On a night as dark as ink, strange figures in gaudy, colorful garments march under the moonlight. Their faces are warped, frozen in eerie grins. They carry a grand sedan chair, stepping over grave soil, stained with demon blood, heading toward a den of monsters.

Among the folk, there is a chilling saying:

"When paper men bear the sedan, ghosts wail and demons howl — flee if you see them, and never draw near."

A long-lost legacy of the Zhimu craftsmen—those who craft ritual paper effigies—has resurfaced.

A reclusive youth inherits the art.

Controlling paper to kill, he hunts demons, spirits, and monsters…

Extracting their bones, peeling their skins, and crafting paper talismans to prolong life.

With paper as his blade and death as his ink—he walks the path of Dao.

[Infinite loop. Surviving in the cracks. Neither a saint nor invincible. Everyone's IQ is online. A slow-burn evolution.]

Ning Mu, who once suspected he was mentally ill, eventually realized the terrifying truth—the world was trapped in an endless reset. As the original course of events began to unravel, something far more sinister emerged: ghosts were real.

And those who devoured these ghosts… awakened extraordinary powers.

Now, everyone was hunting—fighting and feeding on ghosts to grow stronger.

After surviving countless bizarre and brutal incidents, Ning Mu faced the one who now stood above all, almost godlike.

“Go in peace. Don’t rewind time again,” Ning Mu said quietly.

The “god” remained silent—and rewound time anyway.

“Ning Mu, just give up.”

“Yeah! How can we fight against a god?”

Ning Mu only shook his head.

“Who’s to say what it really is—a god, a ghost, or just a human?”

[Refreshing story + Sweeping and crushing + Decisive killing + No female protagonist]

In the interstellar age, martial arts flourished.

Chu Sheng is bound to the justice system and can get rewards by doing just things.

Being submissive is never justice.

Justice delayed is bullshit!

Justice must strike hard! Take the initiative!

The wicked must be punished!

If the wicked don't die, should I die?

One evil leads to all evils!

…………

What to do when someone wrongly accuses you? Fight back!

What to do when someone bullies you? Bully them first!

What should you do if a beautiful woman pulls you into being a shield?

Of course they were chopped off together! Who made her so ungrateful?

…………

I have seen many injustices.

God's mentality changed quietly.

Chu Sheng was deeply aware that human nature is evil.

This world seems to be beyond salvation.

Then——

Destroy it...

When Jiang Ye woke up, the world had changed.

5% of the global population had become Players.

Paranormal events became game instances.

Clear the anomalies, grow stronger. Simple rules, deadly stakes.

Now, staring at the tearful girl begging him for help, Jiang Ye glanced at his backpack:

【Serrated Jaw】

【Catcher’s Mitt】

【Tattered Burial Shroud】

【Bloodletting File】

…

Behind the bone-white mask stretched across his face, Jiang Ye gave a shy little smile.

Then he made his choice: hang the girl on a tree.

After all, if the anomaly isn’t cleared, no one’s getting out — may as well draw the boss early.

The girl: “???”

As an Aberrant Player, Jiang Ye is under constant pressure:

Clear dungeons by day, dodge betrayal by night — especially from other players trying to “clear” him.

(Extremely brutal. Wise ladies beware!)

No heroine | No mercy | Only blood and evolution

Dark flow | Decisive killing | Dual-cultivation of superpower and mutation | Doomsday domination

Five hundred years after the apocalypse, the world drowned in blood.

He was born in it.

Ling Chen, codename: Blood Shura, was the ultimate mutant—wielding blood as a blade, slaughtering his way to freedom.

For five centuries, he carved his legend in corpses and silence.

Until the day he fought for the mythical artifact known as the Time Dial.

Betrayed. Surrounded. Dying.

And then—time rewound.

The dial activated… and sent him back.

Back to the day before the resurgence of spiritual energy.

This time, he awakened two monstrous gifts:

☑ Blood Manipulation

☑ Flesh Evolution

A one-in-a-million superpowered mutant—again.

Faced with the collision of three factions—humans, orcs, and mutant beasts—he chose the darkest path:

Remain within humanity, but evolve as a mutant, through devouring, slaughter, and unrelenting power.

In this life, Ling Chen has three goals:

✔ Slaughter every enemy from his past life—before they even rise.

✔ Collect all ancient artifacts—and unearth the ultimate secret of the spiritual resurgence.

✔ Ascend the apex of the apocalypse—and crush the world under absolute power.

No romance. No redemption. Just carnage.

In this world, killing is freedom. Blood is truth. Evolution is law.

Meng Ning accidentally obtained a small world. From then on, he, an ordinary young man, had the ability to travel freely in the heavens and all realms, and began his journey through the heavens as he pleased.

Zuo Chongming was once a top-tier gamer —

A studio boss, a power-leveling god, an unapologetic exploiter of noobs.

Then one day… boom. He’s isekai’d straight into a game world.

Not only that, but it’s before the official launch.

And worse — he’s now an NPC.

Demons ravage the land. Evil spirits feast on the living. Martial artists roam in blood-soaked packs.

But for Zuo Chongming, who has access to a system panel? All manageable.

What isn’t manageable… is the arrival of Players — the notorious “Fourth Calamity.”

He falls silent.

—— Years later.

Zuo Chongming sighs:

“I just wanted to farm these guys like wheat… So how the hell did they end up wagging their tails and calling me boss?”

And the creepiest part?

They actually seem proud of it.

System: Ding! Congratulations on inheriting four Dark Altars and becoming the Lord of Darkness!

Serea: Huh?

System: Ding! Suitable vessel selected. Implanting in progress…

Serea: Hmm?

System: Ding! You have obtained your initial class — Blood Queen (Blood Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Blood Well!

Serea: Wait a minute!

System: Ding! You have obtained your second class — Undead Queen (Death Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Plague Graveyard!

Serea: I said wait a second!

System: Ding! You have obtained…

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In short, this is a story about a girl (very mysteriously, of course) who casually inherits four dark altars and is thrown into another world by an unscrupulous system.

Lin Feng was just the most humble errand disciple in the medicine garden. When he found the scroll of Blood Refining Magic at the bottom of the cliff, he knew that he had no way out. This book is about a growing protagonist, please don't criticize if you don't like it.

Gu Changge was once the sharpest sword in the world, slaying all evil spirits and defending the people.

The righteous are in awe of him, while the evil ones are terrified of him.

It’s because he killed so cruelly that no one dared to call him a devil.

But when there were no more demons to be slain in the world, the world said to him, "You are the greatest demon!"

Then, one hundred thousand monks surrounded the mountain and three thousand great formations sealed the sky.

The Xuantian Sword Sect took the lead and announced that it would clean up its own sect, but it forgot who brought the glory of being the number one sect in the righteous path.

That day, Gu Changge laughed while holding a sword, the sky was stained with blood until he died.

He defends justice with his sword, but people fear him like a demon.

The defender of morality will eventually become the last devil in the world.

......

Gu Changge never expected to be reborn unexpectedly after death.

But in this life, the Demonic Sect has risen again, what does it have to do with him?

What does it have to do with him if the people are weeping and bleeding?

Gu Changge was quiet and watched the sky fall with a cold eye.