World of Warcraft: Foreign Realm Domination - Chapter 437

Alden Morrison, a disillusioned college student in Tokyo, finds his mundane life turned upside down when a mysterious golden glow offers him a destiny beyond his wildest dreams. Chosen as the Tower Master, Alden is transported to an otherworldly chamber, where he gains the power to oversee the Ascendant Tower—a structure connecting multiple worlds.With his newfound abilities, Alden must manage the tower, create trials for climbers, and harness energy from anchored worlds. As he navigates his responsibilities, Alden must keep his true identity hidden, balancing multiple roles and forging alliances. Each decision he makes will shape the fate of the worlds and the beings within them.Amidst trials and challenges, Alden embarks on an epic journey of discovery and transformation, striving to achieve his ultimate goal. But with power comes danger, and Alden must navigate the treacherous path ahead to fulfill his destiny.#fantasy #urbanfantasy #LitRPG #adventure #magic #towermaster #multiverse #trials #hiddenidentity #gods #climber #power #transformation #epicjourney #mysticalworlds #adventurefantasy

Ji Liao was particularly distressed lately. He had been “sexually harassed” for no reason. Moreover, the other party was a man! Never mind that it was a man but it was well-known class grass [T/N: Refers to the best-looking guy in the level] and school bully——He Cheng Ming!

– He Cheng Ming in front of others: “You wanna f*cking die?” “Better shut your mouth!” “Get lost! As far as you can!” He Cheng Ming in front of Ji Liao: “Baby, you smell so nice~” “My dear, you’re so sexy!” “I’ll always listen to you. Kiss me okay?”

– Experienced Overbearing Perverted Seme VS Novice Shy Cowardly Uke

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.

Reincarnated with major advantages selected in haste. The new world is vast and hostile...a world almost infinite in scope. Essentially a Dyson Sphere created by magic and sustained by magic. A World Sphere. Can the MC delve into the mysteries of the sphere?