The Earth's celestial army exterminated the Zerg outside the Milky Way and established a new calendar;

With the development of science and technology and the expansion of population, major corporate groups are frantically expanding their extraterrestrial businesses and exploiting resources from various planets. Humanity has officially entered the interstellar era.

However, Pandora's box was finally opened...

The Zerg reappears!

The star beast is coming!

Tian Xiao died on the battlefield and was reborn three years ago, becoming an ordinary miner in an extraterrestrial base.

He was lucky at the start. When Ron opened his eyes, he had become the son of Earl Snow Wolf!

Good news! The Snow Wolf family is extremely powerful. Although they are earls, their territory and strength are not much inferior to those of marquises.

Bad news! He's the fifth son! He has nothing to do with the inheritance!

Just when Ron thought it was just another old-fashioned family feud and wanted to apply to become the Lord of Tuo

Heir: Fifth brother! I heard you're heading to the border to expand territory? As expected of a child of my Snow Wolf family! As a start-up fund! I'll provide you with 3,000 serfs, a 100-man Black Iron Guard, and 10,000 gold coins!

The second Viscount's brother: Ron! My territory needs manpower, but I have full authority over the military! I can provide you with a hundred-man Black Iron Cavalry and ten Bronze Knights!

The third Baron: Brother! Go for it! I, your brother, don't have much else! But I have plenty of food! I've prepared enough food for ten thousand people for a year!

Magician Brother Four: Fifth Brother! The border is dangerous. I've prepared a hundred healing potions for you!

Count Dad: ....You guys have prepared everything! What should I do?

Ron: How about Dad, can you give me some money?

Count Dad: How much?

Ron: One hundred thousand!

Count Dad:........

Magician's Mom: Stop being stingy! Son! Here's two hundred thousand! Feel free to use it!

Uncle of the Border Knights: My nephew is a rookie, please take good care of him!

Border Noble: ....

Do you think that's the end?

The moment you reach the territory.

Ding! System activated, congratulations to the host for receiving the novice gift package Empire Armored Cavalry*10

(Original title: A pioneer trying to be a hero)

What? Using the Pioneer PF game template to fight in other worlds? Is there such a good thing?

Oh, it looks like a live game broadcast, and the audience are gods?

Then I should be more popular if I play a hero.

Please reward me and pay attention to me.

That's right, I was just pretending to be a hero in order to gain more benefits. I'm just a hypocrite and can't be a hero. It's impossible.

(The first world is A Certain Magical Index, the second world is to be determined)

(similar to DND, TRPG)

This book roughly covers the following content. Please don’t criticize if you don’t like it.

[Vampire Protagonist] [Pseudo DND] [Warhammer] [Travel to Another World] [Fantasy Hegemony Farming] [NPC Roleplay], etc. Please refer to the content of this book for the specific world view setting.

The following is a serious introduction:

After sleeping for a thousand years, he finally woke up from his coffin.

"Now standing before you,

He is the Grand Master of the Blood Oath Knights, the First Baturu of the Blood Empire, one of the five ancestors of the Blood Clan, the King of Blood, the Champion Warrior chosen by the Lady of Darkness, and the protector of the half-elves and the Arid people.

—Karen Aegris Bloodsworn.

However, when Karen woke up, the empire had already perished a thousand years ago.

The empire collapsed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and countless ancient castles were reduced to ruins.

Lingering on, hiding in the darkness, the vampires are tormented by their blood thirst.

Today is the year 2759 of the Human Imperial Calendar.

Emperor Skoma, who forged the human empire, had long since ascended to godhood, and humans now ruled the Old Continent.

The vampires have been in decline for too long and are longing for a shocking change.

As the [last vampire ancestor], looking at the lively little players around me.

Karen was full of confidence and shouted:

"Rebuilding the Blood Clan Empire is our duty!"

In 1408, the Timurid Khanate had fallen from its heyday, the Ottoman Empire was on the brink, the Byzantines had remained resilient for a century, and the Mamluks were trembling with fear as they recovered their lost territory. Peace seemed to have returned to the world, temporarily. However, this world was somewhat different from what Li Rufeng remembered—generals with horns, emirs with tails, sages with clairvoyance, and slaves who rotted but remained immortal... Having traveled to the Timurid Khanate, Li Rufeng was grateful for a cheat code for Mount & Blade II, allowing him to steadily advance as a shaman in a small steppe tribe, awaiting the right opportunity to "mount and blade" across this vast Central Asian landscape. [Note: The following appears to be unrelated and likely a separate topic.] Dear readers, I offer you a sincere chapter. Starting a new book is undoubtedly the happiest time, because it's time to dig new holes. This project is a foray into a new genre. My first book was a book-starved adventure, a mishmash of The Witcher set in the Warhammer 40k universe. The second, influenced by Cyberpunk 2077 and The Boys, aims to be a Punisher-esque story. If you're interested, check out the author's other works, "The Witcher of Games" and "I Give the World Destruction and Rebirth," on QD. This third book, "On a Young Dream," is inspired by a fictional scenario about the Roman Golden Horde posted on Bilibili. The early scenes will be set in the chaotic Timurid Empire following the death of Tamerlane the Great. Writing this story has been a self-learning exercise. Through this alternate history, I've been actively exploring the historical transformations of the Arabian Peninsula, Transoxiana, and even Central Asia from 1410 to 1500, filling in gaps in my knowledge. As for the introduction of the Faith of the Four Winds, it's purely a matter of personal interest. Some Warhammer experts have suggested that the Four Winds' name suggests a Warhammer origin, likely referring to a 40k short story describing the sudden rise of Chaos faith in a savage world. After all, introducing a completely new faith into a land already riven by religious conflict couldn't be worse, could it? Moreover, this faith carries with it truly transcendent power. How would those zealots who fought for Constantinople for centuries react? Creating a captivating, or at least intriguing, world through my keyboard is a deeply rewarding experience, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. P.S.: Finally, due to my own limitations and lack of accurate documentation, if anyone finds any historical errors in this article, please point them out and I'll promptly correct them. P.S.: The historical Turkification of the Timurid Khanate was very thorough, so the tribes I described earlier that still believed in the primitive belief of Eternal Sky probably don't exist. However, for the convenience of the subsequent plot development, I will assume that the Islamization of the Chagatai Khanate was not that serious, and that a large number of Mongol people in the Eastern Chagatai Khanate still retained respect for this primitive belief. P.S.: New books are not easy to write. If you are interested, please cast your valuable votes and feel free to leave a comment in the comment section.

The industrial development plan of the black-bellied and venomous loli!

Because she died suddenly after listening to a crosstalk, Fran traveled to the magic world and became a glorious nun. But she wanted to start a magic journey, but she became a captive of the goblins.

Other people's journeys are full of adventures and golden fingers? Why is it that I am targeted by various forces?

Since the gods don't love me, the demons don't love me, the human race doesn't care about me, and the elves won't save me, I can only rely on farming! Build a tank! Build a Gundam! Destroy this corrupt and dirty old world!

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

There is no way to win, I don't understand that kind of thing——

Carrying the last light of mankind, Shinji Ikari transformed into Tiga and fought the final death battle with Gatanjea.

With Tiga's victory, Shinji Ikari closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When these eyes opened again...

Monsters became apostles, and the winning team became nerv

And humans seem to have lost the light in their hearts

This is the third new Tokyo, a world where humans cannot be saved

And all this will be rewritten...

Because the giant of light stands on the earth.

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.