【Killing】【Plunder】【Cold-blooded】【No heroine】【No system】【No saint】【Boss reborn】

In his previous life, Ning Xiaotian entered the Tao through killing and became the Supreme Immortal Emperor, known as the God of Killing.

If one wants to ascend to the throne of God, one must overcome three disasters and nine difficulties.

He survived the three disasters, but fell under the karmic fire disaster among the nine disasters, and was swallowed by endless karmic fire.

After living a new life, Ning Xiaotian conducted a comprehensive review of his failures in his previous life and finally came to two conclusions.

First, since he couldn’t find the Forgotten River, he couldn’t wash away the sins on his body.

Second, not enough people were killed.

Ning Xiaotian learned from his mistakes and decided not to make the same mistake again.

In order to ascend to the throne of God, he is willing to bury the heavens.

Looking at the vicious aunt, the cold and biased father, the brother with a natural sword-like character, the childhood sweetheart with a peerless beauty, and the approachable mentor around him, Ning Xiaotian smiled lightly.

"Bury them all!"

The treacherous streets of Gotham, a palace buried deep beneath the sea, an eerie, forgotten castle…

When Luo Xiu stepped into this infinite world of madness and desire, the gears of fate behind him began to turn.

Twisted cravings. Hypocritical masks. Shattered souls in need of repair.

The deeper Luo Xiu delved, the more he gained—and the more the sickness within him began to fade.

And at that moment, it felt as if Luo Xiu had finally become… the real Luo Xiu.

An exciting journey through endless worlds?

No.

This is the Devil’s Infinite Game.

The path of cultivating immortals is to seize the opportunity, defy the yin and yang of life and death, and master the universe. Let's see how the protagonist enters the Tao with blood by chance and gradually understands the truth of this world. (No heroine, no saint, decisive and dark story!)

An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.

Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.

[No Female Lead] [Cthulhu] [Infinite Flow] [Sci-Fi Apocalypse] [Villain] [All Heavens and Worlds]

“Li Yuan, you lunatic! I cannot comprehend your malice toward life, nor dare I imagine how cold and indifferent the depths of your dark heart must be. Your actions revolt me. I just think… killing you is more urgent than killing any enemy.”

“Li Yuan, do you wish to play God? Do you want to turn the world into hell, engraving your crimes into every corner? You want to turn life into a toy, with all survival and death hinging on your whim. Even if all the evil of every demon were combined, it would not match the darkness buried deep in your soul. The crimes you’ve committed surpass the imagination of any legal code—so I shall call upon the gods to punish your sins!”

When a soul is bound to a higher-dimensional artifact of plunder, each time he dies, he crosses into the next world with his memories intact. From a demon who steals origin itself, to an eternal one who destroys worlds—this is the story of a madman.

(Unlimited streaming + no heroine + original copy + shifting reasoning + decisive killing)

【Welcome to the weird game】

[As long as you clear the dungeon, you will get everything you want, wealth, power, health... everything]

In the thirty-sixth year since the advent of the strange game, Qiss was pulled into the dungeon by the Lord God.

Gray fog and yellow clouds cover the sky, ghosts and monsters roam the streets, towering dead trees rise from the ground, and skeletons and carrion pile up everywhere.

This is not reality, there is no such thing as morality and conscience; this is not chaos, there are laws and rules that cannot be disobeyed.

Qisi took a look at the rules and found a lot of loopholes that could be exploited.

(This book is also known as "I Will Dominate the Weird" and "I Will Steal Gods in Weird Games")

——Wenqing version (not speaking human language version) Copywriting——

The rules feed on the gods, and the gods sacrifice all living beings.

The strange game is the snare, and the mysterious resurgence is the medium.

Under the cold fig leaf is an indescribable horror.

Not wanting to be controlled by fate, Si Qi jumped out of his shackles.

Tear apart morality and dance alone on the border between black and white; break away from the rules and build your own throne.

He is not a god in this life, but Weird Games has already prepared a god status for him and welcomed his return with a feast of death.

[Weird • No Romance • Superpowers • Dark]

A twisted soul, unbound by rules or conscience.

I am the shadow beneath the light, cruel, cold-blooded, and venomous like a serpent.

My fangs deliver a fatal kiss at any moment.

I transmigrated into a world teeming with eerie, supernatural horrors

But my identity as a traveler was accidentally exposed.

I was captured, turned into a lab rat, and barely managed to escape with my life.

In the darkness, hatred burned quietly.

A mysterious black stone tablet appeared.

Slaying the strange creatures allows me to devour their power, awakening one extraordinary ability after another…

Stack. Release. Slaughter everything.

“I don't just want your life.”

“I will destroy your pride, erase your clan, sever your bloodline, and dig your grave.”

“I’ll make you die slowly, bit by bit, drowning in pain.”

“I’ll curse this world and everyone in it. In this life… there will be no peace.”

[High IQ protagonist + Villain MC + Infinite Flow + Behind-the-scenes operator + Creates eerie urban legends + No female lead + Dark tone]

[Ignore the ratings, they were suppressed]

[By the way, check out the author's new book: "I Loaded a Horror Game for the World"]

Feng Hou was forcibly isekai’d by a dump truck.

But instead of ending up in some fantasy world, he woke up as a pitch-black, lightless sphere — the core of a Terror Tale Space, a strange domain capable of creating urban legends and feeding on the negative emotions of humans to grow stronger.

Thus began the rise of a horror-manufacturing machine!

The "Impostor" that steals your voice and face to replace you.

The "Man-Demon" — ever-present on rainy nights, unkillable.

The "Slender Specter" — with a long, twisted body and no face.

The "Weeping Angel" — teleports instantly when not observed.

The "Nightmare" — traps you in an endless dream with no escape.

The "Elder Kin" — whose grotesque form induces nausea with a glance, warping reality around them...

All of these, and more, are forged in the Terror Tale Space.

“Now then... listen closely, you unfortunate souls who’ve stepped onto this 'journey' — to their most wretched screams!”

[Don’t overanalyze. Just enjoy the ride. Also, don’t project real life into it.]

When his parents' blood turned cold in the cracks of the bluestone, Li Feng understood: If you want to live, you have to be dirtier than evil people and more despicable than mud!

Kneeling and licking the Black Tiger Gang? Voluntarily practicing the life-shortening Five Poison Palm? Using his subordinates as sacrifices? Selling his affectionate Taoist partner to be used as a furnace? As long as he can climb up, he won't blink an eye!

The body is exhausted? Turned into a corpse! The soul is on the verge of collapse? Ten thousand ghosts are imprisoned in the body! The power is complicated and difficult to control? Bet your life on the unity of body and soul!

From then on, the black market had an extra walking taboo, with corpses as coffins and ghosts as servants, and wherever the blood mist of the underworld passed, the souls of all living beings became nutrients!

> When he sat in the false god realm formed by the swallowing of the blessed land, fishing for a thousand years... what he was fishing for was no longer fish.

(From a maggot in the mud to a great evil being that eclipses the heavens and the earth!)

[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