this is an epic of the black dragon!

- Description from uukanshu

Tian Han was a young boy who admired immortals. His dream had always been to become like them—flying on swords, using spells. But he was just an ordinary village boy, and he didn't have much of a chance for that. So, he always read books about immortals, and his admiration for them grew more and more every day. One day, he heard that he had a chance to become an immortal.“You can become immortal.”This was the sentence where his adventure began. Yes, he could become an immortal. And so, his journey started, and he found himself in the ruthless world of immortals.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”