Baca Komik Cultivator Against Hero Society

A queen in shadows. A devil with a cape. A war between Legacies. When Elizabeth Vasiliev inherited an empire built in the darkness with brilliance and blood, she swore to protect her son and the people under her wing from the same storm that once shattered her family. In the world where the devil wear cape and medals, painted with gold, praised as a hero by people—truth is buried, and the villains are crowned. He shines like a sun while she stays hidden in the shadows. Then came Alaister. Her past. Her first love. The son of the man who destroyed her family. As truth resurfaces. Loyalties became tainted and blurred. Alaister is torn between two things: Protecting the woman he loves or standing with the man who raised him. In this game of loyalty, lies, and legacy—only one will win. Will she stand a chance against the hero of the nation? The nation's golden hero? Will Alaister reveal his true self to the world, for Elizabeth, and for their son? Will this be the revelation of the hidden mafia?

Azura Amalthea, seorang pengangguran yang menjalani hidupnya dengan penuh keputusasaan. Setiap hari, dia hanya menyendiri sambil membaca komik ataupun menonton berbagai kartun kesukaannya di sebuah apartemen kecil pinggir kota. Akan tetapi suatu malam, portal misterius muncul di hadapannya, membawa ia ke dunia fantasi penuh cerita sihir dan legenda kepahlawanan.

He's the Hero. She's the Sinner. The two opposite who represents the light and chaos fell in love and created destruction. Once upon a time, from a kingdom where mortals are heroes and Gods were villains thy live a great mortal who ruled over the aristocrats and slavery. He was the great hero who fought against the Dragon from the God's divinity and tamed it. He was the Emperor and the one who ate the apple of the sinner tree. She was the sinner, a lady, born from a God and a mortal who has the power to see the truth, lies, memories, and future. They met unintentionally, the hero and the sinner who brought the first war between the Gods and mortals.

My husband has azoospermia. After trying all the options available, I finally conceived. However, my husband is worried my child will hurt his first love's feelings—she had a miscarriage. He tricks me into going for a prenatal checkup. In truth, he conspires with a doctor to induce labor when I'm only five months along. He says, "You must be the one with the problem. Why else is it so hard for us to have children? The baby won't be healthy even if it's born! We can have more children when you're healthier. Julie has just had a miscarriage; I don't want to aggravate her." He doesn't know he has azoospermia. I only managed to conceive this child after trying out IVF countless times and taking countless folk remedies. He will never have a child of his own in this lifetime, and I discover his true colors. I ask for a divorce, and that's when he loses his mind.

Ang mga magulang ko ay dinala ako sa korte para makuha ang puso ko at maligtas ang ampon na kapatid kong babae. Ang judge ay gumamit ng advanced technology upang ma-extract ang aming mga alaala. Ang jury ng 100-katao ang magdedesisyon ng hatol. Kung ang mga magulang ko ang mananalo sa kaso, ang mga laman-loob ko ay mapupunta sa kanila. Sa tingin nila ay hindi ako magpapakita sa trial dahil sa tingin nila ay masamang tao ako. Gayunpaman, ang lahat ay napuno ng luha nang makita nila ang mga alala at ang katotohanan ng nangyari!

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."

Every week, mt mate Alpha Bruce dragged a new side-chick into our bed. Right in front of me. They clawed at each other like I didn't exist. Each time felt like silver shredding through my chest, my wolf howling from the inside out. He did it to hurt me. On purpose. Over and over. Using their bodies to spit on what we used to be. Then came our ten-year anniversary banquet. He waltzed in with his side-piece—Moye. Five years he'd been screwing her. She wore my heels. My custom gown. Even the mate ring and necklace I once thought meant forever. Bruce stood there, smirking in front of the whole pack. "Don't like what she's wearing? Strip yours and hand it over. And don't bother coming to my bed tonight—she's a hundred times better." The room howled with laughter. I was the punchline. But I stood up, met his eyes, and said, "I want to break the bond." He snorted. "You've said that, what, a hundred times? I'm over it. You begged me to mark you, remember? Gave up your pride for that Luna crown." More laughter. But what none of them saw coming? This time, I was done. Done with him. Done with the Luna title. Done chasing something dead. I was ready to sever the mate bond—for real.

My parents take me to court to get my heart and save my adoptive sister. The judge uses advanced technology to extract our memories. A jury of 100 people decides the verdict. If my parents win the case, my organs will go to them. They think I won't dare to show up for the trial because they think I'm evil. However, everyone is overcome by tears when they see my memories and the truth of what happened!

Manusia? Dunia tingkat rendah? Tidak ada cultivator atau dewa? bisakah dunia itu di injak semudah menginjak semut oleh para orang kuat dari atas dunia tersebut? Ini perjalanan baru Long Chen setelah terlahir kembali dari api Vermilion Bird, muncul untuk melawan cultivator kuat yang selalu menggunakan dunia tingkat rendah sebagai budak dan mainan mereka. Serta menemukan buruknya dunia dan orang-orang yang menjadi penguasa dari berbagai dunia tersebut. Melindungi, menghancurkan dan membentuk itulah tujuan baru Long Chen. Perjalanan yang membuat Long Chen bertemu dengan berbagai cultivator kuat dan bahkan yang disebut dewa. Melawan, mengalahkan, melindungi, itu semua sudah ada dalam hati Long Chen. Ia juga akan bertemu dengan orang tua yang belum pernah dilihat olehnya semenjak hari kelahiran. Apakah Long Chen akan menerima mereka? Atau Long Chen memutuskan untuk tidak berhubungan dengan mereka lagi? Bisakah Long Chen mempertahankan tujuannya atau ia malah jatuh sekali lagi dalam godaan yang sama seperti naga hitam. "Aku hidup untuk diriku sendiri, takdir? Takdir tidak dapat menghentikanku! Aku akan terus berdiri berapa kali pun aku jatuh. Selama aku masih bernafas tidak ada kata menyerah dalam hidupku."

Even after a full decade of marriage, my husband Rudolf and I were as deeply in love as the day we wed—an enviable couple in the eyes of all. On the day of our anniversary, I saw him lifting a little boy into his arms right outside the entrance of our neighborhood. "Daddy! Can you take me to the amusement park this time?" The boy's words were enough to stop me dead in my tracks. I instinctively hid around a corner. "Of course! I'll even take you on a trip." Rudolf smiled warmly and kissed the boy on the forehead. In that instant, something seemed to have been set off in my head, as if years of trust had been shattered at that one moment. Daddy? Upon closer examination, I realized that the boy's features were remarkably similar to Rudolf's. No one could deny they were blood-related. "Your dad's busy with work, sweetheart. Don't cling to him too much," said a beautiful woman standing next to the boy. The cruel moment before me made it clear. The man who swore he would love me forever had been cheating all along.