The Devil's Cursed Witch - Chapter 392 Woman In My Dreams Has Reincarnated

Born with a silver in her mouth, she suffered a fatal betrayal. Not only did she lose her family property, but also her parents died a tragic death. Reborn, she won another chance and some superpower. This time, she would take back her everything and repay the last man she wanted to see in her previous life. He was the youngest major general in history and the most charming one among the presidential candidates. Now that she wanted to make up for it, he would never let her go.

Luo Zheng is at the bottom of the Luo Clan hierarchy, despite his family being the founders of a power refining technique that could instantly defeat any opponent.

An alternate realm invaded and the game descended. The entire Blue Planet was digitized.

Faced against countless waves of monsters, some people downloaded the Holy Knight module and became angels of light that helped the world reach enlightenment.

Some people downloaded the Warrior Monk module. They focused on their training and reached enlightenment overnight. With their fists and legs, they fought and made a name for themselves.

Chen Kun, who transmigrated to this world, downloaded the Boss module.

Each time he leveled up, his growth attribute improved multiple fold, and his attribute points multiplied. More importantly, all his skills were automatically unlocked as boss skills!

When the hole between the two realms opened and the gods of the alternate world came pouring in to invade this world, what awaited them was Chen Kun, who sat high up on a throne.

When the gods of the alternate world saw his terrifyingly long health bar as well as his boss skills that granted instant death and control immunity, reduced damage, true vision and many more skills, they despaired.

Chen Kun smiled and said, “So, are you the ones who will challenge my throne?”

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]