The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 421: To Brother (3)

Quote of the main character

“With Binding system as my trump card, I will become the strongest man in the world and sit on my throne with beautiful women in my arms.”

What would you do if you died and God transmigrated you to another world?

What would you do if Gods and Goddess watches and comments on your adventures?

What would you do if you could communicate with Gods and Goddesses?

Xiao Ming, the grandson of the Ruler, fell off a cliff when he was training martial arts with his father.

When he thought he was dead, he found himself transported to a parallel world where monsters and powerful people ruled the world.

Luckily, one of the goddesses gave him a system to help him survive in his new world and achieve his dream.

“You awaken the mage class? You awaken the Archer class? You awaken the Knight class?” Xiao Ming behaved normally. “I only need to bind my system to someone and I can awaken that person's class. In other words, I can awaken all three classes.”

Xiao Ming, the grandson of the Ruler, decides to continue his dream in his new life.

Follow him as he embarks on his journey to become the Ruler and bind his system to beautiful women.

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The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

Right after getting the first-class chef’s certificate and before that certificate had been in her hands long enough to warm up, she woke up. Not only did she age ten years, she also gained two children…

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At this time, her new daughter, who had lost two of her front baby teeth and spoke with a lisp, pointed at the TV screen and called out, “Dad!”

On the screen, the Film Emperor Meng Yan was extremely handsome and charming. Towards the camera, his gaze was overflowing with gentle and tender feelings. He raised up the hand that was holding hands with captivatingly beautiful bride. She was wearing a diamond-beaded wedding dress. At the bottom of the TV screen, the headline news was displayed in large font – Meng Yan and the rising starlet’s wedding of the century.

T/N: The second part of the summary is misleading. This isn’t a novel where the transmigrated main character clings onto the film emperor’s thigh.

Receiving the terrible news of never again wielding the bow has him spiralling down depression lane.However, things took a turn for the better when he opened up to see he had been transmigrated to a world of his favourite novel, as a character bedridden in a coma for five years.Aldrich Aldaman is an extra who met his end after being in a coma for five years.