Minotaur Louis wants to be an adventurer. The trouble is, as a monster burning with bestial rage, no normal team will accept him. Fortunately, the world outside of "normal" is not lacking in adventurous spirit. Minotaur monks, hobgoblin priests, pixie rangers, demon paladins... Gradually, a somewhat strange adventuring team is formed. ———————"Wait, so you, a minotaur, can leap onto rooftops with a single leap?" "Fuck, you look down on monks, right? Take my stunning punch!" (Although some settings are referenced from Dungeon & Dragons, there are many modifications, and it basically does not follow the rules. So please treat it as a normal fantasy story)

In a city ravaged by the Blacklight virus, he was a mortal god, taking a nuclear bomb with his own flesh. In the Warhammer universe, he was a ray of hope amidst the shadows of the Warp. In the Hell of Destruction, he was the Final Judgment atop a heap of demon skulls... "Here comes Emhyr var Emreis, the White Flame that dances upon the graves of my enemies, Emperor of Nilfgaard." The herald's voice echoed through the hall, while the man on the throne merely smiled. "Before you is—" "His Majesty Kal-El I, Lord of Mankind, Emperor of the Sun and Light, King of Elden, Supreme Sorcerer of the Warlock Conclave, Nightmare of Chaos Daemons, White Frost Terminator, Savior of All Realms!"

[Japanese fantasy + sword and sorcery + light novel + grand epic]

Xia He was unlucky enough to be directly transported to another world by a stroke of luck.

This is a world brimming with Western fantasy elements: kemonomimi (animal-eared girls), vampires, goblins, gnomes, dragons...

Xia He was very lucky to receive the help of a hero in her desperate situation. As long as she maintains the qualities of a hero, she will receive unparalleled buffs.

[Courage: Possessing courage, you who act for the right goal despite knowing danger and feeling fear, will gain unparalleled resilience.]

[Unwavering Justice & Goodness: Possessing unwavering justice, you cannot tolerate any evil. Your actions to punish the wicked, promote the good, and protect the weak will grant you unparalleled focus.]

[The Willpower & Perseverance of the Forge: Possessing a powerful will, you will be indomitable, able to rise again no matter how many times you are knocked down, and you will gain unparalleled resilience.]

[Humble and Modest: Possessing absolute humility, you will maintain a learner's mindset in the face of any praise, thus gaining unparalleled learning ability.]

Honor and Integrity: ...

Sincere Compassion: ...

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It is now the year 147 of the Cretaceous calendar, and a perfect hero has appeared in our world.

Where can I find a high-quality workforce that's free, willing to endure hardships, and available on demand? After finally securing his own plot of land on the chaotic borders of the Empire, Damien, a Dragonborn night watchman with a lord system, fell into deep thought. A tide of golems? An army of the undead? Mass-produced servitors? The Fourth Scourge? After much deliberation, he arrived at a nearly perfect answer that capitalized on its strengths and minimized its weaknesses: sandbox isolation, allowing players to remotely screw in on their computers! Thus, a highly flexible, ultra-hardcore skeleton assembly game called "Bone Puzzle" was born. To prove they weren't cowards, millions of medical students toiled tirelessly. Then came the similarly named "Aoyao Yao," the bizarrely named "Zhenbi," and the nearly online-banned "Steel and Gunpowder"...

[Farming + Behind-the-Scenes + Development + System + Ensemble Cast + No Female Lead]

Lynn transmigrates to the continent of Bromley, which has been ravaged by the Undead Cataclysm.

It became an abandoned Gothic church.

A group of refugees who arrived by chance became his first followers.

Blessed with holy light, expanding the territory, resisting disasters, becoming the true God.

Lynn also successfully activated his cheat code—the God-level Sanctuary.

[The system detected that one hundred ghouls have been eliminated by the host's followers. Reward: The Holy Sword – Durandal!]

“This sword is just right for Liz. As a Holy Knight, she needs a sharp weapon to cut away the filth for me.”

[Host successfully defended the sanctuary and slew a Tier 3 lich. Reward: Divine spell - Divine Grace Codex.]

"Oh, perhaps I need a priest who can chant my name and bring hope to the lost sheep."

that's all.

Lynn Church became the only refuge in the darkness.

