Lord Zhang Fei - Chapter 172

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ]After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another.Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended.Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players.No one knows who is behind all this.Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing.But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game.He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them.“Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!”“Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?”“There are... 4 Regressors?”How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty?

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!

In his past life, Yang Chen was a gentle person who was oppressed for his whole life.

Now that he’s reborn, he chose to become an executioner and severs ties and grudges with his executioner’s blade, killing all that climb onto the Immortal Executioner’s Platform!

Heads will roll! Humans’ in the human realm, demons’ in the demon realm, devils’ in the devil realm and immortals’ in the immortal realm!

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What?! The sticking to her daily, eating her tofu (taking advantage of her ) is a cross-dresser?

Not to mention that he is the Evil Highness!! She had slept beside him, and was touched by him, what a big loss!

Ah–!

Softly on his chest, listening to his pounding, strong heartbeat, her face turned red. Her greatest desire was to be in his arms.

She never dared to dream before, dared not wish for, and thought that in this life there was no such chance. This had been in her most secret heart of hearts, she longed for his warmth, longed for his love.

Even though he had hurt her before, he had given her more tenderness than others.

Being teased, loved, laughed at… had infiltrated into her bloodstream. Love, she did not know when it had taken root, for when she discovered it, it had grown into a towering tree, no longer able to be split open or cut off.

His hug, his warmth, she would not allow him to give it to others. If they were not only for her, she would rather not have them.

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Fate is a funny thing.