In the last days of the Dharma, evil spirits have revived, and the human world is doomed.

A watch passed down from his deceased parents allows Su Wu to travel through the past and the future.

The ancient heritage that was cut off from the past, the taboos passed down from mouth to mouth, and the skills that fell into the dust have been revived.

In the secret area, the method of binding evil spirits with scriptures, offerings, and the body of the self;

In the Kitchen God Cult, the skills of refining oil, weighing rice, and frying evil spirits...

The fire is rekindled,

The chaotic mystery shrouding the present and the future is slightly outlined by the firelight...

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The constant vibration of the spaceship spilled the ink on the table, but Chen Guo seemed not to see it and continued to write the ending of his autobiography. "Today, the last imperial fleet in front has been destroyed, and the mice curled up in the shadows are still calling.

I am only one step away from the final goal.

Now the High Lord and the clown Abaddon can no longer interfere with me.

The sacred Terra is right in front of us, but we all know that in the end only one person's fleet can cover the pool and sit on the golden throne.

Obviously, that person must be me.

And I think the "person" sitting on the golden throne has been looking forward to this face-to-face confrontation for a long time.

Let's bring this chaotic deadlock to an end!"

In this strange era. The ancient taboos are revived, and the Creator comes from the sky.

The indescribable old king is whispering. Humanity has many choices. Humanity also has no choice.

Because there is hell ahead and behind. ... Some people meet Dagon under the deep sea and find a way home from Luoyan City.

Some people are summoned by the Buddha Mother under the high walls of the temple and enter the Pure Land of Buddha by indulging in pleasure. Some people hear Turing Tianzun's teachings on the digital network, abandon their mortal bodies and see through the falsehood and the truth. And some people... are helped to the throne by the dormant ancient race.

Crowned as king in the deep space. "Keep your heart beating, and God will resonate with you." - King of the deep space, descendant of the monarch, indescribable, heir of natural disasters, prophet of the kingdom of God Kakosha, distant star feaster... Chen Jing.

The entire Aquamarine Planet collectively traveled to a desolate world called the Eternal Battlefield.

Countries fought over resources.

Here, everyone can get an initial talent and a chance to change their talent.

The Novice Village where Chen Jianzhou was located unexpectedly obtained an SSS-level talent - Zerg Cultivator.

Unfortunately, because they couldn't find the correct way to use the talent, several people who got the talent received box lunches one after another.

When this talent became unpopular, and some people even felt that it was unworthy of the name, Chen Jianzhou got this talent.

He was unconventional, and with his extraordinary imagination, he created a Zerg Arm Crossbow!

From this moment on, he became the strongest long-range player in the entire Novice Village.

Then, relying on the variability of the Zerg, he created biological armor, night vision glasses, and even flying equipment.

He told everyone with his actions that this is an SSS-level talent!

Autumn of 1840.

The world is like a whale floating up, igniting a fire in the eyes of the boy.

A letter from more than ten miles away, a traveler from a foreign land, and several wonderful and fantastic stories.

Ritualists, strange objects, alien species, invisible techniques;

Cursed secret texts, pointy-eared cats and dragons, little people under the floor, castles walking in dreams;

Science and mystery, fantasy and reality.

The boy tapped his cane, staggered with the times, and his black hair flew and melted in the laughter behind him:

"Those who are against us are bad guys!"

The monsters said.

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This book is also known as: "The end of mysticism is probably afternoon tea", "My sect members are not quite right"

Keywords: Victorian fantasy, mysticism, esotericism, cat people's daily life

Steam envelopes the world, mysteriously invading the earth.

The ancient music brings mysterious whispers, and the city-state that sank to the bottom of the sea is full of mysteries.

I am the apostle of the master, conveying his meaning and teaching his teachings.

The unknown overlooks the world, I will solve all the mysteries for the world and let the truth return to people's hearts.

Fanfiction of the Lord of Mysteries.

Stars twinkle, and everything is under the gaze of the stars, nothing can escape.

A star palace that can hold meetings with the Old Ones and the Outer Gods

Hasta Campbell, a down-and-out noble, whose legend begins on the Black Emperor's Path.

He is the symbol of chaos and order!

He is the Lord of Order!

He is the origin of all the rules of the starry sky!

He is the one who returns the stars!

My name is Uchiha Wu, I am a time traveler, I am a coward, I am very afraid of death. When I learned that I traveled to the Uchiha clan, I was always worried about when that filial son would exterminate the clan.

For this reason, I became the first licker of Konoha, licking Uchiha Itachi crazily, and was often bullied by other clansmen, but I endured it. Compared with death, what is this?

But why are you still unwilling to let me go? I have become a running dog of the village like you, why do you still want to kill me?

Uchiha Itachi: Because of your cowardice, you are not worthy of the glory of the Uchiha clan!

When Uchiha Itachi inserted the cold knife into my body, my Mangekyo finally awakened...

[Blackening, System, Single Female Lead]

After a red meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization came to a standstill. From that day on, people could no longer build a rocket, a nuclear bomb, an airplane, or a car... The pyramid of civilization built up by modern science suddenly collapsed, and the disaster was far more than that. The gray world descends with the red meteor, like a ghostly reflection behind a mirror, dragging the civilized world into the abyss of disorder little by little. In this era, human life is as small as dust; in this era, human beings are as bright as stars. The building is about to collapse, and someone sees an actor standing on top of the ruins of civilization, red as blood, laughing and crying at times, the curtain of the times.