Gods watch over their devout followers, while wizards look down upon them. Duke awakens in an age of wizards, and with him comes a skill tree. Each skill becomes a branch, and through mastery, leaves, flowers, and fruit will gradually grow. Pluck the fruit of truth, and with boundless knowledge as a fulcrum, pry open the endless planes. I am eternal!

[Dungeon Advent + Rebellion + DND + Decisive Killing + Slow Pace + Non-Brainless Coolness] In the Dungeon Age, should the Paladin be the lawful, holy light, good guy?

Lingkong accidentally maxed out his Rebellion skills: Purification turned into Silence, and Shield became an offensive buff. The priest was stunned when he saw it: "Are you a Paladin?"

His actions caused the adventurers to collectively break down:

"Where is the fairness, where is the oath?!" "Is the sacred declaration just a disclaimer for you?!"

"I have to go back and check the family tree to see if he is the assassin or I am the assassin."

When the virtual beta instantly turns into a real time travel, watch the Rebel Paladin tear down the "stereotype" - does the Paladin have to be fair? Sorry, even his sneak attacks have to be combined with invisibility.

Upon arriving in a fantasy world, Ryan unexpectedly discovered that his cheat code wasn't a skill level gauge, but one that allowed him to slay monsters and collect their bloodlines. ...The original black and white portrait suddenly transformed into color, and the goblin icon suddenly came to life. From its mouthful of fangs to its drooling saliva, everything was so vivid that it felt as if the goblin had come alive. Before Ryan could think about it, he suddenly felt his muscles tighten, and at the same time, his lower abdomen... "This..." He was a little confused, and the corner of his eye glanced at the attribute bar again: [Name: Ryan] [Occupation: Farmer] [Blessed Bloodline: Common Goblin Bloodline] [Bloodline Talent: High-Speed ​​Reproduction lv2... Agility lv1...] [Strength: 5] [Agility: 5 (+1)] [Constitution: 5] [Intelligence: 7] [Perception: 5] [Charm: 5]... Then, he looked at those powerful or mutated monsters with eyes that were not filled with the fear and dread of ordinary adventurers, but full of expectation and hope...

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.

The vast universe is a battlefield! Advanced civilizations use planets as their testing grounds. Zerg, mechanical ascenders, space beasts, psychic empires... myriad races stand side by side, vying for supremacy! Humans, guided by martial arts, pilot interstellar mechas, fighting for their lives. Su Yu, transported across time with his "Class Transfer Panel." "Basic Class [Blood Warrior] + Absorb [Dark Matter Crystals] = Class Transfer [Dark Star Ripper]!" "Primary Class [Psychic Warrior] + Analyze [Zerg Overlord Brain Core] = Class Transfer [Void Soul Devourer]!" "Advanced Class [Immortal Martial Master] + Smelt [Stellar-Class Power Reactor] = Class Transfer [Radiant Star God]!" Feeling the terrifying power surging within him, enough to crush a small planet with his bare hands, Su Yu slowly rose from the shattered alien mothership. He gazed into the depths of the starry sky, at the Titan Zerg swarm obscuring the galaxy and its continent-sized mothership...

[Dark story][Slow-burn story][No heroine][No system][Decisive killing][Dark-bellied Old Six][Flexible][Fantasy magical powers]

A jade coin of good and evil, to judge good and evil, and to borrow supernatural powers.

A world where all cultivators in the world rely on mortals for nourishment.

Xiang Qian traveled here, forcibly took over another body and was reborn. He secretly rejoiced at the news that the original owner's mother had died...

"Mortals support the monks, the monks support the heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth nurture all things. This is the order of the world, so how can it be called cruel?"

"What is the heart barrier? The righteous path indulges in passions, relieving the regrets in one's heart, and considering it righteousness. The evil path indulges in lust, satisfying one's greed, and considering it selfish desire. Either way, it's the same thing."

"Memories will be obscured, but they will never disappear. It is precisely because these memories are engraved on our souls that we are worthy of being called human! We are not like monsters, who, even if they have cultivated human form, are still just beasts that obey animal instincts."

A universe buried alive by black fog, a majestic figure wandering in the starry sky, whispers ringing in the ears, metal wreckage like a mountain, and professionals struggling to survive.

Fortunately, Su Chen has a career panel. He can collect career information and meet the requirements to get a job.

[Rock Fighter] is promoted to [Flesh and Blood Emperor]!

[Puppet Master] promoted to [Mecha Saint Lord]!

The path was clear, so he took every step carefully, until—

The Flesh and Blood Emperor is disgusted by your dithering and lack of courage, and has decided to increase the difficulty of your appointment.

The Dark Night Master covets you and has decided to skip the job requirements and let you start directly.

[Hercules] ate [Wind Walker] and transformed into [Sky Slasher]

Su Chen was stunned. My profession is so unique!

[Slow-burn Farming], [Apocalyptic Infrastructure], [Trait Fusion], [Road to Immortality], [Dawn of Evolution] weren't instant destruction, but the beginning of a frenzied evolution of global life. Civilization collapsed, and the world became a hunting ground for the weak. A month before the catastrophe, Gu Cheng unexpectedly awakened the power of [Trait Extraction and Infusion]. He could glimpse fragments of the laws underlying all things—[Hardness], [Sharpness], [Rapid Healing], and even [Fuzzy Insight]. With the foresight he extracted from crystals, he glimpsed a bloody future and gained a week's advantage. There was no passionate struggle for supremacy, only extreme planning and cold determination. He chose a more difficult path: slowly but steadily building a doomsday fortress in pursuit of eternal life. He strengthened himself, prioritizing wisdom and perception; equipped himself with equipment, giving his bow, crossbow, and armor unique characteristics; built a base, and...

[True Farming Style][Prosperous Immortal Cultivation World][Mortal Style][Cultivation from the Start][Grass and Tree Monster]

Good news! I'm in the world of immortal cultivation! It's a peaceful and prosperous market town! It's time to start a business and make a fortune!

Bad news! Glass, gunpowder, and soap are all failing to sell! Using cola to seduce a saint, or using barbecue to seduce monsters, won't work! Why is productivity so high in the world of immortal cultivation?

Why do you get a stainless steel basin for free when you buy a Bigu Pill? What? Is it because the elders of the sect refined a lake's worth of steel while refining black iron?

Fortunately, I can still go farming.

Farming? Farm! Start as a spiritual plant master and cultivate a life of longevity and freedom!

Zhou Kun traveled to a post-apocalyptic wasteland, where mobile cities were humanity's last refuge. As supreme ruler of the Wanderer mobile city, Zhou Kun suddenly unlocked [Flesh Technology], allowing the city to fuse and evolve with monster genes. From then on, the cold steel machinery began to surge with flesh, and the city gradually became a living being. Devouring, evolving, and transforming, while other mobile towns struggled with energy depletion, Zhou Kun began dismembering monsters and extracting their genes... From steel cannons, he evolved into [Godzilla's Atomic Breath Cannon], from prosthetic limbs, he evolved into [Venom Symbiote Suit], from powered sails, he evolved into [Fallen Dragon Skywings]... Ultimately, a super-mobile fortress woven from flesh and machinery became the nightmare of all civilizations.