Reincarnated as the Primarch of the lost Eleventh Legion, the protagonist finds himself facing an erased destiny.

Chosen by the source realm known as the Kingdom of Disorder, Ning Lu’s fate is rewritten from the very moment he awakens in the gene-lab gestation pod. With the power of mysticism and alchemy, he delivers a startling blow to the four Chaos Gods.

During the Great Crusade, he expands the frontiers of the Imperium. In the Horus Heresy, he personally executes traitor Primarchs.

After the Emperor is bound to the Golden Throne, he becomes the last active Primarch—constantly rushing between war zones to extinguish fires across the galaxy.

In the War of the Beast, he slays the Beast itself.

During the Long War, he strikes terror into the hearts of traitors and heretics.

All praise his unwavering loyalty. But… is that the whole truth?

“I'm just taking advantage of the situation. What? You didn’t notice?

With the right alchemical ingredients, I can cultivate Beyonders.

Belisarius Cawl? He’s just my ‘mentor’…”

“I am the shadow of Order, exploiting every loophole hidden within the rules.”

He is The Black Emperor—a being who rewrites the laws of reality, forges a new Imperium, and opens a future of hope amid the darkness for all of humanity.

[Keywords: Warhammer + Primarch OC + Original Legion + Lord of the Mysteries + Potion Pathways / Sequences]

Note : Wilderness of Knowledge Cheat, with a system in the fourth era

He traveled back to the late Fourth Epoch in "Lord of Mysteries" and became the second son of Azik Eggers, the amnesiac Archon of Death, the first Baron Ramde, and the future history teacher at Khoi University.

In this era, gods walk the earth, evil gods hide behind the curtain, the seven major churches of the orthodox gods are fighting in Loen, evil gods and indescribable things covet the world... Those who follow the old path of fortune-tellers claim to be at peace with the world, but they have to plan for an uncertain situation for themselves.

Is it an opportunity? Is it a challenge? Or is it the last struggle before falling into pollution and madness?

When the puppets work together to interpret the vivid picture of life, the huge building hidden behind the curtain returns to reality, countless histories turn into mist, the fall of the demigod is full of distortion and madness, and the mermaid's song recites...

Do you believe in the Imperial Truth? I admire the first person to make a deal with the Four Gods; they might even end up paralyzed on the toilet. Yellow-skinned man, when I build the Warp Pump, I'll definitely make you awaken. Those who awaken will eventually step down from the Golden Throne. Finally, let me say this: technology is accelerating! 'Solar Tomahawk', 'Thor Mech', 'Arc Generator', 'Hyperspace Rail', 'Warp Drive', 'Cybercles', 'Aether Phase Drive', 'The Reincarnation of the Om Messiah'. That's all—'Made in Stellaris!' Serious version: Leon, who traveled to the remote Warhammer of the M32 era, became a soulless being. With the knowledge he had gained from many other science fiction works before his travels, he transformed himself into a priest of the Mechanicum. While replicating the technologies of various other worlds in the Warhammer universe, he began to spread the light of reason brought by the truth and technology of the Empire in this cesspool of a universe. He punched the greenskins, kicked the Chaos, gathered the traitor legions, and reshaped the future of mankind... In theory, this is how it should have been. Looking at the closed gate of the Terra Palace in front of him, Leon said with tears in his eyes: "Open the door! I really am here to save the Emperor from the toilet!"

[A car like a closed room, a woman stabbed to death, and the sound of police sirens getting closer and closer. What choice will you make as a suspected murderer? ]

[1. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, and then surrender to the police and admit that you killed the woman]

[2. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, but firmly deny that you killed the woman]

[3. Escape]

[4. Before the police arrive, try your best to cover up your evidence of murder and escape responsibility]

"Of course, choose 4!"

Traveling through Tokyo, facing the system that suddenly appeared in front of him, Akikawa Sosuke made a firm decision.

Akikawa Sosuke firmly believed that as long as he survived the crisis in front of him, he could have a peaceful and stable life.

Until he met the elementary school student wearing a red bow tie and round-frame glasses, who called himself a detective...

(Detective Conan fanfiction, original plot, no repetition of animation content)

A lucky yet unlucky guy traveled through time. Fortunately, he became the god that countless people longed for but could not obtain, and also gained eternal life. He named himself [Bit], the god of information and data.

Unfortunately, the place he traveled through was the Warp of Warhammer 40K, where a powerful being could come along and kick him to death as a curb at any moment.

In order to survive, he had to summon players from his hometown and incite war to produce information.

Countless years later, he looked at the [Player Cursed Legion] that started from one planet and gradually grew stronger, and suddenly an idea occurred to him: maybe he could take the position of the patron saint of mankind?

Far away on Holy Terra, the Emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately stood up from the Golden Throne: "Brother, please take a seat!"

Bo Chang traveled through time, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the star core hunters - Silver Wolf and Kafka.

