In the late autumn of 1900, the British writer Oscar Wilde passed away at the Hôtel d'Alsace in Paris. His close friend, Robert, handed the manuscript of his novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray, to a mysterious gentleman. Over a century later, a Chevrolet Impala galloped across the ancient lands of North America. A young man from London gazed up at the stars and began a long, endless hunt. Vampires, werewolves, alchemists, wizards—countless aliens and fallen creatures knelt before the black figure. Another late night, silver swords clashed with fangs, sparks flying. "Hello, my name is Dorian L. Gray, a hunter in the employ of the Conspirators." The young man smiled gleefully, decapitating the ugly head—and pulling out the arm that had pierced his heart. "As you can see, the only thing I have in common with my ancestors is this—we,...

[Darkness + Behind the Scenes + Group Portrait + Cthulhu + No Female Lead + No System]

(Don't read the introduction, just read the text)

When my blood drips onto the paper, the monster file is automatically written-

The depths of the mine are restless, and some ancient creatures are awakened.

There are wails coming from the sewers, and they are creatures from the abyss.

I am a creator who has lost control and is forced to write about the existence of the ancient gods.

[Dungeon Advent + Rebellion + DND + Decisive Killing + Slow Pace + Non-Brainless Coolness] In the Dungeon Age, should the Paladin be the lawful, holy light, good guy?

Lingkong accidentally maxed out his Rebellion skills: Purification turned into Silence, and Shield became an offensive buff. The priest was stunned when he saw it: "Are you a Paladin?"

His actions caused the adventurers to collectively break down:

"Where is the fairness, where is the oath?!" "Is the sacred declaration just a disclaimer for you?!"

"I have to go back and check the family tree to see if he is the assassin or I am the assassin."

When the virtual beta instantly turns into a real time travel, watch the Rebel Paladin tear down the "stereotype" - does the Paladin have to be fair? Sorry, even his sneak attacks have to be combined with invisibility.

Upon arriving in a fantasy world, Ryan unexpectedly discovered that his cheat code wasn't a skill level gauge, but one that allowed him to slay monsters and collect their bloodlines. ...The original black and white portrait suddenly transformed into color, and the goblin icon suddenly came to life. From its mouthful of fangs to its drooling saliva, everything was so vivid that it felt as if the goblin had come alive. Before Ryan could think about it, he suddenly felt his muscles tighten, and at the same time, his lower abdomen... "This..." He was a little confused, and the corner of his eye glanced at the attribute bar again: [Name: Ryan] [Occupation: Farmer] [Blessed Bloodline: Common Goblin Bloodline] [Bloodline Talent: High-Speed ​​Reproduction lv2... Agility lv1...] [Strength: 5] [Agility: 5 (+1)] [Constitution: 5] [Intelligence: 7] [Perception: 5] [Charm: 5]... Then, he looked at those powerful or mutated monsters with eyes that were not filled with the fear and dread of ordinary adventurers, but full of expectation and hope...

After failing the college entrance exam, Tang Rui crafted an admission letter from the Arcanist Academy and sent it to the group chat to ease the awkwardness. As it turned out, he was actually accepted. PS: This book is also known as "This Isn't Science, This Is Magic," "Believe Me, I'm a True Arcanist," and "This Is a Floating City, Not a Space Station." PS: This is a daily, farming-themed novel, not a combat-themed one. Don't stumble into it.

A universe buried alive by black fog, a majestic figure wandering in the starry sky, whispers ringing in the ears, metal wreckage like a mountain, and professionals struggling to survive.

Fortunately, Su Chen has a career panel. He can collect career information and meet the requirements to get a job.

[Rock Fighter] is promoted to [Flesh and Blood Emperor]!

[Puppet Master] promoted to [Mecha Saint Lord]!

The path was clear, so he took every step carefully, until—

The Flesh and Blood Emperor is disgusted by your dithering and lack of courage, and has decided to increase the difficulty of your appointment.

The Dark Night Master covets you and has decided to skip the job requirements and let you start directly.

[Hercules] ate [Wind Walker] and transformed into [Sky Slasher]

Su Chen was stunned. My profession is so unique!

[Slow-burn Farming], [Apocalyptic Infrastructure], [Trait Fusion], [Road to Immortality], [Dawn of Evolution] weren't instant destruction, but the beginning of a frenzied evolution of global life. Civilization collapsed, and the world became a hunting ground for the weak. A month before the catastrophe, Gu Cheng unexpectedly awakened the power of [Trait Extraction and Infusion]. He could glimpse fragments of the laws underlying all things—[Hardness], [Sharpness], [Rapid Healing], and even [Fuzzy Insight]. With the foresight he extracted from crystals, he glimpsed a bloody future and gained a week's advantage. There was no passionate struggle for supremacy, only extreme planning and cold determination. He chose a more difficult path: slowly but steadily building a doomsday fortress in pursuit of eternal life. He strengthened himself, prioritizing wisdom and perception; equipped himself with equipment, giving his bow, crossbow, and armor unique characteristics; built a base, and...

Zhou Kun traveled to a post-apocalyptic wasteland, where mobile cities were humanity's last refuge. As supreme ruler of the Wanderer mobile city, Zhou Kun suddenly unlocked [Flesh Technology], allowing the city to fuse and evolve with monster genes. From then on, the cold steel machinery began to surge with flesh, and the city gradually became a living being. Devouring, evolving, and transforming, while other mobile towns struggled with energy depletion, Zhou Kun began dismembering monsters and extracting their genes... From steel cannons, he evolved into [Godzilla's Atomic Breath Cannon], from prosthetic limbs, he evolved into [Venom Symbiote Suit], from powered sails, he evolved into [Fallen Dragon Skywings]... Ultimately, a super-mobile fortress woven from flesh and machinery became the nightmare of all civilizations.

[Infinite flow + Battle Royale + Non-human protagonist + Decisive killing + Evolution + Sequence]

After waking up, everyone is forced to join the battle royale game.

Every survivor's birthplace is different. Some are on ships in the sea, some are on endlessly moving trains, some have shelters directly, and some have nothing, but can step into the extraordinary and become sequencers.

If you want to survive, you must avoid fog and various dangerous environments.

However, Zhou Heng traveled through time and space and became a hunter who was the opposite of the survivors. He started from the weakest nightmare demon and wove nightmares in the fog, devouring fear and life and constantly evolving until he finally became an indescribable, all-encompassing forbidden dream.

When the survivors harnessed the torrent of steel to encircle and suppress, when the Sequence Powers forged the Great Wall with their flesh and blood, he stood on the throne of corpses and laughed softly:

"Welcome to my forbidden dream."

Since Guan Shan got the horror game simulator in his head, everything in his eyes became horrifying.

A meat restaurant with human corpses hanging in the kitchen, an abandoned apartment building with a phone ringing at midnight, a psychiatric hospital full of murderers…

[Only by killing the final BOSS can this simulation be ended! ]

As an ordinary person, Guan Shan was scared.

In the face of these terrifyingly powerful Bosses, he could only try his best to kill monsters and get some equipment in order to survive.

He was barely able to survive each simulation.

However, in the eyes of others, Guan Shan was a horror and anomaly himself!

“Captain, the S-class dangerous psychic has been killed by him, and the entire base was destroyed by him, but why is he crying for help with a look of fear? Should we save him or not?”

“Are you s*upid? He is coming towards us! Let’s run!”