Marauder of the Apocalypse - Chapter 99: End of Summer

Demons and Beast descended, terrorizing the whole world for the past hundred years. Everyone can awaken a grimoire and summon a beast during their age of ceremony. Lucas, awakening the weakest grimoire, also awakened the weakest beast- a small dog with no combat capabilities. Fortunately, as a transmigrator, Lucas also mysteriously awakened a system that allows him to evolve his summons into their mythical beast counterpart. Follow Lucas and his journey to greatness as he evolved his beasts into never been before seen mythical creatures.

After possessing the game’s villain, my goal was solely one thing –

To escape from this cursed game world.

[Embrace a death befitting a villain]

I failed on the first run.

But I resolved once more to escape this world…

“I missed you, Kyle.”

Yet the heroines who once loathed me began to plead for my affection.

An accident let him have a special ability to turn back time up to 1 minute. When he said the wrong things in front of his leader, he was able to return back to 1 minute before to correct what he said.

During jade stone gambling and there was no jade inside, he turns back time to pick another stone.

When the woman he likes met an accident, he can return back to 1 minute before to save her……

A small fry’s rise through the ranks of the government service starts……

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Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.