[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!"

In my dream, I once transformed into a sailor to fight the wind and waves and face the evil god. I also explored urban legends as a detective and saved the world as an agent of a mysterious organization.

After waking up from the dream, I was an ordinary person, without the power to fight the wind and waves, the sharp intuition of a detective, and the various skills of an agent. As

a result, everything in the dream was actually true?

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In his ordinary life, Wu Shuang suddenly found that God had opened a door for him.

At first, he thought it was the door to change his destiny.

But when he opened it with joy, he found that there was a group of demons and monsters behind the door, and God not only kicked him in, but also sealed the door and set it on fire.

He was so unlucky that he walked into this crazy world with bare hands.

Enemy: I am a follower of the evil god, the high priest of the cult, and the person who brought salvation to the world. You are just a mortal, why do you fight me?

Wu Shuang: Because I have a brave heart, and... hang!

Upon waking up, Zhao Guangli's ordinary world has changed. In the era of destruction after the historical fault, the human alliance has been subjected to increasingly fierce demonic invasions. Mages with gunfire, energy and stone monsters flying together, knights armed to the point of godliness fill the world, and two morning stars illuminate the system known as the profession. The lake sirens in the stable zone, dark puppets, death knells, and ghosts in the paintings are wailing behind the curtain... The sacred tree of disaster is in constant fire, the slaughterhouse dismembers everything, the nightmare city devours dreams, and the rebellious soldiers of the kingdom are gnawing at the last line of defense of mankind... The dark cult is wreaking havoc within, and pain dances with the prosperity of the nobles. Zhao Guangli, who has no talent at all, embarked on the path of becoming a hunter one day. "Everyone says that the world is in chaos, but I want to turn the tide."

The ancient power is about to revive, and the silent undead spread from the underground...

The undead spread, and the crisis lurked in the night.

The memory of the time traveler revives and becomes one with the soul of the deceased.

I am a lonely knight and a watcher in the night.

Under the sky, I am the knight of perseverance.

In the world of demon hunting, demons are spreading, and I am a lonely demon hunter.

When evil comes and natural disasters arise, I am the savior of all.

The ancient gods are angry and the world is desolate. I am the glorious god-killer.

The infinite world and the endless journey begin here.

Minotaur Louis wants to be an adventurer. The trouble is, as a monster burning with bestial rage, no normal team will accept him. Fortunately, the world outside of "normal" is not lacking in adventurous spirit. Minotaur monks, hobgoblin priests, pixie rangers, demon paladins... Gradually, a somewhat strange adventuring team is formed. ———————"Wait, so you, a minotaur, can leap onto rooftops with a single leap?" "Fuck, you look down on monks, right? Take my stunning punch!" (Although some settings are referenced from Dungeon & Dragons, there are many modifications, and it basically does not follow the rules. So please treat it as a normal fantasy story)

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,...

A strange app appeared on Lin Mo's phone.

The icon is a pure black square with only one line of cold text below it: [Game of the Dead].

Clicking on it will transport you to a series of terrifying instances transformed from reality, where you will struggle to survive in a dilapidated midnight train, an abandoned hospital teeming with vengeful spirits, and a mysterious town shrouded in perpetual fog.

If you don't click on it, you will be forever trapped in the gradually collapsing, ghostly "alienated reality," becoming prey for those things in the darkness.

Lin Mo had no other choice.

From the moment he first ran desperately through a train late at night in front of inhuman passengers, his life took a turn for the worse.

The mysterious items rewarded for clearing the level and the fragmented information unearthed from the dungeon are his only resources.

But his family, who are waiting for his return in the real world, is his last remaining obsession that prevents him from collapsing.

However, as the game progressed, he discovered that he was not the only "player".

Ancient organizations, hidden rules, and unpredictable human nature gradually come to light.

Behind this game where lives are at stake, there seems to be a massive conspiracy concerning the very origin of the world...

When reality becomes a prison, the otherworld becomes a hunting ground.

Do you dare to click "Start" and join this game of life and death, the "Game of the Dead"?

Eric, the son of a blacksmith, refuses to be ordinary. Armed with his hand-forged dagger, he forms the Spark Mercenaries and embarks on a perilous adventure. From a small border town to the turmoil of four continents, he forges a path through time, forging his own path into a legendary warrior. Amidst the flames and smoke, he writes his own epic and heartfelt story.

Transmigrating to another world, while other adventurers followed the ancient strategy of "warrior tanks, mage deals damage, priest heals," Renn discovered that he could obtain the core talent of every monster he killed, leading to a complete absurdity: the berserker's [Blood Frenzy], honed over ten years, was obtained by slaying a single goblin. The mage's prized [Fireball] was merely a generous donation from a mutated shaman. After slaying the Goblin King, he accidentally acquired the [King's Aura]. By swiping goblins, Renn successfully transformed himself into a well-rounded warrior. Until one day, the Demon King's army besieged the fortress, and the heroes trembled in fear. Amidst the despairing gazes of the crowd, Renn silently pulled out a manual that lit up all the monster icons. "Don't panic." "I'll go to their lair behind the camp and get some magic immunity..."