In this high-level martial arts world where even the moon in the sky was rubbed and hung by human hands, Pei Jin awakened a heritage panel. As long as certain conditions are met, you can obtain the inheritance from powerful beings in other worlds. The first thing he awakened was the [World Devouring Burning Dragon], and the first talent he obtained was called [Dragon Eater]. [Dragon Eater]: You will have a digestive ability that is countless times stronger than that of ordinary people, and at the same time gain a certain percentage of resistance based on the target you devour. As a scavenger in the public security system, he knew that his chance had come. As long as he mixed in the rear battlefield and was responsible for picking up leaks, he could become stronger. "If you can't kill me, then eat me to death. What doesn't kill me will make me stronger!" "What do you mean by 'a hero's true colors are revealed when the seas and rivers are turbulent?' I just want to grow steadily." "You're right. Being narrow-minded is one of the good qualities of a dragon!" "What do you mean by 'the most powerful god in the material world?' I say again, I'm an atheist."... [An ordinary martial artist who practices baseball boxing] [The Lord of the Kingdom of God on the Fiery Sun Star] [Antimatter evil god who controls fear] [...] Pei Jin, who has awakened the inheritance of countless powerful beings, has unknowingly grown into the most terrifying taboo in this universe. ......

They say humans are the essence of heaven and earth.

So, shouldn’t our cultivation as a demonic sect be the refinement of essence into qi? This is the true righteous path!

Li Mo accidentally crossed into a world of immortal cultivation and became a demonic cultivator. But fate played its cruel hand—he was struck by the Blood Shadow Curse, destined to become a sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a pawn in the Sea of Blood Formation, and forever an accomplice of evil.

Just as despair loomed, Li Mo stumbled into a bizarre, apocalyptic world.

A world where demons surged like endless tides, cities floated like lone boats adrift in a blood-red sea, and unending horrors lurked everywhere:

the cursed Skinning City,

the eternal Weeping Blood Spring,

the parasitic Nuo Mask Opera,

and the ominous disasters of the Red and White Wedding Dresses.

To righteous cultivators, this was a nightmare.

To Li Mo, it was paradise—an endless trove of supreme materials that demonic cultivators could only dream of.

At that moment, he felt as if he had truly ascended to heaven.

Years later, besieged on all sides by the so-called righteous sects, Li Mo finally came to understand…

[Darkness + Behind the Scenes + Group Portrait + Cthulhu + No Female Lead + No System]

(Don't read the introduction, just read the text)

When my blood drips onto the paper, the monster file is automatically written-

The depths of the mine are restless, and some ancient creatures are awakened.

There are wails coming from the sewers, and they are creatures from the abyss.

I am a creator who has lost control and is forced to write about the existence of the ancient gods.

Good news: Fang Suichu has transmigrated to a world brimming with spiritual energy, waking up to find himself within a sect as a newly initiated disciple, complete with a system. Bad news: This immortal world is fake. The so-called immortal path here is closer to Chinese Cthulhu mythos, involving the cultivation of various bizarre curses. Furthermore, the so-called newly initiated disciples are actually being sold to these strange sects as cultivation materials. Even worse news: Fang Suichu's system genuinely believes this to be a legitimate world of cultivation.

【The Fourth Disaster】【Travel Through】【System Flow】【Apocalypse】【Online Game】【No Female Lead】【Farming】【Fantasy】

Fu Sheng traveled to another world and got a golden finger. He thought he could finally summon a dragon and reach the pinnacle of his life.

But when I opened it, I found that all the summoned creatures were weird creatures who called themselves "players" and were bargaining for "game experience" all day long.

Orcs? Just a bigger toy, with a lot of experience.

Dwarf? Qualified cattle and horses (for making armor and weapons).

Elves? It would be nice to grow some flowers and plants.

Sea people? Sprinkle some cumin.

Demons? Their skeletons are vulnerable!

Humans? A perfect race, a t0 existence.

You said the human race is the weakest, and you said I was smuggling something?

Until the day of the gods' arrival, when the alien army was approaching and the human race was in despair, Fu Sheng smiled softly, and behind him, players drove Gundams and sang out-of-tune war songs and rushed towards them:

"For the daily quest rewards—go for it!"

"For contribution points!"

"To speed up the plot! Damn GM, please update the version!"

——

A hundred years later, when children curl up in the arms of the older generation, they listen to their stories from hundreds of years ago.

The sea clan's gate can summon huge waves and call wind and rain!

The elves' door can communicate with all things and bring dead trees back to life!

The demon gate can summon monsters from hell, the Burning Legion!

The gate of our human race? That's a legend...

Journeying through the world of immortal cultivation, Lu Ye awakens as a cultivator. He imagined a meteoric rise, unrivaled in power, but who could have imagined he was actually a snake? Seemingly simple immortal cultivation tasks, he finds them incredibly difficult. [Corpse Retriever: Each corpse retrieved boosts your abilities by 3%] [Nightwatchman: Knocking on the night watch at five o'clock each night grants a stream of immortal essence.]... Lu Ye thought he'd never reach the next level. But one day, the forest stream stained red with blood, and corpses drifted down from upstream like fallen leaves!

The whispers of the old gods enveloped the entire continent, potions flowed quietly in dark alleys, and the shadow of a dragon passed over the steam-filled city dome. A stranger was reborn as the most humble being in this world—a gray mouse. However, he started from the dark sewers, step by step farming, infrastructure construction, alliances with foreign races, and deciphering lost runes. The roar of steam resonated with the whispers of magic, the gears turned, and the dragon flapped its wings. He transformed into the "Sherlock Holmes" detective who had never appeared before, weaving an underground network that spanned races and classes, vowing to break the oppression of theocracy and use the power of machinery, magic, and faith to create a new era of civilization for all intelligent creatures, sharing, and co-governance. ——When he first stepped into this world, Lu Ran had only one self-deprecating sentence: "I, Mouse, am going to die this time..."

In the blizzard-ravaged northern reaches of the Empire, the Lord's Mansion of Theros Patterston stands tall upon the icy plains. Rebellion, poverty, endless blizzards, and the impending tide of beasts await. Just as the future seemed bleak, the cheat code for the Lord System activated. The Lord's Intelligence Panel granted him the ability to exploit information gaps and foresight; the Lord's Data Panel allowed him to clearly visualize his own progress; and the Lord's Summoning Panel allowed him to summon players, granting them the power of the fourth Scourge—the player army—a fearless force capable of infinite resurrection and possessing astonishing creative and destructive power! ... "Your waves of beasts are endless, while my players cost 30 energy points each and have built-in resurrection." While the Imperial family that exiled him continued to vie for power, Theros's cavalry and the player army had already crushed...

During the chaotic times of the Immortal Dynasty, numerous sects arose. Cui Hu, a time traveler, was sold into the Paper Man Sect by his clan. He began his daily routine of felling trees, peeling bark, and making and cutting paper figures. Then, unexpectedly, his gift awakened. Not only did he achieve immortality, but he could also simply read a technique and enter the realm of cultivation. With diligent practice, he advanced, with no bottlenecks to overcome. After becoming a "Paper Man Evil Cultivator," Cui Hu could no longer stop, forcing himself step by step on his path to becoming a master of the Demonic Sect.

[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.