MTL - Realms In The Firmament - Chapter 488 Declinedly refused!

In a Fantasy world in which a young girl with the Divine Protection of the Hero battles against the Demon Lord. In that world, Red, the elder brother of that young girl Hero, possessing the Divine Protection of the Guide which only grants a high initial level, fought in the initial party of the Hero.

He was chased to the very ends of the earth by those he once protected.

Betrayed by his friends and the ones he cared about, he lost his wife and unborn child.

Ending it all by throwing himself into the abyss, he was reincarnated into a world with Cultivation, where every being seeks to be the strongest.

Love or hatred? Which is it that drives him in this new life? Will he ever be able to take revenge on the one who destroyed his previous life?

Find out how the fate of the universe lies in Damien's hands by following Damien Godwin on his thorny path of vengeance and his journey to see what lies beyond...
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Martial Arts Grandmaster，who achieved the limit of human body, can fight a hundred foes alone as the founder of styles and schools. Yet, they could only reign supreme in ancient times. But the Immortals... Flying on the wind without relying on, they travel through the Azure Void, heading to the Northern Sea by dawn and reaching Cangwu Realm by dusk. Feeding on the wind and drinking the dew, transcending the mundane world, wandering freely with eternal life. That is humanity’s ultimate romance. Are Immortals fictional? Do they not exist in the real world? The outcome depends on the individual! The Martial Path was originally a defiance of the heavens, surpassing limits, turning the impossible into possible! So, what is wrong with desiring to become a Human Immortal, journeying to the Northern Sea Star by morning and reaching the Cangwu Realm by dusk? This is the story of someone in the modern world of martial arts who, armed with just a bit of informational advantage, ultimately became a Human Immortal and shattered stars with a single punch.

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]