[The love option has been activated. ]

[Option 1: At this moment... there is no time to hesitate, please shout to Kafka: "Mom!" - Completion reward: You can randomly obtain the power of one of the twelve spells. ]

[Option 2: Shouting loudly is insulting and easy to scare others, you can try to say tenderly: "Kafka?" - Completion reward: Kafka's big cunt. ]

[Option 3: As a person who suddenly appeared, maybe you should be more normal and make a puzzled expression: "Who are you...?" - Completion reward: Open the rich destiny and obtain random imaginary power. ]

Bo Chang helplessly complained: "What kind of love option is this? I can't see anything related to love at all!"

It was not until a while later...

The black-haired boy knew the tragic reality that it was called a love option, but it was actually a love hindrance option.

Looking at Xing, Sanyueqi, Jizi and other girls turning around him.

Bo Chang: "I want to fall in love."

Love option: "No, you don't."

Li Jie has just landed in Gotham City. He's transmigrated to the DC universe, becoming a penniless, low-level patrolman. His system is unreliable, so what to do? Of course, he'll find a way to make money! (This is a pure DC universe story, presented from an ordinary person's perspective, but without a system, an ordinary person truly can't survive. Your valuable feedback is welcome.) This is not a combat-focused, action-packed story; it doesn't offer the exhilarating feeling of transmigrating into Superman or Deathstroke and wreaking havoc. Enter at your own risk.

【No Random Entry】【No Heavens】【No Double Crossing】【Original Storyline】

"He's the toughest opponent the GCPD has ever faced, surpassing even the Joker in being hard to catch." - Jim Gordon

"Gentleman Phantom Thief, Silver Wing Magician, Miracle Maker... No one knows who he really is. His name, gender, appearance, and age are always a mystery. I very much hope that such a person can join Task Force X."—— Amanda Waller

"I still don't understand how he managed to steal the Lantern Ring from me in my face." - Green Lantern

"Kidd the Kryptonian was the first person to infiltrate the Fortress of Solitude perfectly bypassing the Kryptonian security system. It still shocks me when I think about it." -Superman

"I prepared over a hundred backup plans for him, but ended up discarding them all because he had to refresh my intel every time he showed up." - Batman

"Although I don't want to admit it, but he is more popular with women than me, which is really reconciled." - Ye Yi

"If you want me to say, they are all talking nonsense. Taking away the treasure in a high-profile manner in front of everyone and then leaving gracefully and calmly is a fake monster thief! A real monster thief would have to rack his brains for several days to write a simple notice letter. It looks gorgeous on the way, but it’s like walking on thin ice for fear of being beaten to death... First of all, I have to think about what the new goal is, how about the miracle machine?" - Dean Suston

[Farming + Warhammer Fantasy + War + Slow Pace]

The shadow of the end has loomed over the century-long countdown, and the chaotic torrent is about to breach the world's dams. Demons roar, tearing reality apart, nations crumble in the flames of war, and even the highest gods cannot escape their fate of demise.

Who can reverse this doomed fate?

"Humans? They're as fragile as paper, not a single one of them is worth a fight!"

"Pointy ears? All they do is fight amongst themselves and gossip, they're such useless sissies!"

"Short and timid? Hiding in holes like turtles, just a bunch of shut-ins getting moldy!"

A green-skinned orc with bared fangs spat, surveying the battlefield with disdain. Behind him stretched an endless mass of massive black orcs, their muscular bodies laden with spoils; there were night goblin fanatics wielding bone spikes, their crimson eyes burning with Waaaaagh flames; there was the Queen Spider, a mobile fortress, her eight legs sending debris flying wherever they stepped; there were the Great Techies carrying booming firearms, their strange devices crackling with electricity—even the legendary ancient space machine, supposedly floating in the clouds, hummed and followed behind the green-skinned army.

When the soul of the transmigrator collided with this green-skinned body born for war, and when the cold system interface met the green-skinned man's greatest "I think" technique, a wonderful chemical reaction erupted.

The orc suddenly raised his giant axe, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and a deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth:

"I think—to save this wretched world, we still need our big green skins!"

"From this day forward, I am the savior!"

"Waaaaagh!"

Transmigrating to Warhammer 30,000, Lu Heng was astonished to find that while others transmigrated to become Primarchs, Space Marines, or at best, mortal governors or Emperor's Chosen, why was he the Butcher's Nail?! Since that's the case, he decided to set a small goal: to make Khorne his own Chosen! "Angron Unit 2! Go berserk!" "Look, that's your father! Let me chop him down!" When the Emperor saw Angron expressing reluctance to remove the Butcher's Nail and frantically recommending it to his brothers, he felt that his progeny had finally gone mad! Angron retorted, "I don't know either! They just started calling me Ohm Messiah for no reason!" "Oh! I'm not a Legion Commander, I'm just Angron Unit 2." This book is also known as *Angron Operation Manual*, *Pilot and Angron Unit 2!*, and *The Gospel Nail of the New Century!*