The Ocean Lord Is Unusually Powerful - Chapter 730 - Sael, the Expert Blacksmith

[Apocalypse] + [Rebirth] + [Hoarding Supplies] + [Surviving] + [Infinite Space] + [Dark Revenge & Non-Saintly]The world enters an Ice Age, ushering in an icy apocalypse where 95% of humanity perishes! In his past life, Zhang Yi was killed by those he had kindly helped, due to his benevolent nature. Reborn a month before the ice apocalypse, Zhang Yi awakens a spatial ability and begins to hoard supplies frenetically! Running out of supplies? He empties the warehouse of a super-mall worth billions! Uncomfortable living conditions? He constructs a super-secure dwelling comparable to a post-apocalyptic fortress! As the apocalypse arrives, while others freeze like dogs and would abandon anything for a bite to eat, Zhang Yi lives even more comfortably than before the apocalypse.Green Tea b**ch: “Zhang Yi, let me into your house, and I promise to be your girlfriend.”Rich Second Generation: “Zhang Yi, I’m willing to trade all my wealth for a meal at your place!”Beastly Neighbors: “Zhang Yi, you should share your supplies with us, don’t be so selfish!”……Watching these people who betrayed him in his past life, Zhang Yi lies comfortably in his safe house, living a carefree life as if in a paradise.Zhang Yi: “Why should I care whether you live or die? I would rather feed my things to the dogs than give them to you!”

Sanctora has known peace for generations—too long, perhaps.Built upon ancient ideals and ruled by a council bound to tradition, the kingdom believes itself untouchable. But beyond its tranquil borders, something has awakened. Whispers of vanished heroes, creatures long thought extinct, and shadows that no longer sleep begin to creep back into the land.Liora never wanted to be a hero. Orphaned young and shaped by loss, all she’s ever known is survival base on love and kindness. But when a brutal invasion exposes the kingdom’s deepest vulnerability, she’s thrust into the heart of a battle far greater than herself. Her light-element magic—once dismissed as minor and passive—may be the key to a new era of power.As Sanctora struggles to adapt, Liora must decide whether to follow the path laid out by those before her… or blaze a new one through fire, blood, and truth.Epic, emotional, and filled with slow-burning revelations, Ancient Beast Summoner is a story of legacy, buried power, and the girl who just might change everything.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.