Paladin of the Dead God - Chapter 162:

“I'll bite you. Right here,” he pointed to his own arm, then his leg, then his neck, his smile widening.“I'll bite and bite and bite until I feel the blood run down my teeth. Until you scream just like him.” He took a step forward, his eyes never leaving theirs.“Want to see how much you can bleed before you pass out?”- A 7 year old once said*****Hiroshi Watanabe and his friend, Owen were survivors of Zombie apocalypse and Black Dawn, a catastrophic event where the sun itself turned against humanity, scorching the earth and leaving only ashes in its wake.But death was not the end. Hiroshi woke up—not in the burning wastelands of Earth, but in the grand hall of a noble estate, surrounded by stone pillars and robed figures.He found himself in the body of Axelius Dravenhart, the seven-year-old of the Noble Family of Dravenhart—renowned across the Kingdom of Archantia as the Greatest Beast Tamers for generations.Yet, his new life was far from a blessing. Axelius was labeled a disgrace from birth: No mana core, mana-less, unblessed, and shunned during the grand Awakening Ceremony—a moment where nobles discover their affinities, whether it be Elemental Magic, Weapon Mastery, Spiritual Arts, or Beast Taming.In a world dominated by powerful abilities and prestigious bloodlines, Axelius was nothing more than a powerless shadow, ignored by his own family and ridiculed by noble society.But Hiroshi was no ordinary soul. Armed with the memories of surviving Apocalypse and the instincts of a fighter, he soon discovered a dark hidden power.While the Dravenharts prided themselves on taming majestic beasts, Hiroshi, now Axelius, held the power to tame the untamable: Monsters. These terrifying creatures, feared from civilization for their uncontrollable nature, would bend to his will.The Dravenhart legacy of taming would not be denied to him—not by blood, nor by fate.--------BEASTS - Magestic,noble creatures, sacred companions of tamers.MONSTERS – Chaotic, often corrupted creatures. Dangerous, untamable by normal methods. Feared by society.Psycho MC✅Stubborn ✅No harem✅One FL ✅

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina.I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner?Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist?'Well it's just one way to find out...'Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back.At that moment, he activated his talent...[Mimicry activated!][Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill “Gravity Manipulation”!][Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.][Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!][Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!][Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.][Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?]“No fucking way!” Nox exclaimed in shock. “I-its real!”

A miracle doctor is exiled to an alternate savage world and forced to change his scummy ways!

Having thoroughly offended God, Yan Mo’s soul was transmigrated to another world. He quickly understood the cruelty of this world he’s in. The reason he was hit unconscious by someone and brought back to his home, was to be that primitive man’s food reserves in winter. The tribe he is in is a super spartan primitive tribe, the people here only respect two things: Combat power! Fighting ability! The former is the fighting power in battles, the latter is…

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Examine illness? Chinese medicine? Drink those bitter sandy things? The hell is that? Are you trying to murder our tribe’s warrior? Die!

Plant wheat? Raise pigs and chickens? We are warriors, not s*aves! Die!

Teaching the women to make clothes and cook? Make them soap and perfume? F*ck, he’s actually seducing our women! Die!

You’re a messenger of god? Here to lead us to a better life? Very well. We’ll give you one day, conquer all of our enemies, make them into sl*ves and bring them back. If you can’t, you’re dead!

Yan Mo: “……”