My Right Hand Refines the World

Name: My Right Hand Refines the World
Author: Poem On The Brocade

by Poem On The Brocade

ongoing Fantasy Sword and Sorcery Male Lead

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About This Novel

Xiao He has just revealed his sharp horns. The more oxen and horses are, the more damn they are. This is Ouma's motto Ever since that day when I gave half of my net worth to a beautiful female anchor, which resulted in too many special effects and blocked the anchor's beauty. Ouma's heart died along with it. Unable to bear the blow, he fainted. When he opened his eyes again, he woke up from the pile of corpses. Under the dim moonlight, he struggled to climb out, but his hand caught something. 'Hey, the material is being identified. ' ' Extracting features. ' ' "Plague" was extracted successfully. ' With a series of blood-curdling sounds of bones shattering and flesh and blood churning, the hand held by Ouma disappeared. And in his hand suddenly appeared a giant sword made of twisted flesh and blood... Several years later, a legend spread across the continent of Seville. It is said that there is a gate that appears randomly anywhere. There is a legend inside who will give you unimaginable legend-level power. At the same time, there was a dark alley in the royal capital. A man who looked to be in his thirties was leaning against the wall covered in blood, with a broken spear stuck in his abdomen. Having been stabbed in the back by his henchmen, it leaned against the wall, its eyes full of anger and unwillingness. He wanted to change this corrupt country, but he underestimated the greed of people. At this moment, an exquisite door appeared in the mist deep in the alley where the wall should have been. A magnetic voice came from it "I use my hands to make your dreams come true." Note: The first part is about the adventure of the protagonist, and the second part is about creating a group portrait of monsters