Meng Ning accidentally obtained a small world. From then on, he, an ordinary young man, had the ability to travel freely in the heavens and all realms, and began his journey through the heavens as he pleased.

The end of the world is coming, zombies break out, they evolve, they gain intelligence, and in less than five years, humans are nearly extinct.

I was reborn and returned to the beginning of the end of the world.

I became the strongest and established the most powerful force.

But I found that what was scary was not the zombie disaster, but the human heart and the taboos behind the disaster.

Lu Chang’an cultivated the reincarnation of immortals for two generations, and in the third life, An Wengou reached the Nascent Soul stage, solved the mystery of the reincarnation stele, and then practiced the mediocre ancient health-preserving skills.

Avoid fighting and fighting, operate steadily, and form good relationships with people.

After a long cultivation career, I got acquainted with growing characters, upright leaders, celestial beauties, demon giants, evil cultivators, thousand-year-old monsters, behind-the-scenes chess players…

Watch the ups and downs of the world, the ebb and flow of the tide.

Unknowingly, it has become a living fossil in the world of cultivating immortals, an evergreen tree through the ages.

…………

Mortal flow, stable, pseudo-longevity, decisive killing, and normal three views.

When his parents' blood turned cold in the cracks of the bluestone, Li Feng understood: If you want to live, you have to be dirtier than evil people and more despicable than mud!

Kneeling and licking the Black Tiger Gang? Voluntarily practicing the life-shortening Five Poison Palm? Using his subordinates as sacrifices? Selling his affectionate Taoist partner to be used as a furnace? As long as he can climb up, he won't blink an eye!

The body is exhausted? Turned into a corpse! The soul is on the verge of collapse? Ten thousand ghosts are imprisoned in the body! The power is complicated and difficult to control? Bet your life on the unity of body and soul!

From then on, the black market had an extra walking taboo, with corpses as coffins and ghosts as servants, and wherever the blood mist of the underworld passed, the souls of all living beings became nutrients!

> When he sat in the false god realm formed by the swallowing of the blessed land, fishing for a thousand years... what he was fishing for was no longer fish.

(From a maggot in the mud to a great evil being that eclipses the heavens and the earth!)

Slow-burning western fantasy, Knight Lord, no heroine! Dispensable cheat codes, released late!

Henvel starts out as a commoner and plans to strive to become a noble, but he is dragged into the war at a young age.

In order to survive, he joined the enemy camp, became a junior military advisor, and forged the world's strongest army.

Unable to live a good life as a reward after the war, he was sold into slavery again.

He was trained to be a gladiator, but before he could gain his freedom, he was bought as a substitute for a nobleman.

After a bloody and scheming journey, he eventually replaced the original master and became a noble!

And all this is just the beginning, a long journey...

In this technological age, I accidentally obtained a method of cultivating immortals. In order not to be regarded as a psychopath, I could only cultivate immortality secretly. However, I unexpectedly encountered the outbreak of the apocalypse, zombies were rampant, strange beasts were everywhere, and all kinds of human awakenings appeared one after another. So it is reasonable for me to be an immortal cultivator.

(Not a Virgin Mary)

[Cold Blooded] + [No Female Protagonist] + [Lone Wolf] + [Decisive Killing] + [Dark] + [Passive Skill Maniac]

In a fantasy world, Jiang Ya awakened his hunting talent. While others were still slowly upgrading their skills, he had already maxed them out.

Dali Desrong, who traveled to the world of the Lord of the mysteries, did not expect that he would return to the once warm home and the day of his eleventh birthday. When he thought that all the strange things were gone, he discovered a yellow-coated book in his birthday gift, and at the same time, a magical world slowly unfolded in front of him.……

Some people worship him. Some people hate him. Some people say he is immortal. Some people say he has already died. Some people say he seeks the truth and successfully advances magic. Some people say he is heartbroken and will become the root of wizards' demise.

In this world full of fairy tales and beauty, everyone has different opinions about him. But no matter what, everyone will admit that there is always an era that belongs to Dawn. It includes the present. Including the past. Of course, it also includes the future.

[Cthulhu Style + Anomaly Containment + Superpowers + Mystery + Eldritch]

Over three hundred years ago, humanity received a "Gilded Aluminum Plate" from a higher-dimensional world known as the Pioneer Plate.

Based on the hieroglyphic script upon it, humans provisionally translated its title as — Shēn Xuān Lù (訷諻籙).

At the same time—

The world underwent dimensional elevation. Humanity began to evolve.

They deciphered from the Shēn Xuān Lù the records of mysterious beings from even higher dimensions.

And came to realize…

The invasion from the higher dimensions had already begun long before the plate arrived.

The eldritch descends. High-dimension invades.

Logic disintegrates. Civilization stalls.

A group of dimensionally elevated individuals with special abilities press forward in the dusk—before the sun falls completely.

Mere beasts vast enough to drink rivers and swallow seas?

Mere mountains of flesh with a hundred oozing black-blooded eyes?

Mere apocalyptic zombie tides blotting out the sky?

Mere bizarre, chaotic, incomprehensible oddities?

All these fears... do they truly arise just from insufficient firepower?

Glimpses from the corners of your vision.

Terror swimming through your sea of consciousness.

Eldritch entities lurking within your dreams.

Divine names whispered from unknown mouths.

Can the bullets in your gun... strike the monster inside your mind?