Six dragons gather their troops, and the Bodhisattva opens the gate!

A bizarre and shocking trap, a scheme within a scheme, a plot within a plot, truth and falsehood intertwined, who is the victim, and who is the mastermind? What hidden stories lie buried behind the eight-character prophecy? Is it a wolf roaming the world? Or a cunning fox concealing the truth?

One after another, the heroic songs of heroes continue; one after another, the beautiful women are unveiled behind the beaded curtains!

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-PS ① I have completed two novels, "The Empire" and "The Powerful Minister," with a total of nearly six million words.

What interesting things would happen if the Primarch and the Emperor watched footage of the future together?

They will witness the death of heroes, the fall of the vile, the truth of the warp, and that distant, dark future. And what decisions will they make afterward?

(This is a story written by a new author out of love, so the synopsis is inadequate. The story will mainly focus on the Empire and the Primarchs.)

While traveling through a parallel world, Li Yi unexpectedly activated the Strange Tales Sharing System.

"Sharing bizarre rule-based stories with the world in a game format, where players work and I level up, players explore and I level up, and even players are scared and I level up?"

At that moment, Li Yi instantly transformed into a national game producer.

A note from Mom, zoo visitor rules, Da Luoshan.

A world entirely composed of strange and uncanny rules gradually emerges before all players.

The eerie horror elements, the unknown and thrilling plot, and the ultra-realistic five-sense experience have made players around the world scream in terror.

Passerby: I would call this the greatest game of the century, bar none.

In a parallel world, a strange tale of rules descends. Each country randomly selects one contestant; the contestant's death brings a strange tale to their country. Only by clearing the challenge can the tale be eliminated. Lin Feng is fortunate enough to be selected to represent the Dragon Kingdom in this strange tale. The first tale is a note from his mother: "Mom can no longer come back. Remember to go to Grandma's house in three days. 1. It's best to leave between 9 PM and 11 PM, not at other times. 2. When you leave, don't look up; remember to keep your eyes on your feet. 3. At home, don't open the door no matter who knocks."

The Key of Light silently observes everything from behind the scenes, separating itself from its own past and manipulating its memories. One 'person' after another appears in the world, puppets of fate chasing each other, weaving together the final curtain. Are they human or god? Is it illusion or reality? The long river of fate is interconnected, and the narrator beyond dimensions has entered the dream.

No System

What is the Way of the Sword? Invincible sword intent? The strongest sword domain? None of these!

The way of the sword is the sword in one's heart, and also the way in one's heart.

If you have no sword in your heart, you will search for a sword in the world; if you have a sword in your heart, everything is a sword.

Would you like to see a sea of ​​flowers in full bloom?

In the kingdom of the goddess of night, eternal flowers bloom; she is a relic of antiquity.

"Because that is the earliest sprout of my humanity, that's why I choose you."

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"bug".

The syllables his father gave him when he named him.

Praise mistakes.

...But when his father named him this, did he really feel a sense of praise for "mistake"?

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Light is the meaning of everything.

So life, ah, is bitter as a song.

"Go and push open that door."

"Welcome to the place promised by God..."

"A World of Light".

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"I did not betray Silver City!"

The Hanged Man signifies sacrifice.

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"As long as you open the door for me when the time comes."

"Don't save me! Don't save me!"

The door opened, and the wrong person stood in front of it.

The former King of Angels retreated back into darkness without even seeing the day.

"……good."

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The emperor's eldest daughter could recreate the fairy tale, but when the fairy tale actually came true, she saw someone sitting on a high throne.

"Seal me."

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"A happy ending would be for all the bad guys to die. Including you... and me too."

The witch smiled and wrote the ending of the story with ink stained with filthy darkness.

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The ball has begun.

A man with a slightly receding hairline danced the opening dance with a psychic wearing glamorous makeup.

Old friends reunited and raised their glasses in celebration.

"There is no madness here."

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"justice."

"I choose justice."

This is what Backlund's most dazzling gem says.

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"He is the Lord's wrath."

Waiting for the day when the war will be over

Time travel is a risky thing. Some people travel to become wealthy merchants on giant ships, some become powerful prime ministers, some become strategists riding white horses, and some become monsters, opening their eyes to find a hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed monk asking for a master. Then they travel to another world. The second time around is still very dangerous. Ghosts appear in the shadows, monsters roam under the night sky, gods are nowhere to be seen, only strange creatures dwell on the throne. "Ah... how scary."

Bai Yanliang, male, 23 years old, unmarried.

The assessment determined that the patient's condition had improved and their mood was stable, thus meeting the discharge criteria.

I was discharged from the hospital today.

The last Holy Maiden of the Eternal God Church, known as the Holy Maiden of the Nation. However, what is unknown to the world is the secret buried over five hundred years ago: the Lorian Empire's imperial lineage consisted only of women, with men being a taboo subject, a secret stemming from an unspeakable ritual within the Church's underground sanctuary. "She's risen from the dead! The Holy Maiden of the Nation has been resurrected!" With this explosive news, the Empress, troubled by the monster tide and the rebellions of surrounding lords, found a pillar of support. However, things didn't unfold as the Empress had expected. The Holy Maiden readily agreed to help her resolve the monster tide and the lord rebellions, but on the condition that she perform a ritual with her. ...Something's not right? This isn't right! How could the Holy Maiden of the Nation be like this? She shouldn't be lustful; she should be a respectable person! "Your Majesty, I adore you. From now on, you will be my plaything, contributing to the restoration of the Holy Religion's glory." "Not only Your Majesty, but my love for everyone is fair and equal." Looking at the group of women kneeling on the ground, each with their own unique beauty, the Holy Maiden declared, "You are all my wings." When the Holy Maiden rose again from her grave, burdened with hatred, she was already a thoroughly wicked woman, eager to satisfy her own desires and ruthless in achieving her goals.