Reborn as a fallen dungeon lord—the Lord of the Fallen, with countless succubi under his command.

But I'm sorry, that was a few years ago.

The current corrupt lord is all alone.

In order to recreate the glory days of having countless beautiful succubi under his command, Shen Yiyan had no choice but to redesign his dungeon instance.

In that case, let's start with the dungeon "Fallen Treasures".

[Adventure][D&D + Minor OCR Misconceptions][Physics-Based][Violent Priest] Transmigrating to Faerûn, Leon became a priest of the Temple of War. Bad news: He has a Perception of 9 and knows no divine spells. Good news: He has Strength of 16, and receives extra rewards for solving problems physically. From then on, he embarked on a maverick path of "physical missionary work." Prayer useless? Then he'll use his fists to silence the heretics. Holy Light dim? Then he'll use the sparks of his warhammer to illuminate the night. Dragons attack? Leon smiled slightly: "I possess a physical beast taming technique; have you heard of it?" Until one day, the God of War, Tempas: "Enough! Leon! I command you to learn a divine spell! At this rate, my followers will start stretching their muscles before praying!"

A game called Civilization Wars suddenly appeared. Players create civilizations step by step from scratch. In the game, players can establish city-states, develop their civilizations, advance technology trees, and deploy troops. Li He entered the game as a tribal chief. He experienced the Stone Age, the Feudal Dynasty, and the Industrial Empire... He thought everyone was simply progressing steadily through the technology trees and civilizations, but who knew... what are these orcs, elves, goblins, and dwarves?! Didn't everyone start as primitive humans eating raw meat and drinking blood?

Ice and snow sealed away civilization, and storms extinguished steam—this was the post-Victorian era when a prosperous steam-powered civilization was destroyed by the harsh cold.

As a bishop banished to the frigid north by a mere decree, he fights for lost power, forging a fortress of faith amidst blizzards and apocalypse, guiding lost sheep through mercury and steam.

“I am not a shepherd, I am just a psychoanalyst who couldn’t find a job and was looking for another one.” — Bishop of the St. Lucia Winter Cathedral, Diocese of Speyside, the prayer master of the seven northern cities, the gatekeeper of Eden, the enemy of the frost giants, the remnant of the golden age, the keeper of the secrets of the old civilization, the spiritual mentor and psychiatrist of legendary knights, archmages, kings, popes, the poor, and wanderers. Siren Dellandt said this.

[Time travel + multiple male leads + system + beloved concubines]

The protagonist, Lu Bai, was playing Minecraft when he drank some water and choked to death. After waking up, he found himself in Minecraft and joined the Undead Legion.

him: Practical skills, mild temperament, a good member.

null: ...His plants are very quiet. (In contrast to a noisy teammate)

Entity 303: Little White is super funny! He's my best prank partner! ...Although he always gets caught by Boss Him. (︶︿︶)

Dreadlord: His calming herbs worked very well and helped stabilize many of my potions.

Death Knight: His bone broth... is incredibly delicious!

The main character will change later...

After transmigrating to the Souls-like world, Lord acquired a simulation system. Although he only had one simulation opportunity, the rewards obtained could be brought out intact. This might be difficult for ordinary people, but for a veteran Souls 5 player, it was a piece of cake. One-life completion, level capped, points maxed out. Left hand wielding a sword, right hand a scythe, items unlimited. Only after confirming he had nothing left to grind and there was no room for further improvement did Lord contentedly close the simulation, preparing to begin his unparalleled Dark Souls journey. However... after stepping outside, gazing at the magnificent golden tree in the distance, Lord fell into deep thought. "Wait, where is the border?"

Legend has it that deep in an inconspicuous street in City B of Country M, there is a magical antique shop.

"The portrait of the muscular Lisa, the Shanghai scene during the Qingming Festival, the great sword under immense pressure..."

You can see them all here.

The owner of this antique shop is an even more remarkable man.

He is a vampire, a vampire prince who has lived for two thousand years.

"Manager, are all the antiques in your shop genuine?"

The new employee looked shocked.

They're all real. Some I drew, and some I stole when I was young and didn't know any better.

"Manager, manager! The cross necklace you're wearing is so pretty! Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!"

"I was young and naive, and I stole it from the Vatican. But I have to say, it's actually quite comfortable to wear."

"Shocking! Store manager, you were such a thief when you were young, were you in and out of jail all the time?"

“It’s just like home; going to prison is like going home.”

"However, I have now turned over a new leaf and I just want to be an outstanding young person."

This work is also known as: I just left the beginner village and met the salted fish demon king.

What are the basic qualities of a villain? Transmigrating into the body of a villainous lord destined to be killed by the hero, inheriting all the family's underground businesses: slave trade, potion smuggling, cult gatherings, forbidden rituals… In a dark, insane, twisted magical world, the only way to survive is to become one with it all…? He scoffed at the idea. "If you feel your territory is chaotic and unmanageable, and the people and nobles are all eyeing your position—then don't doubt it, you simply haven't had enough corpses hanging from your city gates."

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..."

Transmigrating to another world, Lance received a brand new class—Charismatic Sorcerer, a class where the stronger one's charm, the more powerful their skills. Wait, skill power amplification isn't limited to this class? After carefully learning about the class, Lance happily chose to become a Paladin. Years later, a slash blasted down a Hellish Grand Duke. The Hellish Grand Duke raised his head in disbelief: "How come your Holy Slash is so powerful?" "Holy Slash?" Lance tilted his head, raising his holy sword, "Sorry, that was a normal attack, this move is—Holy Slash!" In a flash of holy light, the Hellish Grand Duke was completely purified.