"An alchemist who can't cook doesn't make a good cult leader."

Traveling through another world with the [Forge of Destiny], Horn discovered that this world was even crazier than he had imagined.

The high sun has been split, the gods who judged history have gone away, monsters breed in the shadows, and malice comes from beyond the world.

Esotericism, Apprentice, Strange Objects, Dream World, Secret History, Worms, Si Chen.

Eight principles, seven marks, invisible secrets, great knowledge, the path to ascension.

At first, Horn just wanted to save his life, until -

You burned [forbidden knowledge] and gained [multifaceted teachings]

You transformed the [Flesh and Blood Altar] and obtained the [Biological Energy Engine]

[You cooked [Piercing Toxin] and gained [Poison Immunity]]

You rebuilt the [Abandoned Castle],...

Travel to a dangerous world with all kinds of strange abilities, catastrophic creatures, and doomed treasures.

Fang Ze just wants to awaken his extraordinary abilities, become an ordinary agent, eat the emperor's food, and live a good life.

But he found himself involved in a huge conspiracy from the moment he crossed over...

Strange abilities and treasures include: mushrooms that grant eternal youth when planted; a clown whose IQ decreases but strength increases with each clone; a dilapidated statue that causes black rain to fall and drives creatures crazy upon its appearance; ancient coins that possess a person when picked up; a substitute earth spirit that can learn and train on behalf of its owner, doubling the effects, and so on...

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Mysterious resurrection, the world is like a prison.

This world needs a great emperor to lead humanity to victory. — Black Emperor Chen Shoushan.

[Mysterious Resurrection Fanfiction, the protagonist's ability comes from the lawyer path of the Lord of Mysteries. 】

"I was once the Grand Master of the Paladins, until I got carried away and seduced the Saint, earning divine punishment." "I was once the Cyber ​​Queen, until the gods envied my astonishing wisdom." "I was once a Buddhist cultivator, until I... killed too many cultivators and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a cultivator, until I... offended a powerful Buddhist and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a witch, until I accidentally told a monstrous lie to the gods." "What about you, Li Ye? What crime did you commit to be thrown here?" """"" Faced with the inmates' questioning, Li Ye reluctantly replied, "The gods said I destroyed the world, a heinous crime. Isn't that ridiculous?"... The exile, the garbage dump of the multiverse, is a place where monsters run rampant, karma abounds, natural disasters wreak havoc, and royal authority is shattered. Sinners abandoned by the gods struggle in vain, some like stray dogs by the roadside, others yearn to be kings...

Welcome to the world of "fairy tales," where a blood moon hangs high and a curse gnaws at the earth. The sugar coating of the fairy tale has long since peeled off, leaving only the stench of bones and burnt sulfur. You were once a traveler from another world, now a prisoner of nightmares. The thorns of the Silver Soul Church pierce the sky, the devil's ice mirror freezes the soul, and the witch's curse crushes innocence to dust. Here, a match ignites not hope, but a city-burning inferno; a magic lamp promises not a wish, but a pact of flesh and blood. Grip your demon-slaying sword tightly and load your six enchantment cartridges...

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

The first thing Costa Ries did after transmigrating was to top the police department's wanted list. Worse still, the "Tribunal," the supernatural organization the original owner had served, planned to eliminate him as a legacy issue. Fortunately, he possessed the ability to continuously level up by fulfilling contracts, and a reliable, wealthy female teammate. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted long in this godforsaken place. ...New Lund, the steam-powered capital of the Beside Empire, a metropolis where progress and decadence coexist. Here, if you don't want to become a subject of astral magic experiments or raw material for bio-alchemy, it's best to stay away from the unlit streets at night.

The heavens shone brightly, and the era of the gods' rule came to an end. Without the gods' protection, humanity, faced with a great crisis, dug up the gods' tombs, turned over their bones, and stripped them of their clothing. Using the gods' burial objects, they eventually built their own civilization. But as greed grew, the day of judgment would eventually arrive. Humanity would ultimately be destroyed by the fire of its own greed.

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.