destny 2 raid chest

Every player had the same starting resources. Everyone could choose to explore 10 rooms every day. One room could be dangerous while the other might contain resources. Players must do everything they could to survive. After he finished reading the instruction, Li Zheng heard a voice next to him. “Selecting a random daily reward…” “Congratulations. You have obtained a silver chest that contains a silver-grade blueprint for the Ordinary Detector, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a bronze chest that contains a bronze-grade blueprint for the Air Purifier, and a few other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a platinum chest that contains platinum-grade blueprints for the Ionized Knife, Intermediate-grade Genetic Cultivation Liquid, and TJP Shield, and many other resources.” “Congratulations. You have obtained a hyper legendary chest that contains…” Li Zheng looked at the colorful chests in front of him and grinned.

Qin Qing played a game and suddenly traveled to the world of Greek mythology and became Apollo, the God of light. At this time, he discovered that the treasure chest system in the game had also traveled over. Looking at the densely packed light spots on the map plate, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought. Um, Athena, don’t get me wrong, I’m just here to get a treasure chest. I didn’t break into your bedroom on purpose. Zeus, please move your butt. My god-level treasure chest is under your throne. Here, why is the super god treasure chest in Tartarus?

In the chest of a woman, lies not only an annexation of breasts and a frail heart but a flaming desire to process and use power.

Aaron a 17 year old a drop out with no job and no home he begins to rob people with luxuries as he did the man in their home shot him in in the chest multiple times as Aaron persist on living but died as later on god gave him second chance but Aaron has no wish to join an army instead he wishes to join night raid

Some say he's the rat's droppings in the cultivation world, disrupting righteousness and order, causing chaos among the Dao sects! Some say he's the biggest scum in Southern Zhanbu Province, colluding with demonic forces, deceiving and committing all sorts of evils! To all the slander, Fang Xing responds: 'That's right, I'm indeed that legendary rat's droppings. Any issues with that?

Ye Ming transmigrated into a world full of fantasy, where various races reside and wage never-ending wars. The bad news is, not only has he become a Vampire, he is a Last Generation Vampire, the lowest class in the Vampire hierarchy. The good news is, he managed to activate the Treasure Chest System. Surprise now awaits him around every corner. He found a silver treasure chest in the courtyard and obtained the [Viscount Blood Essence]. He found a golden treasure chest in the study and obtained the {Ancient Blood Refining Technique}. He found a golden treasure chest in the ancient castle and obtained the [Vampiric Dagger].

A young man has lived his whole life inside a mysterious dungeon that others fear to enter. While countless cultivators see it as a deadly trial, for him it’s just home—where he fishes, cooks, and naps. What others worship as sacred relics or ancient beasts, he casually treats as food or furniture. Yet every word and action he makes is mistaken as divine wisdom, and all realms now kneel before him as the “Ancient God Emperor”… while he only wants to fish in peace.

"Can someone without a heart still live?" In Linh Khư, the world itself is a wound in the heavens - torn, scarred, and alive with ancient power. Four continents rule the outer lands: empires of immortals, warring sects, oceanic isles, and beast-ruled wilderness. At their center lies a vast, cursed region cut off by the impassable Walled Mountain - a land of exiles, warlike tribes, and forgotten gods - the infamous Dry Sea. And at night, no one dares step outside, for the darkness here eat people alive. But everything changes when a heartless stranger appears at Star Fell Lake. He bears no pulse, no warmth - only a question: "Can someone without a heart still live?" In this shattered world where the divine and monstrous walk alike, his arrival may awaken forces buried for eons - or doom what remains of Linh Khư to silence forever. Update 1 to 2 chapters daily, could change depending on my real-life situation Official email address for contact: lamvukms@gmail.com

When the world's judgement came, destruction followed with it. And the being who passed judgement was the hex. Humans are the most tenacious beings but also the most evil. Without even the judgement there was bound to be destruction. In the end, only the hex's judgement could truly change their fate. Regardless of the human's chaos their wrong doings didn't just bring judgement but the eyes of those watching from beyond. Only the ruined souls could free them from their impending doom. --- If you were able to watch the people you care about die. How would you end up living ? He never knew how he felt at that moment, since he couldn't feel anything.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!