MTL - Red Alert 1895 - Chapter 948 disgruntled portuguese

In a world entrenched by monsters filled with myriad factions, state disputes run wild. Amid these troubling times, martial arts have come to prominence and prosper.

Xu Ning transmigrates to this world with a Martial Arts Panel and becomes an ordinary villager. He only has one goal in mind: to become a master of martial arts.

Spend three energy points to level up Gale Knife Technique? Yes/no

Yes! Hell yes!

When Jiang Ming woke up, he possessed the power of immortality.

Facing the cruel and dangerous world of cultivating immortals, Jiang Ming realized his own path of cultivation.

That is, only practicing forbidden techniques!

Blood-burning knife technique, one year of life lost for each cut… Eat me ten times first!

A holy body for a hundred eons, three levels for one day…refined to one hundred thousand levels!

The Heavenly Reaper Technique, if you use it, you will be backlashed by the destiny… Let me first calculate the color of the saint’s clothes tomorrow.

To break the delusion, you need to look directly at the indescribable things…

Birth and death, being scoured by the secluded capital Huangquan every day…

Practicing and practicing… Jiang Ming discovered that his forbidden technique was already invincible in the world!

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I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.

“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

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