Five years ago, the peerless genius Jiang Chen dug out his own martial veins to save his daughter, but was ruthlessly abandoned by his wife. Five years later, his daughter's life was again on the line. Jiang Chen tested poison on himself to save his daughter, but inadvertently awakened the immortal dragon vein inherited from ancient times. I hold all the laws of the heavens in my hands, and I will grant my daughter eternal life!

At the end of the 20th century, Hebe Stanton opened her eyes to a world both familiar and strange. Twelve Consuls, seven principles, countless paths... History burned fiercely, the past untraceable.

So Hebe stepped into the fray, setting history on track.

In Albion, she was a court sage. She witnessed the Red Dragon and Lionheart battle for the throne, the blood of Pendragon and Victoria congealed beneath the sword in the stone.

In Egypt, she was the Scribe of Heaven. She witnessed the God-King, reigning over the Great Red Sea, breaking taboos. The desert ruins echoed with the wild words of Ozymandias.

In the East, she walked with dragons, mentored twin generals and retired emperors, and sparked change at the end of the shogunate.

In Atlantis, she granted the pure water spirit a wish to become human. In Shangri-La Kashitiya, she discussed the meaning of wisdom and asceticism with King Jue.

Driven by her will to never truly die (a cheat), Hebe saved others time and again. Looking back, she discovered her followers were as numerous as the sands of the sea.

But before that, there's one small question.

"You didn't remember everything about those Lostbelts, did you?" Miss Heber said in a cold sweat.

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Before the aroma of Jianbing Guozi has faded, Liu Yao, an ordinary college student from Tianjin, is flung, "Crack!", into a world of swords and sorcery due to a bizarre laboratory accident. He inexplicably develops a terminal soul disease that only a god can cure. Fortunately, however, this world does have gods.

In this fantastical land where dragons soar and spells fly, Liu Yao discovers that his greatest asset lies not in his arcane affinity or his warrior physique, but in his culinary skills inherited from an ancient culinary empire, a tongue deeply acquainted with the principle that "food is the most important thing for the people," and his unselfconsciously astonishing wisdom.

This is the beginning of a legendary journey, and the newcomer Liu Yao has no idea how many bizarre events he will be drawn into.

Faced with impending death, he can only shrug and say,

"It's done. Let's eat first."

Astrologers, those who use the movements of celestial bodies to understand the past and present, predict the future, and reveal destiny, are a variant of the prophetic wizard.

Astrologer Pal Last initially believed this, until he rediscovered an ancient tome passed down from his ancestors—the "Guide to the Starry Passenger."

What does it mean to "use the paths of the stars as a circuit to construct formulas, and to draw on the magic of the astral realm to perform plane-level magic"? What does

it mean to "distort time and space with immense magical power and mass—this is the essence of astrology"?

What does it mean to "see what you get, and to foresee the future and pre-empt power"?

What does it mean to "give the sky stars, give the earth light, and give man the future"?

At first glance, it seems like mere fiction, but upon closer inspection, there's a deeper meaning. If only they could launch something into the sky and maintain contact with it...

this was the very first step taken by the legendary astrologer who revolutionized the school of prophecy. It was also the beginning of the career of the prophet known as the "Great Conman."

"What do you mean by conning people? We prophets are so weak in combat and so easily targeted. How can we survive if we don't learn some magic to protect ourselves?"

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The same clan killed each other, and even the closest relatives killed each other. The red dragon's flames burned the earth, and the fate of the red dragon never changed.

Until the young man Wang Ying who attempted suicide accidentally traveled to the Terra continent and became a red dragon. Although he had power, he did not know that he was already trapped in the vortex of fate. From then on, his fate was intertwined with the fate of the red dragon and could not be separated.

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Lan Si, who was sent flying by the Supreme Hundred-Ton King to save someone, embarked on a journey across alternate worlds. However, he discovered that he was the only one who had transmigrated into a dragon, earning the new name Acharion Verminax Pantocratol and joining a happy family of quasi-DND true dragons. Then, in this snowy land where animals had vanished, plants had frozen, and only the endless silence and cold remained, practically a forbidden zone for life, he had to live a miserable life, eating dirt every day.

But the other Lan Si had transmigrated into beautiful girls! Their plight seemed no better than his. Lan Si, who had transmigrated into Ying, was sealed away by the law of nature, but she woke up within it... Lan Si, who had transmigrated into Altria, was destined to become the doomed King of Britain. It seemed that no matter what she did, the future was unchangeable. Lan Si, who had transmigrated into a beautiful white-haired, red-eyed undead girl, was imprisoned in the Undead Asylum, with no one to give her the key? She was going to be imprisoned like this until the world was destroyed...

None of this mattered. Acharion Wilminax Pantocratol Lansi believed that with his own strength, he and the other Lansi could all live happily ever after, sleeping together in the same bed! !

This book is also known as "Man in Type-Moon, a Dragon Rider". This is the end of the world - Great Britain, the home of fairies, a fantasy paradise far away from the mainland. At this moment, the great King Uther has died, the throne has been vacant for a long time, and the holy sword is still inserted outside the church.

But all this has nothing to do with Aslan yet. He is more concerned about when his forging level can be comparable to that of gods with a human body, and become a special symbol at the end of this British God Age.

At the same time, he is also more concerned about what his girlfriend wants to modify on her body today.

Also known as "We Can Be Adventurers Without All the Hassle" & "Is Turning the Adventurer's Guild into an Online Game Company a Wrong Thing?" In the opulent throne room of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown sits high atop his throne, overlooking the crowd of cat-like players below. Cat Ferry: Look, meow! This is the protector of the Great Tomb of Tsuwu, the ruler of the fortress city of E-Rantel, the Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the mayor of your Novice Village! The invincible Ainz Ooal Gown, the great Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown! Why don't you all bow down and pay your respects, meow?

Good news, you've traveled through time. Bad news, you've traveled to Azeroth, a world where the undead are as numerous as dogs and demons roam everywhere. Good news, you're in Stormwind City, 18 years after the Black Gate, where the undead are still far away. Bad news, you're a starving refugee in the Western Wilds. Good news, you still have a kitchen knife, which makes you a little stronger than Brother Chongba's starter. Bad news, the howling of gnolls can be heard all around. Good news, in Stormwind City not far away, there's a black dragon sister whose thighs you can hug. Bad news, how to make her not spit out a mouthful of dragon fire on you first. This chapter of the book ends.