"Liadrin, take note. I'm making the following deployment adjustments:" "Use the Cenarion Circle, the Sisterhood of Elune, and the Wild Gods to strengthen the Shadowlands' defenses;" "Sentinels, Rangers, the Watchers, and the Dragon Legion to defeat the Pantheon;" "Void Elf troops and the Zal'taste Battle Brigade to block the Naaru's Holy Light Army in Outland;" "Nightborne troops, the Sin'dralar Mages, the Kirin Tor Council, the Council of Tirisfal, and the Illidari Council to besiege the Burning Throne;" "Blood Knights and the Stormwind Fortress Combined Fleet to monitor the Void Lords;" "The Forsaken Legion and the Scourge will attack the Realm of Life;" "The Magisterium will serve as the general reserve." Kael'thas Sunstrider, the first Grand Commander of the Elven Republic of Azeroth: "Did you take note? Repeat!" Liadrin: "Ah?"

Spanning two decades, from the flames of Lordaeron to the secrets of the Shadowlands, the epic story of Azeroth has never ceased to be written. As the latest expansion, Darkest Night, unveils an ancient evil, I have journeyed to a war-torn Azeroth, becoming the figure both beautiful and perilous in my destiny. With a complete guide for the entire expansion, I gaze upon Illidan, exiled by his people, Arthas on the path of corruption, and the young new chieftain, Thrall... I know their fates, but what remains uncertain is: will my tiny butterfly, with its flapping wings, save them, or will it usher in even greater darkness? This time, the history of Azeroth falls to me.

Arriving in Azeroth with a Warhammer-wielding territory, only to find the Orcish War raging, with refugees everywhere and danger lurking everywhere? Seize the opportunity to develop your territory and advance your technology! Hellstorm rocket launchers incinerate the Orcs, dwarven organ cannons crush powerful enemies, and steam workshops mass-produce weapons! Transform your territory into an impregnable fortress! From then on, sweep across the land! The Alliance now has a leader; watch as this Warhammer mage leads the human army to crush the Orcish Horde, blast open the Dark Portal, and seize control of Azeroth's destiny!

In the 40th millennium, humanity teeters on the brink of destruction, and the universe pervades with eternal war. Within the Warp, the Dark Gods whisper, engaging in their never-ending grand game, manipulating the course of fate. The unexpected arrival of a stranger unleashes a wave of change that deviates from the predetermined destiny. Doom Slayer! May your sword drink the blood of your enemies, and may your name resound throughout the universe.

Travel through a different world, a medieval feudal society. Start as the second son of a knight family, with a simple data panel, and move towards the road of empire. Train soldiers, forge weapons, build castles. Everything you need.

The father is kind and the son is filial.

A green hat and an egg for eternity.

Two-Sword Dragon Varian;

Jaina, the Infinite Ship King.

Maybe you don’t believe it, but the black turtles mentioned above are just McDonald’s spendthrifts.

The days of being a spendthrift are so dull and boring. Life always needs something to pursue. When the path to becoming a god of magic opens up...

Wait! Who told me that the talent is to put 1 point in [Light], and then all points in [Charge], [Frenzy], and [Titan's Grip]?

And... who let the stupid player in?!

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Chen Lin is reborn as a squad leader in the recruit training company, where he and Zheng Sanpao train new recruits.

Are there any rebellious soldiers who excel at running? Sorry, I have the system skill "Stamina Mastery" to buff me!

A new recruit scored 99 points? No problem, we're good at hitting 100 points with any gun, it's basic skill, don't be ridiculous!

Your underlings got beaten up?! Forget about military boxing, I'll teach you authentic Southern and Northern styles of boxing instead!

We must get our revenge!

After basic training ended, Chen Lin led a group of his men to report to the reconnaissance company, where Miao Lian was immediately shocked:

"Why are you even in my reconnaissance company with this level of skill? You should just go participate in the special forces selection competition!"

"Shinji-kun!" "Yusuke-san, get to the point!" "Hmm... While the anomaly has indeed been resolved, wasn't the commotion a bit too much?" "Was it?" "It does seem quite normal for someone piloting an 80-meter-tall Unit-01 to beat up a 50-meter-tall monster." "Yasuhito-san, I'm a little annoyed by what you're saying. A gang fight against villains, isn't it just a matter of using whatever's available? But you guys need to get going! I can already see police lights flashing at the foot of the mountain. You'll be in big trouble if Inspector Yakushiji catches your eye. It looks like Special Vehicle Division 2 is here too." "Your way of putting it doesn't give me a very good feeling. Oh well. Let's go! Oh, by the way, here are this week's coupons! Remember to come to my shop!" "Oh! A stack of McDonald's coupons? That's a big help!" "So, shall we meet at Yukihira Restaurant later?" "Okay! I'll leave the cleanup to you. Where did Fujiwara-san park the car? We can't shake off those two policewomen without him." "I'll ride back on Eikichi-sensei's motorcycle first!" "Running away is not honorable at all!"

The Seven Years’ War, the American War of Independence, and the Napoleonic Wars—late 18th-century Europe was a stage set for conflict.

A modern teenager unexpectedly arrives in this turbulent era, only to find himself trapped in the crumbling kingdom of pre-revolutionary France.

To make matters worse, he is none other than the ill-fated King Louis XVI, destined for the guillotine.