Chen Yan died countless times.

Every time he dies, he will be reborn with his cultivation to a certain day in his long life.

With overlapping cultivation and overlapping memories.

However, reincarnation is not salvation, but will push him into deeper despair——

"Brother, what is the end of the immortal path?"

Chen Yan didn't know how many times he had answered this question, and he had never given the same answer even once:

"It's a cage, an abyss of reincarnation from which there is no escape."

Dragons have three... no, dragons have four heads! I am a descendant of the [Lord of the Star Deep], the mortal incarnation of the [Shepherd of the Sun], son of Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen and Valerian of House Velaryon, lord of Dragonstone, younger brother of Aegon the Conqueror, and beloved of House Targaryen. I am the slayer of [corruption], the enemy of [fallen], the walker of [fire song], the harpist of [the song of men]. I am the [herder of dragons], the [priest of dragons], the [lord of dragons], the [rider of the sun]. Those who come after me, remember my name: Rhaegon Targaryen. So it was in the scribbled words. He is my brother, my arm, my heart, my shield, my sword, my sun. So it was in the neat, majestic words, followed by the beautiful handwriting: He is our brother, our dearest one. My beloved. So it was in the sharp words. He is a cruel executioner, a sinister black wizard, an enemy of the church, a heretic, a destroyer of nations, a villain, a bloodthirsty man, a heartless man, a ruthless man, a vulture deserving of the gallows, a barbarian, a devil despised by the Seven Gods... (some curse words omitted below) The secret tome says so. Prequel to the House of Dragons, the story of the Bloody Century - The War of Conquest - The War of the Church

My name is Bai Ye. I run a small stall in Windmill Village and work part-time as a dimensional intermediary.

One day, the naval hero Garp complained that my senbei was awful and tried to overturn my stall.

I threw him into the otherworld instance!

[Ding! Client selected: Monkey D. Garp!]

[Dungeon generating... Dungeon World: Naruto!]

[Mission Objective: Survive the Third Raikage's offensive, or defeat him!]

Garp: "You brat! What kind of hell have you brought me to?!"

Me: (Legged back) "A VR experience for one million Berries, what a steal!"

[Ding! Dungeon cleared! Clearance rating: S+!]

[Congratulations on obtaining the SSS-rank reward: The Perfect Jinchuriki of the Eight-Tails!]

[Congratulations on obtaining the S-rank reward: Lightning Release Chakra Mode!]

Feeling the surging lightning and tailed beast chakra within my body, I laughed out loud.

Who should be thrown in next? Whitebeard? Or one of the Five Elders?

(No way, letting others fight to the death while I get the rewards? This system is too awesome!)

[This is a notebook for recording strange stories][Writing any words in the notebook will sign a contract with the notebook][The contract will not become invalid unless the contractor dies][After signing the contract, you can use any pen to write strange stories in the notebook, and the strange stories you write will come true][There is only one price for signing the contract, and that is the contractor's entire future life span] A mysterious notebook, a mysterious story, and the human desire to explore the unknown will always be the best helper for the spread of strange stories...

“Is the strongest skill in the world a skill that needs to be actively displayed?”

“Wrong! Passive skill!”

“What is passive skill?”

“Passive skill is an instant active skill, a killer move that no one will guard against, and the ultimate trump card that the dead can know!”

“Can it be easier to understand?”

“The method of breathing, strength, perception…”

“Hehe, that’s it?”

Xu Xiaoshou tore the galaxy with a sword, and the world was shocked.

“…”

“This special is also called passive skill?”

“Well, swordsmanship is proficient.”

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!)

Roy had always loved the steadfast, one-step-at-a-time feeling of getting things done. That is, until he was reborn into the Zoldyck family, where he was forced to face an apathetic father, a psychotic mother, warped brothers, a grandfather with a one-kill-a-day rule, and an ancient, undying ancestor who loved to spy on everyone with his [En] under the guise of watching cartoons...

[World-Hopping • System • Martial Arts • Demons & Monsters • No Romance • No Saint]

(this book is dark, please avoid it) (Please note that the protagonist of this book is not a mindless killer)

In a world where demons rule and twisted horrors block every path forward, humanity has been pushed to the brink, some have even chosen to become livestock for monsters just to survive.

Zhang Xuan crosses into this nightmare realm with one simple goal: to live.

But in an era where the heavens are silent and human life is worth less than grass, survival means strength, and strength comes at a price.

Now, he has only one rule:

Anyone who stands in the way of his growth... must die.

"So you're saying that the world is going to end, so you want to steal a rocket?"

"That's really interesting. I've caught people who robbed gold shops, banks, and even trains, but I've never caught people who robbed rockets."

"What do you think? Even if you really managed to steal a rocket, would you be able to drive it?"

Lin Xu, who was sitting opposite the man, nodded slowly.

"Yes."

"Really, I've driven it countless times."

"Also, you guys really need to hurry up, I don't have time."

"No time?"

The man laughed.

"Are you busy?"

"Very busy."

Lin Xu nodded.

"I have to go destroy the next world."

Meat flowers bloomed in the soil, and fangs grew in the flowers.

The old order awakened one after another, and the humble humans were just bugs that needed to be cleaned up.

Mount Fuji erupted, and Sakura Island was completely pulled up and smashed towards China.

Magnetic pole reversal, super earthquake, tsunami, seven continents were held together by a big hand.

Abnormal memes, distorted reality, layered worlds, when the boundary between physics and consciousness becomes more and more blurred...even memory cannot be trusted.

This novel will completely shatter your three views!

[Decisive killing + bloodthirsty cruelty + no heroine + no saint + evolution and mutation + original system + unknown and twisted things]