(No harem, no routines, no invincibility, no system, no brainlessness, no good writing, please be careful if you mind.)

When I thought this was just an ordinary day, I found that I was caught in the end. Just when I thought I could escape by just continuing to participate in death games, I found that everyone began to awaken to supernatural powers. Just when I thought this was the "place to create gods," everything was heading towards annihilation.

Weary reader, I am honored that you have chosen this book in this heavy, dark library.

Somewhat sadly, this book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised proliferative tissue on the surface of the book cover.

The words written in the old days are like parasites taking root on the pages. I hope someone can observe their writhing movements.

To feel, analyze, and touch the story of illness.

If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

The filthy beasts dangled sweet baits to lure the docile souls into the abyss...

Under the indifference of the Old Ones, who carry the weight of faith, only the Law Enforcer is left to settle all matters...

With the Book of Good and Evil in one hand and Zai Zai in the other, Mi Bayue declared that anyone who wanted to save the world could do it, and anyone who dared to ask them to sacrifice themselves would be sacrificed to the heavens first.

Half a year after her time travel, Mi Bayue was informed of her husband's death by her housekeeper and received an inheritance she had never seen before. Only then did she realize that she had always thought she had transmigrated to ancient times to farm, but in reality, she was in a world of gods, ghosts, and the supernatural.

The baby she raised for half a year is a future savior who will sacrifice himself to save the world. As the mother of the future savior, she has to sacrifice herself for love at the very beginning of the story.

Is it better to die as a human, or to roam freely as a god? Is there even a need to consider this?

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

Dusk is the boundary, Yin and Yang are divided into two parts.

When the evil god's flesh and blood crowded out from the cracks in the earth, when mountains of flesh and blood appeared everywhere.

Some people fear it, some people worship it, and some people burn incense and make offerings.

Some people also tasted it, hey, it tastes good?

As a result, flesh and blood turned into crops, and people greedily harvested, fought for, and worshiped their ancestors.

Hu Ma was reincarnated from fear, ate Tai Sui, kept a stove, went through hardships, fought for his life against evil spirits everywhere, and then...

……What? Am I the evil one?

After crossing, I discovered that there is a resurgence in the East and there is a dawn in the West.

The steam cannon and the mysterious collision, the Western extraordinary gradually awakened.

[Blasting Master] + [Steam Expert] = [Machinist]

[Soul Master] + [Swordsman] = [Curse Swordsman]

A variety of advanced, transfer and hidden professions, as well as never-ending exploration.

As the mystery of the West gradually unfolded, the ancient gods gradually recovered, and a world full of freshness began to kick off in front of Sulu.

The old god is recovering, the new god is rising, what should ordinary people do? Fortunately, there is a property panel!

Rawls Adrian, who was invaded by the “Uncertain Mist”, traveled to March 1349 (three months before Klein Moretti crossed), and Rawls, a “lawyer”, began his mysterious journey. trip.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis.