When Shen Lang opened his eyes, he found himself to be cannon fodder at the very bottom of the dark world.

The greenskins roar, the ratmen dig burrows, the evil gods whisper, and humans are nothing more than trembling ants in the cracks.

But his eyes can see different things.

[Automatic attack mode activated!]

[Analysis: The soil beneath our feet contains 37% iron, making it suitable for smelting!]

[Warning: Chaos storm will arrive in 3 hours. Wall erosion resistance: 0%!]

While others prayed in fear, Shen Lang lit the first furnace amidst the ruins.

When cultists sacrificed flesh and blood to summon demons, he pierced their throats with a tempered steel spear.

When the war machine of the Greenskinned warlords rolled over the village, he ordered the villagers to teach them what it meant to "line up and shoot" with smoothbore cannons and barbed wire.

As the Tomb King's undead army engulfed the land, he set up a red-hot heavy Gatling gun, its ammunition roaring: "Times have changed!"

From a stone axe to a torrent of steel; from an earthen wall to an immortal fortress.

Shen Lang said, "I don't know magic, nor do I believe in gods. My faith is the sight of a flintlock musket, the piston of a steam engine, and the steel and fire that cover the battlefield!"

Upon waking, Lin finds himself no longer human, but transported to the Warhammer 40K universe, becoming the consciousness of a newly born Tyranid hive, bound to a mysterious "Fourth Scourge System." Faced with this dark universe filled with madness and destruction, the only hope for survival lies in using the system to summon players from Earth, making them believe it's just a "100% immersive game," and harnessing their absurdity and passion. Thus, the most chaotic swarm in Warhammer history is born: on one side, monstrous aliens devouring everything; on the other, player consciousnesses flooding forums, researching unconventional tactics, and shouting "For the Horde!" Watch as the mastermind behind it all, Lin, guides this "Fourth Scourge," sweeping across the stars and utterly distorting the already despairing universe!

The ruined palace is dying, waiting for the master who can restore its glory.

Li Xia became an apostle of the Transcendent Palace, but found that he was the only employee in this dying palace.

In this way, he became the first generation of the Transcendent Palace.

In order to become stronger and rebuild the palace, he must lurk in other palaces to carry out missions.

In the infinite void, he experienced the rise and annihilation of the world, and also saw the strong split the stars with a snap of their fingers.

........

This is an infinite flow story.

"Infinity starts from undercover in other spaces"

"I am already a boss, and I still want to go undercover? "

fundamentalist monster hunter fanfic

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A journey that begins with the hero of Kokot.

The roaring dragon roared, Bokai Village under the Snow Mountain.

The sons of the sea of Moja feast for the great fish.

The land of gathering clouds and warm soup, Tianjin Wufeng.

The great desert Balu Bale was nowhere to be seen.

On board the Dragon Consciousness Ship, the scarlet evil star swept across the mountain.

Canglanxing raised a baby tyrannosaurus.

The blaze is ten thousand zhang, the eternal god of fire buds and water jade!

(Welcome to the group, the water group is online~)

[30k to 40k words, some semi-pseudo-scripture content, no female lead, loyalty, not a wish-fulfillment story]

Hermes: "Horus, my friend, death is not the end!"

We were never soldiers… In their eyes, we were destined to be embodiments of rage. In their eyes, we were born only for destruction. But we were his companions. We were those he trusted. We were his advisors, his craftsmen. We were a glimpse into what this species could become when properly guided and freed from the shackles of its own evil and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew war was imminent. It was a necessary part of ascension, though it was destined to be impermanent. We are the guardians of the new era, and must be strong enough to ensure its safety.”

This time, the emperor was no longer alone. At the beginning of the emperor's birth, he was born alongside the mortal parents who adopted him.

Although he was not omniscient and omnipotent, his knowledge was far inferior to that of the emperor.

However, he possesses power and psychic abilities even greater than those of the Emperor.

If humanity gains another human with power comparable to an evil god, as strong as the strongest star gods, will humanity ultimately change?

Note: The author is Yun Chui. If there are any issues with the setting, you can remind me or simply ignore them. The main point is to have fun.

In the 41st millennium, my planet Cadia was rated as the most habitable planet for humans, with a birth rate that once reached a terrifying 35%. And I made an indelible contribution to this. Even the renowned mass production expert Guilliman once brought a team of experts to seek his advice. "A plant that was extinct long ago, existing only in the 2K era of ancient Terra, how is this possible?" The accompanying personnel were dumbfounded, staring at the fields of carrots and potatoes. "By the God of Machines, a lump of iron without wires or energy can move freely, and even possesses a machine soul." The Cult of Mechanics stood before the iron golem legion, their hands trembling uncontrollably. "This thing is so much better than the STC template." The priest stroked the workbench, his electronic eyes fixed on the crafting recipe. "A device similar to the Web?" Guilliman looked up at the massive Hell Gate made of obsidian, watching the interstellar cargo ships coming and going. Finally, all four of them turned to Zhou Ke and exclaimed in unison, "How did you do that?" Zhou Ke coughed, his expression serious. "These achievements are all thanks to my persistent efforts!" Then he changed the subject, "Of course, the invaluable help from Minecraft and its mods is indispensable." From single-target control to infinite water, mechanical power to iron magic, Tinker's Construct to advanced enchantments... This is the story of a Minecraft player skillfully using traits and mods to 'persecute' the entire Warhammer universe.

[Survival] [Farming] [Upgrade] [Building Submarines] [Deep Sea Monsters] All people travel through time. Su Yang was pulled into a magical submarine survival world during a diving activity.

Just when he was at a loss, he unexpectedly discovered that he had obtained the Eye of True Vision.

The seabed is too dark to see anything? I have the Eye of True Vision!

Turning on the sonar will attract giant sea monsters? I have true vision!

Can't find the supply box because it's too hidden? I have true vision!

While others were still struggling to avoid monsters, Su Yang had already used the Eye of True Vision to transform the submarine into an abyss fortress.

He thought he could enjoy the rest of his life relying on the existing resources, but he never expected that he would discover the most hidden truth in the entire world.

Luo Yi, a high school dropout in his original world, was isekai’d into the world of the Witcher 3. Starting out as a weak boy named Roy in the village of Kaer, Lower Posada, he was determined to grow stronger, no matter what it took. The first step toward becoming a legend was to kill. And his first kill was… a rooster. ‘You gain 1 EXP.’ Of course, Roy had his own cheat system like all the other isekai protagonists. His first step to becoming a legend started now…

Marvin transmigrates to a world resembling the Middle Ages, facing execution right from the start. Fortunately, he possesses the [Simulation] system. However, something seems off about this system. It claims to begin a new life on a continent called Faerûn, but why do these options seem so wrong? The gods of love and beauty, magic and mystery, earth and harvest, and courage and war simultaneously extend olive branches to him. "Ha, I'm not stupid, you must be the Four Peddlers in disguise!" Without hesitation, Marvin turns to the last option. To become a member of Chaos or a Primarch, he decides. [Your father was a god of slaughter symbolized by a skull. He foresaw his impending demise, and thus you were born.] Sunny, Samia, Miss...