[Refreshing novel flow] [Independent plot] [Single or no female protagonist] The protagonist Jiang Ting is reborn into the world of magic, unlocking his innate common talent, performing a different kind of magic peak! Become the Chaos Emperor!

[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!*

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.

America boasts simple folkways, and Florida is a land of talented individuals. A psychopathic killer in prison, a deviant family on the highway, zombies resurrected by voodoo, cursed demons, and unknown creatures beneath the surface of the sea. Having journeyed to the world of American horror, Luke has gained a mastery panel. As long as he continues to grind, he'll become stronger. [The Silence of the Lambs, Night Stalker, Saw, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Hills Have Eyes, Wrong Turn, Alien, The Body Snatchers, The Living Dead, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, Halloween, The Evil Dead, and The Deep Cold...]

Uzuki Toru is a time traveler, and he also has a wishing machine attached to him.

As long as he fulfills any of the wishes, he will get a random reward. The more wishes he fulfills, the more rewards he gets!

However, these wishes seem a bit strange?

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"I really want to be Miss Sakayanagi's dog!"

"Bully Karuizawa Megumi in front of everyone!"

"Secretly threaten Sakura Airi, you don't want everyone to know that you are an online idol, right?"

"I want to see Kushida-chan put on a maid outfit with a look of disgust on her face, and then do the maid's service work as if she were looking at garbage..."

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...

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!"