The most indestructible land of hope on the continent of Bromley!

False druids: follow the way of nature, master the magic of nature and the form of the wilderness, and gain the ability to transform into wilderness creatures and control the elements. The real druids, however, look further: the flow of planes, the birth and death of the world, the upside-down galaxy, and even the endless echoes of the multiverse, are all the pulse of nature. Nature is not just mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but existence itself, the breath of law, and the rhythm of time. I am nature, and nature is me. The flow of all things is in the mind. Okay, no more pretending. This is a druid who traveled to the continent of Faerun, mastered the transformation into the Star-Forging Dragon King, specialized in the Society of the Stars, controlled the power of nature and the secrets of the stars, could crush planets at will, and mastered the birth and death of the universe. Notes: Druid, stars, Star-Forging Dragon King, Plane War, Multiverse

[The first dragon god of the new era must be a golden dragon!] [A red dragon? The strongest of the five-colored dragons, that makes sense!] [An abyssal demon dragon? It's quite powerful, not impossible!] [Where did this mushroom come from?]... Ansu died unexpectedly and was reborn as a mushroom with legs. Fortunately, he had the [Dragon Panel] and could draw power from it. "But... isn't this panel's quest a bit off?" [You defeated the brother who stole your eggshell: another hatchling dragon] [It showed a submissive posture, seemingly wanting to become your familiar] [Quest reward issued] Looking at the lizard lying dead not far away, and his own mushroom body, Ansu nodded in conviction. "That's right, it's a dragon, and I'm a dragon too."... "An extraterrestrial evil mushroom has entered our world." "Despicable..."

[Multiple female leads: Albedo + others] + [No system] + [Written by real people] + [Harvesting faith]

What do you mean by "the kingdom has been conquered by the Sorcerer King"? Who is the Sorcerer King?

What do you mean the Holy Kingdom has converted to the Holy Domain God?! And who is He anyway?!

What do you mean the Dragon Kingdom now has a Dragon King who has ascended the throne?! And where did this Dragon King even come from?!

The Platinum Dragon King gritted his teeth as he looked at the continent in complete disarray: "Damn it, which group is the Dragon Emperor's filth?!"

"What do you mean they're all in cahoots!"

Years later, the Platinum Dragon King gritted his teeth as he watched the Magic King stand beside the Holy Lord, while the Dragon King, on whom he had placed his hopes, respectfully called him "Father."

Twelve years ago, waves of outsiders suddenly appeared on the Land Continent. These people called themselves Heroes, Strangers, and the Fourth Scourge... From then on, the ancient Land Continent burst into life, a scene of all things flourishing. Goblins, ogres, vampires, wraiths, dragons... even the almighty gods, all became their targets. "No way, this is how we, the Fourth Scourge, behave." Until one day, they were surprised to discover: a boss who didn't understand reason, didn't even want to die! ... Xia Lin, who had entered the Land Continent, was unexpectedly transformed into a small monster, about to be slain by the brave adventurers. What? Killing players not only grants you equipment and gold, but also allows you to continuously grow stronger? That's fine. As a lowly monster, facing the relentless Fourth Scourge...

(Lord of Mysteries fanfiction, no female lead, wrong path) "If you only had one day left to live, what would you do?" When the transmigrator opened his eyes and found a monocle embedded in his right eye, he realized something was wrong with this transmigration. He had become an Extraordinary through an "wrong" path, a Sequence Seven "Deciphering Scholar." But what did it mean that there was a countdown made of gray mist on his wrist? The moment the countdown reached zero, Nimrod suddenly understood what this countdown represented. Good news: The gray mist wool he obtained from the transmigration allowed him to exploit a bug to travel back and forth between Tingen in 1349 and Kordu in 1358. Bad news: Kordu. Now he had to tear up Ince Zangwill's script in 1349, scheme against Amon, and become a godfather of the occult garbage dump with the Celestial in 1358, searching for hope for survival in a hopeless future. Faced with the God of Deception in front and the devastating natural disaster behind, Nimrod's answer was: "...Hehe, I must survive!"...In the year 1368, at the end of July, Mr. "Mistake" announced: "Hello, fellow diviners. What I'm going to do next is change the Spirit Insect into a pink cat head."