Wang Pingan wakes up and finds himself a constable of the Wuji Empire, investigating flower-picking fairies, fighting headless corpses, and investigating old cases.

Condense the death energy beads, absorb the death energy, evil energy and other negative things, turn other people's arsenic into your own medicine, explore the secret realm, search for treasures and medicine, and achieve immortality.

(supernatural, suspense, horror, urban, multiple female protagonists)

My name is Zhang Xuan. I am a fortune teller who travels between the Yin and Yang worlds. My skills in metaphysics, fortune telling, horoscopes, feng shui, and catching ghosts and demons are all inherited from my grandfather.

My first experience in life started with shaking...

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...]

Notice: [Chapter 39 is a side story about a parallel world unrelated to the main story, please skip it.] Even many years later, Lin Xi still dreams. In his dreams, he is still just an ordinary person, and his brother is still alive. The Apollo has not made any positioning errors, and the warp...

Gather supplies and seek power in an endless and bizarre apocalyptic world, and escape before it awakens! Hush! Do not alert the observer! Do not look the observer in the eye! Do not let the observer know—you know of its existence! ... "Pollution is both a power and a curse." "The eight types of pollution intermingle to create a nearly infinite number of pollution paths." "But the end of each path is madness." Five stages of pollution: Whispering (less than 10%): Initially polluted, you may occasionally hear hallucinations and have weak abilities. Resonance (10% to 20%): Pollution deepens, hallucinations intensify, and abilities steadily manifest. Etching (20% to 30%): Pollution begins to permanently alter your mind and body, and the cost becomes apparent. Dominant (30% to 40%): One or more types of pollution become the primary characteristics of your personality and physical body, and...

[New theme, Cthulhu, evil gods, behind-the-scenes mastermind, school beauty slavery, SAN value reset to zero, multiple female protagonists, invincible. ]

Eighteen years ago, I traveled through a high-level martial arts world. One month ago, I went mad and was confined to a mental hospital.

It wasn't until today that I realized I wasn't a madman, but an awakening Old One! My existence is the source of pollution!

That day, the school beauty who was forced into a desperate situation by her family fell from the sky, landed on my hospital bed, and accidentally touched my breath.

Overnight, her sanity was wiped out, her SAN value dropped to zero, and she degenerated into the first divinely chosen priestess under my command, starting an endless slaughter for me.

Hymn to the Evil God (lyrics already prepared, talented readers please compose the music):

Main Song:

My sanity collapsed at the end, your good news was in my ears, and when the chain was wrapped around my throat, I realized that pain was a kiss.

At the end of my sanity, I hear your gospel. At the end of my sanity, I hear your gospel.

My sanity is broken at the end, your gospel is in my ears, my chains are your embrace, and my pain is your kiss.

At the end of my sanity, I hear your gospel. At the end of my sanity, I hear your gospel.

refrain:

I offer you my bones and blood, my soul and spirit.

I kneel before your throne and pray for eternal damnation.

I offer you my bones and blood, my soul and spirit.

I kneel before your throne and pray for eternal damnation.

From then on, the aloof Valkyrie, the yandere female CEO, the desperate female scientist... they cried and vied with each other to offer their reason and soul, just to become my most fanatical believers and listen to my gospel.

And I just need to sit behind the scenes and watch this world slide into the abyss of madness step by step in my whispers.

The demons are revived, but fortunately I have awakened and added some golden fingers, and all the skills and techniques can be done by just adding some points!

This is a story of a pig without emotions, without a heroine, and it goes on to the end!

(No heroine + decisive killing + horror king + paradise growth flow + infinite flow)

Su Yue is the first "working emperor" in the history of horror games to complete 100 S-level missions.

He was fed up with those weird creatures that couldn't be killed and could only be dealt with by rules.

Finally back to reality, thinking I could just relax? But the invitation to the Paradise of the Lord God was smeared on my face!

Good news: Monsters in the new world have health bars above their heads!

Bad News: ...wait, this is bad news?

Looking at the bright red life bar, Su Yue grinned, revealing a smile that she had never seen in horror games before.

"These monsters can actually be killed?"

The Eyes of Horror see through weaknesses, and the Throne Talent devours fear.

This time, he was no longer the prey.

[No system + no heroine + villain + madman + darkness + decisive killing] My name is Shi Qian, an ordinary office worker, and my hobby is creating some "little art". Of course, I have another name, you can call me - Prisoner

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...