MTL - Magic Chef of Ice and Fire - Chapter 227 Lost continent in change (on)

Several hundred thousand players are trapped in a gritty zombie apocalypse survival game just after game launch. There are hints that deaths in the game might be serving some other terrible purpose in the background of reality…

Kujo Yuuri, who had been playing Elysia Online, finally changed her occupation to the sage of her desire. Then, she was asked whether to go to the true Elyasia or not and selected [Yes], and somehow went to another world. Furthermore, she became a small child.

The small sage Yuuri and her companions’ love and adventure fantasy.

“[System Notification > Quest Complete: Apotheosis Through Death]”“[New Quest > Make the threat submit]”“[New skill obtained > Sovereign hands]”In a world where gods and different divine creatures walk among mortals, power isn’t just a privilege, it’s survival. Most people rely on Visors, elite fighters who harness mystical forces to battle threats beyond normal comprehension.After a brutal underground fight leaves him on death’s edge, Liam awakens with a secret system. Quests. Stat points. Skills. Level-ups. It’s like a game, and he is its player.The first quest? Kill or be killed.Author’s Notes :-I’ll be updating twice a day, and sometimes more.-The MC will eventually get to a point where he is overpowered.-The MC will have contracted OP summons that he borrows abilities from.-The fighting scenes are well written, especially in such a way that it feels like its animated and with a high budget.-No harem but the book is open to romance and a little 18+. It is also dependent on reader’s wants.-Discord Channel creation will be done soon-This will turn out to have multiple story channels so sit tight cause it’ll be a long run-I will appreciate every form of support. Thank You!

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.