Kidnapped Dragons - Chapter 393: Episode 106: Road to Happiness (4)

When an era came to an end, various forces set foot in cultivation to compete for immortality. A young boy who spent most of the time sleeping got lucky in the troubled times and became an unparalleled immortal who could cover the sky with a snap of fingers. Was he going to live forever?

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Wu Wei, who was once a fishman for the Queen of the Sea, awakened one day and unexpectedly acquired the Tycoon System.One yuan could be spent as ten thousand!!! (Yuan is the unit of account of RMB, which is the official currency of China)Thus, the balance of a little over ten thousand in his card instantly turned into more than a hundred million!However, this money could only be spent on high-scoring goddesses!Therefore, Wu Wei began his wild spending spree.Under his aggressive financial onslaught, all sorts of goddesses fell one after another.The white moonlight he'd been secretly in love with for years, the mature and sexy school beauty, the innocent and cute schoolgirl, the livestreamer with off-the-charts beauty, the delicate and soft dancing goddess, the dazzling top female star...Sorry, but I've monopolized all the goddesses!

“I wish to transcend even you, God. To reach a place even you couldn't reach!”“So let me take your place.”Growing up in poverty, Vergil never expected his life to amount to anything.After his organs are harvested and his life ends in silence, he is offered an impossible second chance by a deity known as Weaver.Granted a powerful Authority and reborn into a world where strength rules, Vergil knows only one thing: move forward with strength.What Weaver does not tell him is that his Authority carries a side effect. One that will shape not only his fate, but the heavens themselves.“Wait for me everyone. I'll devour everything and meet you there.”Warning: This novel contains excessive violence, torture and suicide.Extra tags #Conquer #Gods #InfinitePotential

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…