2024-02-27 14:51:11Lucas could only watch in horror as the five men tied him to a piece of wood the size of an adult's thigh. He could feel the rough ropes digging into his skin, and he knew that he was in serious trouble.
The men carried him outside and started to walk towards the edge of a ravine. Lucas could see the steep drop-off, and he knew that they were going to throw him off the cliff.
"Please, don't do this," Lucas begged, trying to wriggle free. "I'll do anything you want."
But the men just laughed and continued to walk. Lucas could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that he was going to die.
When they reached the edge of the ravine, the men stopped and turned to face Lucas. One of them, a tall man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward.
"You know who I am, don't you?" he said, sneering. "I'm Garrick, the member of the White Swan sect. And you, Lucas, are nothing but a pathetic little worm."
Lucas felt a surge of anger wash over him. He had heard of the White Swan cult, and he knew that they were a group of ruthless killers.
"I'll get my revenge," Lucas swore, glaring at Garrick. "I'll kill all of you."
Garrick just laughed. "If you survive, I'll be waiting for you," he said. "But I doubt you'll make it out of that ravine alive."
With that, Garrick kicked Lucas in the head, sending him sprawling to the ground. The other men started to urinate on him, laughing and jeering.
And then, with a final push, they threw Lucas off the cliff. He could feel himself falling, tumbling through the air. He could hear the men's laughter echoing in his ears.
Lucas's last words were a promise. "I'll kill all of you," he shouted, his voice echoing through the ravine. "I'll make you pay for what you've done."
And then, with a final thud, Lucas hit the bottom of the ravine. He could feel the pain shooting through his body, and he knew that he was badly injured.
But he also knew that he wasn't going to give up. He was going to find a way to survive, to get his revenge. And when the time was right, he would make the White Swan cult pay for what they had done.
As Lucas fell, he could feel his body being torn apart by the rocks and debris. He could hear the sound of his bones breaking, and he knew that he was badly injured.
But then, just as he was about to hit the bottom of the ravine, something strange happened. Lucas's hologram reactivated, and this time a different text appeared: "Random Luck: God Level Luck."
Lucas didn't understand what it meant, but he knew that it had to be a good thing. And then, as he hit the bottom of the ravine, he felt a strange sensation wash over him.
He could feel his broken bones knitting themselves back together, and the pain started to fade. Lucas looked around and saw that he was surrounded by skulls and bones. It seemed that many people had been thrown down here before him.
But then, Lucas saw something that caught his eye. There was a purple flower growing out of the rocks, and there was a small fruit on it that looked like a grape.
Somehow, Lucas knew that it was special. He could feel a strange energy emanating from it, and he knew that it would save him.
With the last of his strength, Lucas started to crawl towards the flower. It was difficult, as his bones were still cracked and broken, but he refused to give up.
And then, just as he was about to reach the flower, Lucas's vision started to fade. He could feel himself slipping away, and he knew that he was going to die.
But then, just as he was about to close his eyes, Lucas felt a surge of energy wash over him. He could feel his body healing itself, and he knew that he was going to live.
Lucas reached out and plucked the fruit from the flower. He could feel its strange energy coursing through his veins, and he knew that he was going to be okay.
As Lucas closed the distance to the strange flower, he knew that he had been given a second chance. And he swore that he would use it to get his revenge on the White Swan cult.
Lucas was finally able to eat the strange plant. It was difficult at first, as his body was still weak and broken, but he refused to give up. He knew that he needed the energy to survive.
As he ate more and more of the plant, Lucas could feel its strange energy coursing through his veins. He could feel his body healing itself, and he knew that he was going to be okay.
Lucas continued to crawl like a snail, but he never gave up. He knew that he had to keep moving if he wanted to survive.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Lucas's hologram appeared again. This time, it provided information about what he had just eaten. It was called the Thousand Year Flower of Heaven, and it contained 1000 years of Qi.
Lucas couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had never heard of such a thing before. But as he continued to eat the plant, he could feel its energy filling his body.
Slowly but surely, Lucas's body began to heal. He could feel his broken bones knitting themselves back together, and the pain started to fade.
Lucas knew that he had been given a second chance. And he swore that he would use it to get his revenge on the White Swan cult.
After he had eaten all of the plants, Lucas decided to meditate.
As he sat there, surrounded by the bones of the dead, Lucas swore that he would never forget what had happened to him. And he vowed that he would make the White Swan cult pay for their crimes.
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The dimensional rift tore open above the Central Continent's heartlands like a wound of black and gold, and from that wound, three figures descended. No trumpets announced them. No formations blazed in welcome. The sky simply split, and they stepped through—a man in a black robe, a silver-haired woman with a sword at her hip, and a translucent goddess whose presence made the very air taste of starlight.News had traveled faster than any spirit pigeon. The apocalypse that had blackened every sky, the terror that had driven millions to their knees in prayer, had ceased not through divine intervention but through the brute will of a single being. The cultivators who had cowered under the Abyss invasion, who had watched their strongest techniques fail against the darkness, knew exactly who that being was. The outer continent nobody. The rural heir. The man they had mocked, schemed against, and tried to kill.Lucas's boots touched the grassland.The field stretched for kilometers in every
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Chapter 163: The Queen and the Goddess
The Zero Realm trembled under the weight of Lucas's rampage. The billions of Abyss Demons that had flooded through the Black Well were now scattered and broken, their formless bodies crushed by fists and feet that carried the weight of a primordial dragon's full physical might. But the tide was endless. For every wave Lucas obliterated, another surged from the well's throat, mindless hunger replacing mindless hunger in an eternal, grinding advance.Ivy stepped off the floating platform.She did not shout. She did not announce herself. She simply descended, her silver hair streaming behind her like a banner of winter, her Frost Sword already drawn. But the blade was different now. The black flames that had wreathed it since the Dark Star Ruins now flickered with something new—silver threads of pure fortune, the resonance of the Random Luck system that had guided Lucas across two lives. The Goddess's power, seeping into Ivy's blade through the bond Lucas had forged.She landed on the st
Chapter 162: Strike Without Magic
The Abyss Demon King's laughter still echoed across the fractured dimensions, a sound that made stars flicker and ancient elders weep in prayer. It was the laughter of a being that had waited a hundred millennia to consume the universe, and it expected no resistance. The gods were dead. The Goddess was fossilized. The only dragon who could have stopped it was busy cradling a broken wife and mourning the end of all things.A fist interrupted the laughter.It was not a divine technique. Not a cosmic manipulation. It was a bare, unadorned human fist, propelled by the raw physical strength of the Primordial Dragon. The knuckles struck the Abyss King directly on the featureless face where a nose would have been, and the impact detonated with the force of a dying star. A shockwave of pure kinetic energy blasted outward, shearing the nearby crater walls and vaporizing the curse fog for a hundred kilometers.The Abyss King's massive body—darkness given form, a god of annihilation—rocketed bac
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