The scarlet flower of corruption blooms in the borderland, and the most holy and pure White Witch becomes the new king of corruption. The blue blood that has been passed down since ancient times flows under the dark tide, and the great and brilliant Duke intends to subvert the music of order. The unknown secret history disappears into nothingness, and the wizard who travels through time and space longs to see through the delirium of the world. As for me? I don't care. I will set up four pillars, guide four philosophers, and lead an absurd and ridiculous drama of salvation. Then, it’s time for me to go to the table and enjoy it! ps: This book does not follow the traditional wizard writing routine. There are no chips, no wizard academy, and no knights before wizards. The wizard supernatural system in this book is in its primitive and ignorant stage. There is no clear and rigid level of power, and it is generally fuzzily classified according to knowledge. So you don't see first-level wizards, second-level wizards,...

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

No heroine + no system + not a living person + not a saint. Want to live? Then be immortal, live as long as heaven and earth, shine as bright as the sun and moon. However, once you embark on this path, you can never go back. Of course, you have to die first.

[Time Standstill + Doomsday + Group Portrait + Superpower + Arrogance + Forgetfulness]

Bai Ye traveled to the Cataclysm era two hundred years later.

This place is full of dangers, the people are simple, and the alien beasts are rampant, but he is not panicking.

Because he can stop time for one minute every day, if he doesn't use it today, he can accumulate it tomorrow.

So far, he has deeply realized that time is the true meaning of life!

Facing the brutal wasteland leader, Bai Ye earnestly advised: "I really don't want to waste time killing you, otherwise you kneel down and beg me, and this matter will be over?"

Looking at the evil god lying in a pool of blood, Bai Ye sighed: "Do you know how much time I wasted to kill you? Ten seconds! Ten seconds! How many ten seconds are there in a person's life!?"

Many years later.

Reporter: Mr. Bai Ye, as a great catastrophe...

An office worker transmigrates into the body of Jacaerys Velaryon, the eldest son of Rhaenyra Targaryen, known as “The Realm's Delight.”

During his first encounter with his dragon, he unexpectedly activates a pet trait panel:

[Gluttonous (White)]: Appetite +10%, Growth Speed +10%

[Clumsy (Gray)]: Agility -10%

A dragon that devours men? Brutal and wicked?

As a staunch egoist, Jacaerys will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

Years later, his infamy spreads across the Seven Kingdoms.

Jacaerys: "Most of Westeros secretly calls me the 'Wicked Dragon'?"

He sneers.

"It matters not! I demand only one thing-wherever the Wicked Dragon roars, all shall kneel in submission!"

Lu Jiangxian died suddenly after staying up late, but his remaining soul was attached to a cracked blue-gray bronze mirror and fell into the vast world of immortality.

In the dangerous and unpredictable Dali Mountains, in a small village beside the Meichi River, a small family picked up this mirror, and then spread the immortal way and taught the immortal method, ushering in a magnificent new era.

(Family cultivating immortality, not having a holy mother, farming, no system, group portrait)