He's transmigrated to another world. Two paths lie before him: First, learn magic from the strongest mage. Second, learn cultivation from a ruthless system. Pro scoffs at both. "Hmph, only children make choices," he thinks. "I want both magic and cultivation techniques..."

A level 100 legendary mage player in "Glory World" arrives in a data-driven parallel world.

With the skills of a mage who has changed jobs, Grant can modify, fuse, and enhance his magical pets, allowing him to rise rapidly in this world.

Master ever-changing magic and seek the truth of power!

Walking through a mysterious and unpredictable world, on the road to the great and eternal past!

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He traveled through a game world set in a magical remake of World War I, becoming a hapless imprisoned man in London. Luckily, he knew the plot well and possessed a cheat code that allowed him to replicate other people's abilities. Since fate had already condemned him to a life sentence, he decided to set the mountain on fire. "Miss Witch, how can you govern a country with these insects?" "Madam, you don't want your general husband to discover you're a spy for the Six Nations, do you?" "Go ahead, Princess, what are you hesitating about? Failure is treason, success is revolution!" "You ask what's on board? Nothing, just a few thousand guns... Arms smuggling? Don't slander me! I'm clearly supporting a just cause!" ... and so on. By establishing a secret organization, operating an underground industry, weaving a spy network, and collecting hardcore...

Tags: D&D essay, Faerûn, Mage Introduction: The paladin pushed open the gates of the mage tower, his voice deafening: "Emia, I've confirmed it, the blueprints are flawed. It's impossible to create the Holy Avenger with them. Don't waste any more time!" "...The blueprints are flawed?" The mage Emia blankly raised the five holy swords in her hand. "Then what is this pile I just created?" ******Second Edition Introduction************ The magic network has been dormant for a century. Mortal souls are gradually falling into the hands of demons, and the cycle of death is about to begin. To cleanse evil, overturn hell, blast through the hazy realm, and let the light of magic and goodness shine once more, a single sword is not enough.

My name is Li Yao, and I am very panicked now.

I received a message from my deceased best friend. Even though she was a very good friend of mine and was pretty, I still had to panic.

Later, her best friend said that she had traveled through time and became a mage...

I know, I might.

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Li Yao: "Where's the familiar you promised me, a delightful one? Why is it a pitch-black monster?! I want a refund! I'm telling you!"

Lin Xiaowei: "Get lost!"

Li Yao: "Okay!"

After failing the college entrance exam, Tang Rui crafted an admission letter from the Arcanist Academy and sent it to the group chat to ease the awkwardness. As it turned out, he was actually accepted. PS: This book is also known as "This Isn't Science, This Is Magic," "Believe Me, I'm a True Arcanist," and "This Is a Floating City, Not a Space Station." PS: This is a daily, farming-themed novel, not a combat-themed one. Don't stumble into it.

During Allison's trial, she consistently emphasized her role as a good leader. She prevented cross-border wars upon inheriting the earldom, worked diligently while imprisoned, led trends as a singer, pursued truth as a detective, and was dedicated to her duties as a doctor. However, regarding the sacrifices of her territory, the maiming of prisoners, the deadly allure of her songs, and the unauthorized modification of patients' bodies, Allison believed that from a different perspective, these actions could be justified. After all, she was a witch.

The world was plagued by pollution, the old days were awakening, and terror spread throughout the cities. Ordinary humans, beast handlers, sequencers, the church, imperial technology, and kingdom knights could only defend themselves, constantly shrinking their survival space. It was in this context that the healing Allison ventured into the forbidden zone, pioneering her territory, recruiting refugees, and developing her followers, until one day she ascended to a divine position.

As the last Old One ruler, when Herot returned to his family's castle to inherit the Claude family, he discovered that the family cemetery had turned into a leveling map in a certain game world.

And his father, who has been missing for four years, is still the number one player in the gaming world.

Father, you are a bit addicted to the Internet!