They call me the monarch of the dead, the eternal life, the trample of all things, the soul screamer, the war whipper.

They say that I control all spirits, tear my fate, break the shackles, and oppress all beings.

They satirized me to use blood as a bait to weave the end of the world with famine and war.

They vilified me for using fear as a sword, and interpreted the end of the dusk with cruelty and indifference.

They described me as bringing destruction, hatred, anger, spreading despair, wanton arrogance, refusing to be confused, and arrogance.

They are just a group of cowards. When I arrived, they could only hide in their dens and tremble, no matter the warrior or the king, in the shadow of all things I raised, or kneel down! Either die!

But they are right, this is me…

This is… the undead king of Azeroth!

A long time ago, the decayed main god space collapsed and disintegrated, and the wreckage was scattered in parallel universes, giving birth to a new space…

Countless ‘story worlds’ under control have also fallen into the void, regained freedom, runaway out of control, elevated to reality, and turned into reality.

At the same time, these “worlds” are polluted and corroded by the void, giving birth to greater fear and filth…

…

The space of birth feeds on the world.

They compete with each other, their tentacles penetrate through dimensions, invade different time and space, search for the legacy of the main god, drive the apostles to be minions, greedily tearing, seizing, devouring, and reclaiming one world after another, so that they can return to greatness.

…

The innocent eating melon and white waves with the legacy of the Lord God accidentally got involved in the parallel universe “Paradise of Fire” during a cross-border call.

After forcibly binding the demi-human blood, he became an excellent tool man who can repeatedly die, starting the legendary ‘dimension invasion career’.

I accidentally came to the world of women's rights, and the senior sisters looked at me abnormally, but the problem is not big, they can't beat me.

Fortunately, my female master is a normal person, and this is probably the only one who treats me with the most normal attitude.

Master: "Student, come and have a cup of black tea."

"Come on~ZZZZZZZ..."

Xu Ce travels to the movie world of Uncle Jiu, and binds to the god-level sign-in system.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for staying in Renjia Town for more than one minute, he signed in successfully, successfully activated the god-level sign-in system, and rewarded 100 sign-in points.”

“Ding, warm reminder: The sign-in point can be used for the lucky draw in the system lottery compass.”

“Ding, the next sign-in coordinate, the Yizhuang morgue in the suburb of Renjia Town, stays for more than three minutes, it will be deemed as a successful sign-in.”

Initially I am just another ordinary gamer. I often wondered how my novice skills compare with real masters, the professional gamers.

Then one day, two stunning beauties asked me, “Are you willing to be a professional gamer, and conquer the world?”

I replied: “Yes, I am willing”

After that, bit by bit, I unknowingly become a professional gamer, and conquered the world!

This is my story.

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One day, he shook hands with Sean suspiciously.

Sean turned around and laughed wildly in his heart: Hehe, the top knight talent is in hand.

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“Lu Li, the sinner, slew his fellow disciples and stole the secret sword. Now that the evidence is conclusive, so combined punishment for several crimes will be meted out. He is no longer the disciple of the inner sect. Send him to the eighth level of the Dark Prison. Never be released!”

Lu Li opened his eyes and put his hand on his knee without expression, trying to get up.

“Kneel!”

Lu Li stood up straight and listened to the commotion behind him. A trace of mock flashed across his handsome face, and his eyes glanced all his fellow disciples standing in the square.

Anyone who was glanced by him would subconsciously avoid his eyes. In an instant, the entire sect square fell into an eerie silence.

“Execute him! Immediately!”

This is the story of Long Yi, who was killed because he took revenge for the girl he loved. Before he dies, a strange lightning carries his soul into a different realm. How will he live, when the first thing he noticed upon arrival is that, the man whose body he possessed is raping the country’s princess?