Legend has it that the body of the world-destroying dragon Mor Dukes could fill the entire sky, and its shadow could envelop the continent in an eternal night where the sun never shines.

With each flap of his wings, which stretch for thousands of miles, he could stir up a typhoon comparable to super-level magic, tearing apart clouds and snapping mountains.

Back then, a demigod-level expert, wielding a sacred artifact, led 100,000 elite troops to besiege the evil dragon.

However, they were all frozen into ice sculptures by the White Dragon's signature icy breath. Even the splattered blood droplets didn't have time to fall to the ground before they were embedded in the ice field, becoming monuments that would never melt.

But at this moment, Moore was scratching at the parchment scroll that recorded this "feat" with his paws, his amber eyes full of disdain.

What icy breath? I just had an itchy nose that day and couldn't help but sneeze.

(Pseudo-D&D worldview)

Rune, a mediocre wizarding apprentice whose future hangs in the balance, suddenly finds himself transported to another world… “Transportation by horse? Duels by sword?” “So-called noble knights… are nothing more than a bunch of muscular, weak-willed brutes?” A sly smile crept across Rune’s lips. “In the wizarding world, you call me apprentice, and I won’t argue…” “But in this ignorant Middle Ages, what should you call me?”

Flames seeped from the earth, like the claws and fangs of a demon. Gates rose from the ocean, and the demon lord cackled maniacally. Long ago, a young dragon, legs crossed, gazed at the starry sky and reached out to grasp at it. "One day, I will possess the power to tear stars from the sky and contend with the gods." Before he finished speaking, his stomach began to protest. "Alas, my stomach always holds me back~" The young red dragon had a long and arduous road ahead. (Pseudo-D&D + Dragon + Multiverse + Lord + Western Fantasy)

Mission: Exterminate the goblin tribe and rescue the female knight, Ereshkigal. Difficulty: High. Scale: City-state level. Current success rate: 0%. Base reward: 2 Intelligence attribute. Hint: Additional rewards are given if the success rate exceeds 100%. The higher the success rate, the richer the rewards. ... Marvin looked at the mission panel and decisively refused: "Don't tell me about the most beautiful girl in Baldur's Gate, the duke's daughter, or the chosen one of Losanda. I won't even attempt this mission unless the success rate is at least 300%." ​​"In this world of legends, chosen ones, and conspiracies and accidents, one must be cautious." "What? You're asking why I need to bring ten sixth-level scrolls, five bottles of highly potent arcane potions, and two adamantite golem guards just to gather herbs?" "I'm a mage. It's perfectly normal to be well-prepared for missions..."

I, Lu Fan, an ordinary person, accidentally transmigrated to the world of the Little Garden. Originally intending to be a lazy bum and survive until the late game, my powerful cheat ability inadvertently propelled the [Nameless] community to its peak. I became the fourth problematic character in Black Rabbit's eyes.

This book is also known as "The Young Dragon-Winged Boy Will Not Meet the Vicious Lolita School Girl", "The Enemy of the Dragon-Training Family", "The Man Grand Duke Irene Will Never Get", "The True Dragon Knight", "Dimension" "Dragon Master", "All-French Dragon Priest"...

Lin Yi, who caught up with the mission of traveling through the bureau, unexpectedly came to the world of full-time mage. In this world full of crises, even though Lin Yi knew the plot, he was facing a real world.

Is the Black Church really the ultimate darkness?

Will the situation between humans and demons lead to destruction, or...

What exactly is the power of demons?

What did the angels hide in the Holy City?

The gears of fate have long been combined. Lin Yi, who pursues power, responds to him by the ancient dragon that is regarded as a disaster in Monster Hunting, the Sky Comet Dragon known as the Silver-Winged Evil Star, the former Elden Ring King, Dragon King Platon Sanks....

(Single heroine Lingling, no other heroines will be added later, Lingling is a true love fanヽ(*?з｀*)?)

Luger was unhappy.

He found that he had lost some hair recently.

But that was not important.

The door to the extraordinary world was opening to him.

He wanted to become a powerful wizard, and then grow scales all over himself, just like the annoying and terrifying twenty-eight-clawed earth-drilling dragon.

In his spare time, he often dreamed that he would no longer have a dog head and a dog face, but would turn back into that refreshing human being.

He also often thought about making his almost bald forehead grow the kind of slender and twisted horns that belonged to the higher demon species.

But that was not much easier than growing scales.

The legendary dragon and the powerful demon species would have a natural human form when they grow up. Yes, a huge detour, just to become a human again and say goodbye to the smelly dog-headed body that would only shed hair.

At least at first, he still thought so.

The story takes place in the world of Toril, in the Sword Coast area of ​​the continent of Faerun. The protagonist of the story, Noshir Temariti, is a traverser who accidentally traveled to this world while playing a game, a variant winged tiefling with a high concentration of devil blood, a barbarian from the Forsaken branch of the Outsiders, an ordinary person who escaped in a desperate manner from Eritoril, which fell into Avernus, the first layer of hell, and who rampaged in this world with an upgradeable game panel.

Chen Mo has a secret: in his eyes, everything he wants to do is a quantifiable progress bar. Officials say: He is the nemesis of high-risk anomalies. The villains say: He demolished our base and stole the anomalies we contained. Chen Mo said: I was just forced by obsessive-compulsive disorder to push the progress to 100%. The so-called salvation is to reset the progress bar of despair in people's hearts to zero. - Chen Mo

This is a story about a Nord barbarian who meets an ambitious man. Emhyr: To stop the white frost, I must conquer the whole world! Arthur: Come on, you can't even take down Cintra. Vilgefortz: If I get the Ancient Blood, I will be the king of all worlds! Arthur: If you want to use magic, then use magic. If you want to practice stick fighting, then practice stick fighting. You always like to mix them up. It's a miracle that you can still live today. Islinne: The world will die in the frost, and only the elves will be reborn... Arthur: The most annoying thing is you guys who pretend to be gods. Look at the sticks!