The System Favors Me Too Much - Chapter 4 - 0: I’m Onto You

Mo Ran felt that taking Chu Wanning as his master was a mistake.

Valhǫll, a fantasy game with a touch of modernity.I thought I’d give it one last try with the rewards of achievements.I acquired extraordinary traits like [Death Avoidance], [Ironman], [Winds], traits I wouldn’t have chosen in ordinary circumstances.But I should have never started.I fell into a game where reaching the ending seemed impossible.With the body of an orphan wandering the market alleys.[Devil’s Blood], [Worst Condition], [Eccentric Actions], [Mysophobia].Plus burdened with hidden penalty traits.“Damn it.”Can I survive?No. I must survive, no matter what it takes.

Ling Xiao was accidentally reborn into the zombie world and became Ninth Uncle’s younger brother.

Awakening the sky fire system can awaken endless strange fire.

At the same time, you can gain experience points, spells, magical powers, constitution and other rewards by burning all things in the world.

And at the beginning of the game, he awakened the mighty Qinglian Earth Heart Fire, and just as Mr. Ren came out of the coffin, he was burned to ashes by Ling Xiao’s palm.

“Senior brother Shi Jian came to kill him? Just in time, let him see how powerful the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire I just awakened is!”

“The ghost king of Fengdu Ghost City is coming to arrest me? Just to show you the taste of hell fire!”

“Ding…Congratulations to the host for burning the sun, gaining experience points: 10 billion! Obtaining bloodline: Golden Crow Divine Body, turning into a new sun!”

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With the awakening of various kinds of different fires, and the improvement of his strength, Ling Xiao rose from a mere mortal against the sky, and finally burned the heavens and myriad worlds to create his own, the Great Dao of Heavenly Fire!

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