MTL - Heaven Official’s Blessing - Chapter 175 The gods of the gods

Dewitt, known as the Iron Marshal, is now on the verge of death. Just when the whole empire thought he was not going to survive, a small fox came down from the sky. The little fox was so powerful that it woke up the Marshal who had been in a coma for a month with one paw. If Wen Jin knew that the price of his paw was to become the Marshal’s fiance, he would refuse, because the legendary, ferocious Marshal was a well-controlled villain, only touching his fluffy body every day.

Wen Jin: You’ve had enough, I’m going bald!

Dewitt: Ten more minutes.

Wen Jin: Not a minute longer!

Dewitt: Then let me kiss you.

Stupid and lazy fox x black-faced Marshal meet in a world full of Zergs and war. Follow this intergalactic tale as they begin to trust and depend on one another.

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Childhood sweethearts.
The most popular person in school is my childhood sweetheart.

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Lu Changsheng, who traveled through time and became an apprentice in the Miaoshou Garden, originally wanted to work hard to be a generation of genius doctor who can help the world. But when he started to practice martial arts, he found that every time he practiced a martial art to perfection, he could improve his understanding.

Moreover, understanding seems to be able to improve all the time. Lu Changsheng wanted to know, where is the upper limit of comprehension?

Unremarkable: Slightly better than crap.

The posture of the middle man: obscuring everyone without knowing it.

Possesses great potential: Xiao He has just shown her sharp corners.

Qianlong in the Abyss: Flood Dragons Come Out of Shallow Water!

Praise from all sides: Show your sharpness, unstoppable!

Dragon and phoenix among men: The name of genius spreads all over the world!

Praise for centuries: Founding a sect and establishing a sect, calling the sect and being the ancestor!

A born sage: astonishing the past and the present, unsurpassed!

There is no one in all ages: there is no one before and no one after!

Top savvy: unspeakable, unseen, unheard!

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The finished volumes of “Mage Profound Truth”, “Eternal Martial Arts”, “Longevity Seed”, “Old Master” and “Survival Seed” are all excellent works, produced by Lao Yue, they must be excellent!

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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”