II. The "Greed" Royal Family—Surname: Harold Clark.

Bloodline Talents: Light of Sin, Dark Element Mastery, Unknown.

Divine Artifact: Unknown.

III. The "Desire" Royal Family—Surname: Edgar Bennett.

Bloodline Talents: Elemental Weakening, War Puppet, Power of Nirvana.

Divine Artifact: Shadow Cloak.

IV. The "Sloth" Royal Family—Surname: Benjamin Carter.

Bloodline Talents: Wind Element Mastery, Flash Spirit, Evil King's Eye.

Divine Artifact: Windshadow Boots.

V. The "Envy" Royal Family—Surname: Leonard Wright.

Bloodline Talents: Water Element Mastery, Shackles of the Mind, Nightmare Eye.

Divine Artifact: Phantom Demon Shield.

VI. The "Wrath" Royal Family—Surname: Samuel Grant.

Bloodline Talents: Fire Element Mastery, Blood Fury.

Divine Artifact: Unknown.

VII. The "Gluttony" Royal Family—Surname: Brian Cooper.

Bloodline Talents: Earth Element Mastery, Devour, Demon Fly Technique.

Divine Artifact: God-Eater Mask.

Bloodline talents refer to the skills that each royal family can naturally awaken. The number and power of awakened skills are proportional to one's innate talent. In addition to bloodline talents, like ordinary demons, the royal families also possess unique moves cultivated and comprehended according to their own characteristics and level, such as energy attacks for the mid-tier (Demon King, Great Demon King); domain powers for the high-tier (Demon Emperor, Demon Sovereign), and so on.

Both ordinary demons and royal families can have mutated bloodlines, gaining additional mutated powers.

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Chapter 1: What a Rip-off! A Miserable Rebirth

Raymond Brooks, one of the countless otaku, twenty-four years old, unemployed after graduating from college, finally managed to open an online shop to barely make ends meet, and to this day remains a "three-nothing" person—no house, no car, no girlfriend.

On this day, he picked up a cell phone on the street, which even came with a camera. Although the phone didn't even have a brand and was clearly a knockoff, it was still an unexpected windfall, and a phone with a camera always sparks the imagination. Raymond Brooks immediately pressed the power button, and as the screen lit up, a square box appeared in the center, from which a line of glowing text popped out: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

He pressed the confirm button, and the glowing text appeared again: "Are you really sure?"

Which bored guy set up such a boot animation? Without thinking, Raymond Brooks pressed the confirm button again. In the center of the screen, the words "Congratulations, you have won! Welcome to the Super System" appeared in large characters, and then the phone exploded.

Raymond Brooks didn't even have time to shout "What the hell!" before he lost consciousness.

……

He didn't know how much time had passed before he groggily opened his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache. He vaguely remembered that the damned phone had exploded, causing him to pass out. Now it felt as if his head was filled with many new things, but before he could think it through, he heard someone in front of him ask, "Awake?"

What came into view was a sharp, thin face, dark skin, handsome features, a head of dark silver hair, pointed ears, and striking blue eyes. The gloomy face was filled with confusion.

Faced with this "unusual" face, Raymond Brooks remained calm. He had seen plenty of anime fans online who dressed up as their favorite cartoon or comic characters—something called Cosplay. So he spoke up, "Did you save me? Thanks!"

These days, it's not easy to save someone.

"Saved you?" Seeing Raymond Brooks's grateful look, the anime fan was even more surprised and muttered under his breath, "Could it be the dosage was wrong? Or did I use the wrong potion?"

From this exchange, Raymond Brooks realized that both he and the other person were speaking a strange language he had never heard before, but somehow he could understand its meaning, as if it were some kind of universal language.

"Bro, your elf look is pretty realistic, but your skin is way too dark..." Raymond Brooks shook his head in confusion and struggled to sit up, feeling sore all over. Looking around at the completely unfamiliar and strange environment, he asked, "By the way, where is this?"

"Daring to mock the skin color of a dark elf! You damned human!" The anime fan snapped out of it, flew into a rage, and with a crackling sound in his hand, Raymond Brooks saw an arc of electricity flash. In an instant, he was blasted several meters away, his whole body convulsing uncontrollably from the paralysis, and the air was filled with the smell of something burnt.

"Stanley Reed! Get out here now!" Even after punishing Raymond Brooks, the anime fan's sharp voice was still full of anger.

A short, dark figure came scrambling over. It was a strange creature with bright red skin, a short stature, an ugly face, and two rows of sharp teeth faintly visible in its wide mouth.

"Honorable Master Albert Harris, your humble servant Stanley Reed awaits your command. You are the most evil and greatest potion master in the entire demon realm..."

The voice was full of fawning flattery, but Albert Harris was in a foul mood and had no patience for such empty praise. He barked, "Cut out that fake act! You lazy little imp, you're just a menial! Did you give him the wrong potion just now?"

Stanley Reed was startled and quickly said, "Absolutely not! I followed your instructions exactly and used the real potion from bottle number three."

"The real potion? So what he said just now was the truth?" Albert Harris's sinister tone made Stanley Reed break out in a cold sweat. "Go draw a bottle of blood from this damned guy right now, then make him drink potion number six—the Rending Potion!"