The scarlet flower of corruption blooms in the borderland, and the most holy and pure White Witch becomes the new king of corruption. The blue blood that has been passed down since ancient times flows under the dark tide, and the great and brilliant Duke intends to subvert the music of order. The unknown secret history disappears into nothingness, and the wizard who travels through time and space longs to see through the delirium of the world. As for me? I don't care. I will set up four pillars, guide four philosophers, and lead an absurd and ridiculous drama of salvation. Then, it’s time for me to go to the table and enjoy it! ps: This book does not follow the traditional wizard writing routine. There are no chips, no wizard academy, and no knights before wizards. The wizard supernatural system in this book is in its primitive and ignorant stage. There is no clear and rigid level of power, and it is generally fuzzily classified according to knowledge. So you don't see first-level wizards, second-level wizards,...

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.

After traveling through another world, he worked hard for half a year just to become an alchemist. After finally becoming an alchemist, he wanted to turn stones into gold and reach the pinnacle of his life. But who knew that when he opened the alchemy manual... Poison, curse, evil spirits of the dead. Bombs, blood sacrifice, human body alchemy. After looking at the alchemy manual and the mysterious girl who looked like a walking corpse that he had picked up, Lu Lin fell into deep thought.

A game of becoming a god, a broken godhead, the immortality that all living beings long for is right in front of them.

Fight with barbarians in the wilderness, compete with eagles in the sky, negotiate with mermaids in the deep sea...

Dragons, Titans, Frost Giants, Elves, Vampires, Orcs, Dwarves...

Thousands of races compete for the upper hand, and planes are fought.

epic?

When the Legion conquered this land, their deeds a hundred years later became epic.

legend?

When I build an empire, a thousand years later the empire will be a legend.

myth?

When I ascend the throne of God, I will be the immortal myth after ten thousand years.

If the head of the red dragon can pour out half of the lava, the world will usher in the wisest king - "The Book of the Red Dragon"

David closed the page of the book, burned it to ashes with a breath of dragon's breath, and filled himself a bottle of Balrog's mixture.

Fuck that bullshit sanity.

I just want to do whatever I want!

This is a story about a red dragon who travels through a different world as long as he practices the seven deadly sins and can be rewarded infinitely.

Belsi, who traveled to hell, realized that he had become an abyssal dragon.

Carrying the [Blessing of Gluttony], he can only rely on constant eating to become stronger.

The abyss demonic insect with the flavor of osmanthus honey, the eggshell with the flavor of peanut cake, and a slime that follows him to eat and drink... the story will also start from here.

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I have experience in finishing many novels, and my grades are average, but I still insist on telling the story to the end, and my character is probably pretty reliable.

My name is Sigmund, and this is the 27th day and the first day after my crossing.

Snowstorm, mountain village.

27 days is just the same day of reincarnation.

Cold and hungry, and a faint growl in the wind and snow.

In 27 days, I had 11 broken arms and 3 legs.

Don’t be surprised, I also buried 7 of myself.

Until the 28th day, in the diffuse snow, a dark ghost carriage broke the time cycle and appeared in front of my eyes.

The door opened, and the ancient parchment rolled slowly

Another world gold finger, or a novice reward for signing in for 28 days?

Between on and off, Sigmund was lost in thought.

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Traveling through time and space and nightmares, every time the carriage arrives, Sigmon gets rewards and becomes stronger, but even so, he still stubbornly believes that this car… is not serious.

Only because that day the carriage brought him two silver-haired women, one large and one small.

“My name is Ciri, and I’m from Kyle Morhan.”

“My name is Maria, from the Star Clock Tower.”

Are your horses pulling carts or pulling skins?

joke! I am a decent person, what can I do?

Ha ha……