MTL - Pregnant Mothers In the End of the World: Stock Up on Space To Raise Babies - Chapter 665

A life filled with regrets.Once he realized his faults and decided to lead a new life, it was too late.His family was already gone.He had borne through each day with pure rage.Finally at the end of his misery, his wish reached the heavens—an unforgiven one.He goes against fate to raise his sword.

Bai Feng transmigrated into the game and became a formidable giant of the demon race, Bai Qingling.In the game, Bai Qingling was a scheming and cold-hearted character who would do anything for immortality. He practiced the art of Voodoo, created human puppets, and committed all sorts of evil deeds.What's even more despicable was that he always treated his three adopted stunning female disciples as pawns, making them the common antagonistic bosses in the “pure love” and “fallen evil” paths of the game!Bai Feng's arrival happened to coincide with the game's finale. At this moment, Bai Qingling was severely injured, completely depleted of mana, and about to be betrayed by those around him!In order to protect himself, Bai Feng had no choice but to intensify his wickedness and interact with those around him with the most ruthless and evil demeanor.But little did he expect that...Eldest Disciple: What a great immortal Master is! I really want to cry!Second Disciple: People misunderstand him so much. Master is truly a great immortal of love!Third Disciple: If we can contribute to Master's quest for immortality by sacrificing everything, what are we waiting for?Righteous Fairy: Master, if you don't abandon me, I will be willing to abandon the light and embrace the darkness, serving you faithfully!

Michael was suddenly reborn into a another world by a God because of an accidental death. To make up for this fact, the God gave him another life in a fantasy world of swords, magic, and monsters.Unfortunately, it turned out that the world he was reborn into was still stuck in the medieval times. It didn't have electricity, it didn't have proper plumbing, and it didn't have any technology that he was so used to back in his old world.But thanks to the God's blessing and an AI assistant called ChatJK1, he was given the power to MAKE his life comfortable. Slowly, Michael transforms this new world into a place even better than his previous one by taking ideas from the modern world and putting it in this world, with the added bonus of magic.

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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