I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods - Chapter 546 - 138: The Armored One

Noah Morgan has been labeled a loser, mocked by peers, and betrayed by loved ones. He is a man that society loves to ridicule and despise. He hits rock bottom when the person he trusted most turns against him publicly.However, just as everything falls apart, an envelope with a Phoenix stamp slipped inside his boring flat, revealing a shocking truth: Noah is the illegitimate son and heir of a secretive but powerful trillionaire.Noah inherits money and much more; he inherits a Wealth Management System, a digital interface that could assist him in expanding his wealth, unlocking hidden assets, and gaining abilities to influence people, increase his physical power, and get revenge on people who have hurt him.Now, Noah rises from the ashes with nearly unlimited wealth and resources.His enemies laughed and ridiculed him once, but soon they will learn his vengeance.

She died...virgin. [WARNING: EXPLICIT, MATURE CONTENT 18+]Cause of Death:Her overactive imagination and poor lifestyle. Binge-watched porn, dramas, and anime. Excessive indulgence in books, manga, Webtoon, WebComics, and Webnovels. Too much laziness and lack of sleep. Dehydration and an unreasonable amount of junk food.She never felt belonged in that world. Out of a sudden, she found herself alive in another person's body.So then she started leaping from one world to another, fulfilling the wishes of her new roles. Whether it would be salvation or retribution, she couldn't care less. Well, as long as it is interesting, why not try?***World After WorldsCONTENTS1st World: Brightest Star2nd World: Hara (queen)3rd World: Miss Officer4th World: Azkin's Curse5th World: Honey Trap***Ran: “Please note that this book has not undergone editing and proofreading. This may contain errors in grammar, spelling, or punctuation. Reader discretion is advised. Kindly keep in mind that this content has not been reviewed or revised to meet the author's usual standards. If you are sensitive to such material or find it difficult to read, I suggest waiting until the edited version is released. Unfortunately, I do not have an exact date for the release of the edited version at this time.”***This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.2021, Ran Barbasa.Image not owned. From Pinterest.(This is my first English novel. English is my second language. Please go easy on me!)

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

“How did a perfectly fine magic world invested by ghosts?”Aya looked at the ghosts in front of her silently and raised her hand to cast a spell.She came to the past and wanted to change the tragedy written in the history books. But how did these ghosts come with her too?Ah, will she cause early destruction of the world?Uh......“Teacher, if I tell you that I didn't mean it, would you stop being angry?” Aya trembled when she looked at the man in front of her.She didn't meant to offend him!“Oh?” Her teacher looks back and smiled faintly. Did she think she could escape after provoking him?“Ah, ah, ah....”Aya swore that she didn't mean to provoke her young teacher. But it seemed that it was inevitable?QAQ