The Devil's Cursed Witch - Chapter 422 Morpheus’ Plan

Battlegrounds of the Gods, New World

Ethan was an extra in the game, and an opportunity presented itself.

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Ethan had become the idol of many gods,

His every step shook the world, and the gods took notice!

In this era filled with countless wonderful talents, no one has any expectations for a pair of weak fists anymore!In the human world, there are swords that surpass all the heavens, spears that sweep away thousands of armies, fires that burn everything, and thunder that shatters the sky!Young people have too many choices, and everyone will move towards the most handsome, coolest, and most powerful!Only the stubborn boy chose to practice the fragile fists in front of him.Everyone thought he was crazy until the disaster struck.

Extraordinary and decadent world.

Individual power determines order.

The family masters knowledge, monopolizes resources, and increases its heritage from generation to generation.

Fate, physique, spiritual consciousness, comprehension, spiritual roots, Taoist tools…

All elements leading to the avenue have been cut off.

Mortals can’t breathe.

For thousands of years, the order is eternal, and only the true immortals overlook the world.

It was not until a modern man who was constantly reincarnated and enhanced his talents came and discovered the mystery of this world that the world was turned upside down!

Let’s see him walking in history, exhausting time and accumulation, breaking this eternal order, and shining brightly.

Going against fate and killing immortals is on the way!

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For the crimes he commited, Theo was executed by the exile to the outlands, beyond the limits of human civilization, where the S-rank monsters reigned supreme.Yet, rather than feeling despair, guilt or anything else... Theo was excited.He had no memory of comitting any of the crimes he was sentenced for. Or, to be more precise, he had no memory of doing anything in this world other than sitting in the prison-coach as it drove to the edge of the civilization.And how could he not, with the system prompt hanging out in the corner of his vision, promising to activate only once he set foot in the outlands?Turn the world into blocks... and mine them out. Craft whatever your heart desire. Construct, automate, explore and exploit!But when you hear the boss music kick in...Do you run, or do you stand your ground and fight?!And what if, while you play minecraft... Others play game of thrones?