Chamberlain traveled through time and space and became the king of an ancient magical empire.

Sadly, he was the last king, chased and hunted by rebels.

With evil gods watching him and the rebels in pursuit, he was ready to hang himself when a familiar voice rang out.

"From the beginnings of underwater life to..."

A civilization system, somewhat different from his understanding, emerged in his mind.

"This is clearly a magical empire, so why are we incorporating materialistic ideologies?"

"Newton, are you sure this magic conforms to your laws?"

"What's the Gaussian magic model?"

"What the hell is a Turing maze?"

"Zhang Heng, are you sure your astral armillary sphere guide can replace the navigator? Okay, the colossus is in place."

As the Silverthir Empire entered its 40th millennium, the world under its control flourished with life. With the help of many great men, it had entered the Age of Stars, the Golden Age.

Chamberlain stretched out his hands and played the accordion. "I have brought peace to a generation, and at the same time, I have made the Empire great again!"

However, there are always heretics who continue to slander the ruler of the Empire, the sun of the Empire, the great Emperor Chamberlain.

They call him an evil god, a false god, a butcher, a tyrant, a false emperor, the destroyer of countless worlds, and the destroyer of the world.

In response to these unrealistic rumors, Chamberlain said, "Slander! All of it! I am really not a war criminal. I love nuclear peace very much!"

"In that case, then tell my Burning Heaven Divine Soldier!"

"We are all trying our best to live."

"Two suns above, three moons on the same day. The greatness of the Human Empire began with the ascension of the God-Emperor. For a thousand years, the Human Empire has driven out the orcs, terrorized the elves, opened up the stars, and created legends. This is the greatest era for mankind!"

Lant listened to the scholar's praise and asked, "Let me ask you something. Our human empire is in such a state, why is our baron family being trampled by barbarians?"

"Great power belongs to the God-Emperor, and disaster begins with the demonic tide. Lant, the path of the transcendent is now clear. You must take the saints as your teachers and aspire to become a god."

"Okay, what are we having for dinner?"

【Western Fantasy + Mount & Blade System + Lord + Hegemony + Multi-race + Wizard】

Hogg, who traveled to the magical world, embarked on the road of pioneering baron in order to become a noble. Facing family crises, alien invasions, and orc wars, he relied on the loaded Mount and Blade system to build territories, castles, and train soldiers, step by step to the top.

Without might, one cannot vanquish bandits; without force, one cannot rule the world. Llane Rivers, having traveled across Westeros and become the sole male heir to the Rivers family of Harrenhal, chooses the path of Prime Minister in the face of the impending War of the Five Kings. "Joffrey, this is freshly made chicken soup." "Joffrey, why are you rebelling?" "Joffrey, I told you not to call me deadaddy. Call me the King's Father, the Regent."

[System] [Intelligence] [Steam]

The Old Gods' tentacles spread across the continent, strangling every potential rise of power. That is until a traveler from a foreign land arrived, becoming the humblest being of the Industrial Age: the Gray Mouse.

"Don't see me, don't see me."

From building infrastructure in the sewers, he developed into the unseen Sherlock Holmes, establishing the Mouse's underground intelligence network.

Steam and steel, Old Gods and potions, technology, relics, faith, miracles, magic, dragons... A new era, the wheel of time rolled in. Unexpectedly, the Old Gods were met head-on by a Gray Mouse wielding a staff.

"Look at me, I tell you to look at me, you cub!"

"Infinite flow", "Technology", "No annoying village", "Confrontation", "Terraria", "Dungeon", "There may be SCP later"

Minecraft vs Terraria

This is a naked confrontation, without any conspiracy or trajectory, only a simple trial. Every once in a while, the protagonists of both worlds will be sent to a mysterious space, and only the winner can get out of here.

Yang Tao, the representative of "Minecraft", was killed instantly by the opponent the first time.

There was no way, he could only keep wandering in different worlds.

Find ways to defeat the other side and avoid the fate of the world being assimilated.

In the howling northern wilderness, Louis Calvin wrapped himself in a wolfskin cloak and stood alone on an ice cliff.

As the son of a duke, he was thrown into this permafrost wilderness by his family in the name of "opening up glory".

He thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect the daily intelligence system to be activated:

[Thirty-seven frozen hungry wolves are lurking in the southeast valley and will raid the territory tonight.]

[The corpse of an ancient god will float out of the ice lake at dawn, and the divinity of winter will remain in its heart.]

[The Plantagenet Church will regard you as a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knights have embarked on the road to the north]

[The undead frenzy will sweep across the continent, and only one in a million humans will survive.]

...

While the southern nobles were scheming for power, Louis's cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes.

The frost dragon roared over the Frost Iron Wall.

Winter has arrived, and this storm will eventually engulf the entire continent.

In the world after the catastrophe, humans rely on the Lord Alliance to survive and grow.

Chen Ping won the first place in the academy, and awakened the Lord's talent during the trial: God rewards hard work.

As long as you work hard, you will definitely get something in return.

In his territory, the peasants are agricultural masters, and

even druids have to bow down to them. In his territory, the workers are technology fanatics, and it is easy for them to rub Gundams with their bare hands. In his territory

, the mages talk about the theory of the Supreme Dimensional Magic Network...

In his territory, the warriors can beat terrifying monsters just by lifting weights every day...

The gods sneaked into the territory and were shocked, asking the people for the secret of becoming stronger.

People in the territory: What? Isn't it normal to get rewards for your efforts?

God: emmm, I also apply to become a citizen of Chen Ping......

[Middle Ages, lords, alien races, gods, pirates...]

As a bandit leader, Lin En had no obligation to change this era.

But he unexpectedly got a baron's commission and became a fake lord.

Farming, road construction, mining, steelmaking, recruiting followers... Build a territory and a strong army that transcends the times!

Sorry, I'm not a lord, but I want to blow up this ignorant and backward lord era.

In the howling northern wilderness, Louis Calvin wrapped himself in a wolfskin cloak and stood alone on an ice cliff.

As the son of a duke, he was thrown into this permafrost wilderness by his family in the name of "opening up glory".

He thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect the daily intelligence system to be activated:

[Thirty-seven frozen hungry wolves are lurking in the southeast valley and will raid the territory tonight.]

[The corpse of an ancient god will float out of the ice lake at dawn, and the divinity of winter will remain in its heart.]

[The Plantagenet Church will regard you as a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knights have embarked on the road to the north]

[The undead frenzy will sweep across the continent, and only one in a million humans will survive.]

...

While the southern nobles were scheming for power, Louis's cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes.

The frost dragon roared over the Frost Iron Wall.

Winter has arrived, and this storm will eventually engulf the entire continent.