My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! - Chapter 42: Understanding Aura, Going into a Trance!

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After 2000 years has passed, the ruthless demon lord has just been reincarnated! But his aptitude at an academy for nurturing candidates for demon lords is, “Inept”!?

Having the capability to destroy humans, elementals, and gods, after a long period of countless wars and strife, Arnos the demon lord became sick and tired of all that and longed for a peaceful world, so he decided to reincarnate to the future.

However, what awaited him after his reincarnation is a world too used to peace that his descendants became too weak due to a huge weakening in magical powers.

Arnos enrolled in the Maou Academy established to find any students that might be the demon lord’s reincarnation, but his powers are too extraordinary that those in the academy couldn’t properly judge his powers, so he’s regarded as an “Inept student”. Being underestimated and avoided by most people there, he recruited a girl friendly to him, Misha, as his subordinate and comrade, and strives to climb to the top of the demon race hierarchy to one day reclaim his former title and status.

In the general’s house, the eldest daughter is born again.

In the last life, she mistakenly regarded the fish as a pearl and misunderstood the wolf.

In this world, she wants to expose the stepmother’s Buddha-snake heart and tear the sister’s hypocritical face.

This life, let me see how she protects her parents, keeps younger brothers, fights stepmothers and step on stepsisters.

Who will harm/betray her, she will return back a hundred times more, conspiracy against conspiracy to eliminate all! I want to stay away from the royal family, never want to become the imperial concubine, yet unexpectedly I can’t escape from his love net!

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In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?