"I teach physics. I have never taught them magic. I have never slapped the evil god, kicked the devil, or knocked down the kingdom of God. All the rumors about me are slanders without any basis." said Ren Tesla. explain.

After he finished speaking, regardless of the shivering gods and demons all over the sky, his eldest disciple Tang Si said to all the Dharma brothers and sisters: "Master, his [low-key syndrome] has struck again. Remember, what Master says is from his mouth. Things that sound ridiculous are actually true."

All the junior brothers and sisters agreed and nodded in unison!

Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea.

The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on the Cangwu River in the evening.

Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country.

These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo.

Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year.

Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream.

Huangliang is a dream.

…………

Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice.

The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away.

A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers.

Walking through the busy city with a sword.

No one knows that I am a true immortal.

"Hello, my name is Borogo Lazarus, a debtor."

The wounds on Boluogo's face were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blood remaining on the face flowed back, and the skin was rejoined, as if going back in time.

Facing the demon who was dying of fear, he whispered.

"This is my 'gift' and my 'debt'."

…

Sixty-six years ago, with the end of the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, the Oath City Opos rose from the ruins of the Holy City.

Sixty-six years later, the Kogadel Empire and the Rhine League, two behemoths across the continent, are planning another war that will engulf all things.

The Bureau of Order, the King's Secret Sword, the Monks of Truth, the Orangutan Sect, the Secret Groups...the entities lurking in the shadows of history are trying to join this grand carnival.

Under the curtain, the devils enjoy the pain of mortals, taste the value of sacrifice, play with fate, and grant curses and blessings.

Watching the mortals who are the same kind, hating and killing each other...

I had a dungeon as soon as I crossed it.

If you want to live a better life, you have to change the existing operating model, so Lot, who is watching the adventures in the city live, is trying to improve the facility plan.

Unconsciously, the bustling underground entertainment city entered people’s vision and gradually changed their way of life. In the end, it became the blissful pure land that the whole world yearned for.

—

Peer: “The one in charge, come out for me!”

Lot: “What’s so angry?”

Companion: “Your monsters have robbed all human beings!!”

Lott: “Adventurers come whenever they want. There is nothing to grab anyone.”

Companion: “No! I want you to apologize, or you will burn your shop!”

Lott: “Are you here to fight sincerely?”

Peer: “Hmph! The Four King Kong I trained myself can be called the best of the cows!”

Lott: “They are all with me, and your wife is there.”

Peer: “…”

Jiang Shi traveled through time and entered the last years of a dynasty where rebellions were everywhere, evil spirits were raging, and ordinary people's lives were precarious.

Fortunately, he awakened a talent and gained 100 pounds of strength every day.

In this way, he lived diligently and spent his days. Even if he didn't understand the method of cultivation, his own strength was increasing sharply every day.

Three years later.

Jiang Shi looked at the supreme swordsman in front of him who was flying through the air with a sword in his hands. He picked up a small stone and threw it away like a shooting star, knocking it down on the spot.

"That's it? That's it? And you say you're a master? You can't even withstand a pebble from me."

Jiang Shi said.

Roja, who awakened his two souls, embarked on the path of a dark wizard who longed for power, sought immortality, and explored the truth in the wizarding world.

Dark wizard: imitate the devil, become the devil, and surpass the devil.

White Wizard: A human body that rivals the devil.

Green Wizard: Explore the origin of all life and study the mystery of the birth of the devil.

Red Wizard: Make a contract with the Demon God, gain the Demon God's power, and become the Demon God's servant.

Bad news: Travel to a world full of terrifying monsters, and the world is still being invaded by the abyss.

Good news: Goldfinger can defeat monsters and upgrade his skills.

It's a cool story about killing with brains, written by a brat, and has complicated ingredients.

It mainly features perverted killers and monsters from American horror films, and basically all of them have been re-created.

Linked stitching: DND Abyss Invasion, some Cthulhu monsters, and a small number of Warhammer settings.

Appearances: Fatal Turn, Underworld, House of Horror, Candyman, The Clown, The Clown, Saw, The Cabin in the Woods, etc.~

He doesn’t abuse his master, doesn’t have too many intrigues, and doesn’t have his own people causing trouble behind his back.

God is creating a legend! ! ! ! !

We need a little faith to give people a backbone, and some man-eating demons to make the big guys fight!

Add a little love...add a little hate...rebellion, and impulsiveness.

Finally, a familiar protagonist is inserted, and his personality needs to be a little dark, otherwise it will be boring.

Grass... too much!

...

So, in an alley on the street in London, Sherlock slowly walked out of the shadows with his head in hand, blood dripping down his spine on the ground, tick, tick, tick.

Great, now the killer has been solved.

The next difficult problem is to prove that the murderer is the murderer.

"Next, the most noble Knights of the Order of the Garter, Knights of the Grand Cross of St. Michael and St. George, Knights of the Order of the Grand Cross of Bath, Victoria Cross, and Knights of the Order of Merit, leader of the anti-colonial cause, East The bell ringer of the India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong friend of great writers such as Dickens and Alexandre Dumas, a staunch supporter of scientific stars such as Faraday and Darwin, and served successively as the Home Office of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Assistant Under-Secretary, Under-Secretary and Permanent Under-Secretary in the Admiralty and other departments, the first Cabinet Secretary and Civil Service Minister of the Kingdom, the first graduate of the school and the most outstanding alumnus in history, the Honorable Sir Arthur Hastings in London Speech delivered at the 50th Anniversary Celebration of the University.”

Arthur's eyes swept across the audience, looking at the young faces, and murmured: "Agares, what do you think I should say?"

The shadow of the red devil floated behind him, and saliva almost flowed from the corners of his mouth: "Look at these ignorant souls, they still worship you as a hero, why don't you tell them something they like to hear?"

Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Oxford is a bunch of sons of bitches!"

"oh!!!!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

"The same goes for Cambridge!" he added immediately.

The applause was even louder.

(The protagonist possessed by the devil travels through 19th century England, with a world view without demons)

Sword and magic, gods and dragons, demons and abyss, humans and races.

A door appears in this fantasy and weird world, bringing in a person who doesn't belong here.

When the consciousness of two civilizations collide, what will emerge from each other?

The Druid stood in front of a wheat field several meters high, while the fishmen chased the fish in the fishing ground;

Magic trains flashing with inscriptions rolled across the plains, and the sound of multiplication recited recited from the academy;

Ogryn and the children sat on the tentacles of the Dark Child, swinging and counting;

Dwarves and elves clink glasses, devils and priests shoulder to shoulder;

Gods chase and play in the streets, and nameless things chat happily around the wine table;

The life and death of the hero and heroine in the magical image moved the devil in the bottomless abyss.

Time will eventually tell whether this person brings happiness or destruction, but before that——

He wants to learn the lingua franca of this world and not let himself starve to death on the streets.