DxD: Scion of Lucifuge - Chapter 267: Natsuki Minamiya Feels a Bit Helpless—The Three Saints

Transversing the wizard world, bound to the Wizard's Life Simulator.

[Do you want to start the life simulation?]

[Simulation has ended, please choose your reward!]

[Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

A wizard simulator, blasting through the world from scratch!

Starting from the subcontinent, dominating the Wizard Realm and endless planes.

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[Wizard Style] [Simulator] [No Main Character Bullying] [Decisive and Ruthless]

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This novel is also known as From The Start, I Traded A Galactic Warship

After getting a trading platform three thousand years later, everything in the world has become an antique, worth a thousand gold.

But it was also learned that three years later, aliens invaded, human beings fell, and the dark starry era began.

In this era of unprecedented change in tens of thousands of years.

Shen Shi decided.

First trade a space battleship, and then talk about it.

then–

Battleships come to the world from outer space! Global shock! Starry Sky Era, open in advance!

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In the presence of strangers, Han Chen was always handsome and cold, making it difficult for others to get close to him. He was like the frosted snow – pure, and slightly chilly. Yet, he was also like the river flowing in the dark night – quiet and moving. To many, he was akin to an unparalleled and untouchable god.

Only in the presence of Bai Jin Xi would this famous top police superintendent expose his deeply hidden shameless nature.

“Come and sit nearer to me, I won’t eat you. At least, not now.”

“I have never touched other women before. Do you want to check my body?”

“Bai Jin Xi, never ever leave my side. Every year, every month, every moment, every minute, every second.”

In her heart, there exists an obstinate old man – one who has tirelessly loved her throughout all these years.

A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.