MTL - Pokemon Elf Master - Chapter 2812 Crisis, the trap set by the Chaos Dragon

The boy born with cursed eyes, said to be the traitor of all races.Discriminated against all his life will he fight back, or be consumed by hatred? Or will he learn to rise above it?In the world of magic... the Order of Arcane, filled with seven top races, all united by one thing: hating the color of his eyes and a certain name.This kid shall pay for a crime he never committed, etched with seven mythical curses by who? Who knows.How to release them? Solve the seven Akashi riddles.Will he win? Or just become another forgotten page in the history books of Eldarado?There are three primary types of magic: Normal. Racial. Unique.He awakens all of them.Normal: Well maybe not so normal for him.Racial: ??Unique: ??And one final question whispered in the shadows of forgotten historyWho is the true, declared heir to the Obsidian Throne.

Diane's life crumbles when she discovers her husband Liam's affair with her sister Sophie. Betrayed and heartbroken, she retreats to her friend Joan's beach house, seeking solace. But as plans for revenge take shape, Diane uncovers darker secrets and hidden agendas. Pregnant and determined to protect her future, she embarks on a journey of survival, retribution, and unexpected alliances.

He had lived a thousand lives… some were long and precious and some short-lived, forgotten in the back of his mind.

This time, he was born as baby Lee Seo-jun.

Elves… fairies… slimes… gift box… devils… he’ll use the mystical abilities from his past lives to captivate and capture the hearts of the people and become an idol, a superstar.

Using the memories of his life akin to a fairy tale, he’ll become an idol that will be remembered in the annals of history.

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A major event happened recently to the demonic sect – their powerful sect master suddenly went missing.

Everyone comforted each other: “Don’t worry, the sect master must be out pursuing fun, and so on.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

They waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and… Everyone slammed the table: “We’ve waited so long! The sect master must have met with a mishap! Look for him!!” Numerous disciples therefore ran rumbling down the mountain.

On a certain day of the month, a certain sect master opened his eyes and thought in confusion: Hey, who am I?

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