SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy - Chapter 348: Mike’s Death

Wandering for fifteen years, Jiang Sheng picked up five elder brothers for herself.

For their sake, little Jiang Sheng went through fire and water, desperately making money.

The elder brothers didn’t disappoint her, giving everything for their little sister.

Until the General’s mansion discovered the switch of the legitimate daughter, and hastily brought her back.

But they didn’t treat her well either.

Some ridiculed her vulgarity, some laughed at her ignorance, some scorned her coarseness.

Yet no one knew, the new top scholar was her brother, the newly rich royal merchant was her brother, the returning victorious little general was her brother, the saintly healer was her brother, and that one… was also her brother.

However capable the fake young miss is, does she have five elder brothers to support her?

Note: The main characters have no romantic relationships, the female lead has a childish personality and focuses on familial love!!!

The Priest of a nameless God, Kyle.Forsaken by the ones he once called his companions.

“Welcome to the Cosmos of Madness!”

Said a man with long red hair and piercing golden eyes as he descended from the stars.

“You have been chosen for a great purpose! Task! Mission! Destiny!”

He shouted dramatically as countless worlds heard his every word, from the lowest peasants to the mighty entities in the lofty palaces in the Higher Dimension.

“All of you accept your destiny as a sacrifice to Daemon Sultan, Blind Idiot God, Primordial Demiurge, Azathoth!”

And then Apocalypse descended.

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Follow the journey of self-named Samiel Zentaur, a half-mad worshipper of the Outer Gods, on the Path of Transcendence and in his path to find himself.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.