Guardians of The Damned - Chapter 46: He Knows...

God: I shall bestow the Saintess upon you.
Pope: W- wait a moment! This is a boy!
God: That is the Saintess.
Pope: ??????

And just like that, the Saintess was raised by the church for fifteen years without any questions asked…

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[WSA 2024 Entry][3-5 daily chapers update]“BOOM!”Tron's body smashed through seven mountains, shattering them to dust as shockwaves destroyed everything in a twenty mile radius!But by a stroke of luck, he managed to survive.[DING!][Host's has received an attack from a Crimson Void Dragon God][Host's muscles will begin to adapt to the same level of power.][DING!][Congratulations Host, You now possess the strength of a God-level Magus!]* * *In a world where magic reign supreme, Tron Mahoraga was rendered crippled, his Magical Cortex destroyed, used as an experiment for an Arch Magus.However...[Ding! Congratulations! Ultimate Evil Matrix System Activated!][ERROR!!! Arcane Cortex not detected!!!][Multiversal Law Of Survival Activated][Randomly increasing one of host's ability... ][Ding! Supreme Muscle Adaptation acquired: Host's Cells can adapt 10,000× times faster than regular human]

In the 21st century, she was the strongest bounty hunter who possessed supernatural powers and was proficient in brewing all types of potions. However, she becomes the first talentless child of a cultivating family when she transmigrates.

Two years ago, Iris Crawford was mocked by the person she loved as a hopelessly fat woman and was forced to sign a divorce agreement. She endured it!During a kidnapping incident, he chose to save his mistress instead, prompting Iris Crawford to swear that she would make this pair of cheating lovers pay the price!Two years later, she returned slimmed down and transformed, with her scumbag ex-husband continually begging for another chance, saying he had improved...A mysterious young master took to surrounding Iris Crawford, dishing out punishment to the scumbag and publicly humiliating him in the process: Iris Crawford, you’re not suited for something better; you’re suited for the best like me.