MTL - Rebirth 2008: I Can Make Money Reading - v2 Chapter 487 Shocking engine thrust-to-weight ratio

This is a world where science and magic coexist.

Some people here seek powerful magic, and some seek eternal truth.

A science tyrant who came from another world, started as a little librarian, with magic in his left hand and truth in his right, kicking the door of the new century with one kick.

Some people call him the forerunner of magic, some say he is the founder of science.

Some people describe him that way.

In the new century, Blair is a symbol of evil.

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After being defeated and captured, the dragon-slaying hero Leon became a captive of the Silver Dragon Empress.With a resolve for certain death, Leon unexpectedly turned the tables and successfully imp**gnated the empress on his verge of dying.He thought that this would be enough to let the empress live with shame for the rest of her life and he also fulfilled his duty as a dragon slayer.However, two years later, when Leon opened his eyes, he found a little dragon girl with a tail lying beside him……

Gaining a god-level talent at the beginning and becoming an enchanter, Zhao Xing chose to go with the country and let the country take him to level up!Skill enchantment: Unlimited [Knock Back], no matter how high the enemy’s level is, one punch will force knock back!Space rule enchantment: Common ring, enchanted as [space ring]! The sea is open to all rivers!Conceptual enchantment: Ordinary key, enchanted as [Master Key]! Open the doors to all ruins!When the strong men of China came to the battlefield with Zhao Xing’s enchanted equipment, the foreigners went crazy:France: “Fuck! This is the level 100 version of China’s land reclamation, and we are still at level 60?”Japan: “Wori, why is China’s equipment so perverted!”British: “Oh my god, the advanced dungeon has been completely occupied by China.”Feilu Novel Network exclusively signed a contract with the novel: “Everyone: God-level Enchanter, the Country Takes Me to Level UTakes Mep”; this novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental and should not be imitated.

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]