I Kill to Get All SSS Abilities: From Outcast to Awakened - Chapter 81: Divine Flame Cult

On doomsday, Tang Yu unexpectedly got the Lord of the End System, he remained very calm.

Lack of experts? I will construct a pub so I can make ten draws in a row;

Lack of food? I can’t be too cheap with the large pack full of food supplies sent from the market;

Lack of safety? Arrow Tower, Mage Tower Artillery and all kinds of automatic defence buildings. Having many isn’t too many;

Lack of equipment? Workshop production must produce high-quality items. Sir, would you like one? We are having a 20% discount special at nine!

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In short, this is a story of Great Lord Tang building up his territory, attacking some monsters, and ripping off…… Cough, making some money at the same time.

How can I break when I wake up and find that I have entered an infinite stream escape game?
Xie Liuyi: Thank you, I am in the novice dungeon and just lost my memory.
Escape games have arrived, engulfing hundreds of millions of people. Everyone struggled to survive in various terrifying dungeons, being chased by monsters.
Only Xie Liuyi ran after the monster.
Other players: Be careful, don’t be discovered by the boss, otherwise you won’t know how to die.
Xie Liuyi: Where is the boss? leave me alone!
In Xie Liuyi’s view, whether it was a monster, a monster, a giant man-eating beast, or an unavoidable trap, in Xie Liuyi’s opinion, it was just a problem that could be solved by a fight.
Xie Liuyi: We Jianxiu have nothing else to do except fight.
The first copy: One-eye mountain scenic spot (completed)
Second instance: City Battle Royale (Completed)
The third copy: the courtyard is deep and deep (completed)
The fourth instance: Castle Mystery (Completed)
The fifth copy…
Each copy has a different taste~
※There is a male protagonist, the male protagonist is the little bamboo horse before the female protagonist crosses, and he only appears in the later stage. In the early stage, he has been living in other people’s lines.
During the copy period, try to update it every day. You may take a day or two off between the two copies. I hope readers will forgive me.

Content Labels: Under the New Year, Supernatural and Monsters, Unlimited Streams, Shuangwen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Xie Liuyi ┃ Supporting role: Yan Yugui ┃ Others: “Want to fly, work first” for advance receipt
One-sentence introduction: Jianxiu is breaking through the hardcore escape game
Conception: Knowing the greatness of the universe, still pity the greenery

- Description from novelbuddy

Noan transmigrated to a world that blends advanced technology and magic, with countless gates leading to other strange worlds.In that world, he took over the body of a young man of the same name who had just died.He realised that in this world, he was one of the 0.1% of the population who had the ability to become a landlord and had the right to go to mysterious lands to build territories.However, he was only a Rank F lord, the lowest and weakest rank in the landlord rankings.Besides, his family was like blood-sucking demons. Not only did he wear out his labour, but his younger brother was also jealous of him becoming a landlord, so he hired thugs to beat him to death.Fortunately, the 'old Noan' died, giving the 'new Noan' a body to live again.This Noan was not a coward; he was not weak like the 'old Noan'.And of course, the goddess of luck smiled upon him. Although he is only a Rank F Landlord, who can only summon useless Skeletons, he possesses the only Rank SSS talent in the world - Almighty Fusion.He can fuse ordinary skeletons and transform them into the King of the Undead, the lord of hell.He can help a weak succubus become the almighty fallen angel.He can turn a small lizard into the King of Dragons, the nightmare of all creatures.Besides, Noan also begins to lift the curtain that has hidden the truth about the new lands.

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.”