Museum of Deadly Beasts - Chapter 27: Dispute

[ Invincible + Pure Body Refiner + Cruel and Bloodthirsty + Smashing Through Everything + Tall and Jacked MC + Monke Pet + Villain MC ]Wuji, a young man obsessed with becoming the strongest, was doomed by his own pathetic genetics. No matter how hard he trained, no matter how much willpower he had, he remained weak—a failure in both his own eyes and the world's.When he died, he thought his journey was over.But fate had other plans.Reincarnated into the frail body of a poverty-stricken village boy, he felt true despair. To live twice and fail twice? That was worse than any nightmare.Until Little Red, his strange monkey pet, handed him a tattered book.[ Ding! Body Refining Technique Detected! ][ Ding! Infinite Body Refining System Activated! ]In a world ruled by almighty Devas blessed by the Order Gods, Devils who command legions in the depths of the Abyss, and Chaotic Evil Gods that seek to consume existence itself—martial artists were nothing but insects.But Wuji?He would refine his body beyond mortal limits. His flesh would become divine steel, his fists would tear through the heavens, and his ever-growing body would shake the cosmos.Annoy him? Die.Stand in his way? Be obliterated.Defy him? Your existence will be erased.Witness the rise of a being who will crush all in his path.______________________________________________Somewhere Beyond Creation…A chaotic void spanning infinite dimensions.Monstrous titans, so vast that even entire realms seemed tiny in comparison, lay dead in the abyss. The very essence of reality crumbled around their decaying corpses, their divine auras still gnawing away at existence itself.Atop the mountain of annihilated deities, a towering figure stirred.A shadowed colossus, muscles harder than celestial ore, veins pulsating with endless power. His crimson eyes burned through the darkness as he lifted a grotesque, pulsating sphere of dark flesh to his lips.With a grin, he bit down.The sphere twitched, still alive—still screaming—before it was reduced to nothing but nutrients.Wuji exhaled, his breath alone shaking the void.“Annoying little pests... at least they had some use.”

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]

Stella Richard married Rene Kingston in the place of her sister Sophia due to some reasons. But from the beginning, she knows that her marriage was just a time-limit contract and once the time was up she had to go.For RK, this marriage was just a burden but for her, it was a gift from God. Because RK was the man who she had loved all her Youth...So, in the meantime of her marriage, Stella did her best so that this marriage may work out.But on the day she found she was pregnant, her husband gives her the divorce paper and said...“I don't want this child. Don't forget to abort.”These words come out of his mouth, like a bomb for Stella, and changed her life...She signed her name on the divorce paper and left the house...Because she doesn't want to be with such a cold-hearted man...Five years later...RK bought the company In which Stella worked. But Stella did her best not to have anything to do with him...Because she had a child and she didn't want him to find out about him...But one day When Stella picked up her son from school he saw her...RK, “How dare you had a child with another man?”Stella, “I don't think it has anything to do with you.”RK was about to say more when his gaze fell on the child beside her...His face looked as same as when he was young...

In this wild future dimension, Earth has been totally flipped on its head thanks to some crazy cosmic mutation rays. Psychic and cutting-edge tech have merged, totally reshaping human life.Here, chasing immortality isn't just a pipe dream, and hopping between stars is just another part of the daily grind.But let me tell you, this world is anything but chill—it's packed with complex schemes, intense showdowns, and heart-pounding action.Let's talk about Ethan. He's the black sheep of the Blackwood family, slapped with the shameful title of a F-grade Psychic user. His life was as dull as watching paint dry—until fate decided to throw him a curveball and kickstart a new chapter in his life.Ethan stumbled upon a virtual game where players can raise families with Psychic.At first, creating a virtual family was just a way to kill time, but as the game began to mesh with the real world, it blew the lid off some mind-blowing truths. Ethan and his virtual descendants forged an unbreakable bond. Together, they faced the future, diving headfirst into thrilling adventures that only made them stronger.Years down the line, these virtual descendants had become insanely powerful, and in a wild twist, they popped up in the real world. They tracked down Ethan and hit him with a, “Welcome home, Forebearer!”“...”This wasn't just a game anymore—it had become Ethan's new reality, and he and his virtual offspring were about to shake up the world big time.