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!

Critical Strike talent can be upgraded.

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Four top-grade Qi and Blood Pills, plus a 20x critical hit to obtain 80 top-grade Qi and Blood Pills.

Heavenly-grade artifacts, 1000x critical hits! Congratulations on obtaining 1000 Heavenly-grade artifacts.

Enlightenment Tea, a 10,000x critical hit! Congratulations on obtaining 10,000 Enlightenment Teas.

100 proficiency points, 10,000x critical hit! Congratulations on gaining 1 million proficiency points!

What? You have an ancestral heirloom? I could easily throw away tens of thousands of those things!!!

[Byakugan mixed with Sharingan + ultra-long-range attack + sucking blood from Konoha + destroying Konoha]

If I get glared at, of course I'll choose to use a bow and arrow!

Konoha and Kumogakure negotiate peace, forcing Hitsugaya to die in their place?

The Uchiha clan is being ruthlessly plotted against; is the night of their massacre about to arrive?

Don't worry, with me stirring things up, all these "original plots" will fall apart!

However, the art style is getting weirder and weirder—

Why is Sasuke being beaten to death by his clansmen every day?

Why was Naruto's eyes filled with hatred: "Konoha, die! All of you, die!"

Why did Nagato weep bitterly? "You understand pain better than I do."

Konoha is doomed, even Hashirama can't save it, I'm telling you!

"You old fool! How come your range is even farther than a Tailed Beast Ball?!"

"I'll get beaten if I can't see the light! I'm not playing anymore!"

PS: I already have two completed Naruto fanfics with over a million words each.

[The Strongest Force in Naruto] [It's Reasonable for the Uchiha to Rule the World]

Book lovers are welcome to appreciate this book.

While he was fighting a bloody battle on the border, he suddenly received a text message from his daughter: "Dad, this is Sisi, Mom is remarrying..."

The girl he met by chance in the past has now given birth to his child.

Four years have passed, and he is no longer the down-on-his-luck son-in-law he once was, but a demon god who wields the most powerful force in the world!

I will protect you for the rest of your lives!

When a million people dressed in blood gathered in Liyang, and the city was engulfed in flames of rage, he descended upon her wedding like a god.

"I'm sorry, I'm back. From now on, you don't have to bow down to anyone anymore!"

Zhang Deshuai never imagined that his ordinary life would be completely turned upside down. When he opened his eyes, he wasn't greeted by a dimly lit airplane cabin, but by a bright and spacious shopping mall. He had only helped buy a bottle of cola, and a little girl was clinging to his leg, wanting him to be her dad. Unable to refuse, Zhang Deshuai agreed on the spot, but before he could finish his sentence, he awakened a mysterious entertainment-focused dad system.

Zhang Deshuai learned that the woman was Xia Yunxi, a singer who had previously been in a girl group, but had gradually disappeared from the public eye after it was revealed that she was pregnant. As a single mother, she lived a frugal life, barely managing to support herself and her daughter, but it was clear that she was still a mother who loved life and adored her daughter. Zhang Deshuai felt incredibly guilty, but this only strengthened his resolve to take care of the mother and daughter, and he vowed to help this girl return to the stage that rightfully belonged to her.

And so, Zhang Deshuai embarked on a brand new journey in life. With the power of the system, Zhang Deshuai began a completely new life—he had to take care of his daughter while working behind the scenes to help Xia Yunxi's career reach its peak. Thus, the entertainment industry in Yanxia gained a mysterious singer-songwriter, "Huang Yuan," and a bestselling author, "A Cynical Monkey."

[No system][No melodramatic plot twists][Not mindless][Refreshing read]

He travels to a hopeless future world and becomes Son Gohan, a one-armed boy with a scar on his face.

It seemed like a hellish start, but even after crawling out of his grave, Gohan was all smiles.

Ha, despair? Watch me effortlessly crush all the bosses and ascend to the pinnacle of the universe.

What? The system?

I've already transmigrated into Son Gohan, what need do I have for a system?

Reborn into a wild world, surrounded by dinosaurs, and still a four-year-old child?

It seems like a hellish start, but I am Son Gohan!

You said that some Saiyans learned of Shenron's existence and wanted to come to Earth to make a wish?

It's okay, I'll do a couple more push-ups and show them what the perfect combination of an Earthling and a Saiyan looks like!

So when an incredibly powerful enemy attacked, Gohan, after training, suppressed it with absolute power, stunning the enemy from all timelines and universes.

Goku: Gohan, you defeated them all?

Vegeta: Impossible! How could I lose to the son of a lower-class warrior?

Cell: How can Gohan in this world be so strong? I've made so many preparations and I've become so much stronger!

Buu: I am the most perfect and strongest warrior, how could I possibly lose?

Jiren: This world's Gohan... something's not right!

When powerful enemies from countless worlds attacked, Gohan continued to surpass his limits, becoming the legend of the strongest single warrior!

The bells rang once more. The embers, devoid of fire, were awakened once more. "Spring has arrived, it's time to rekindle the fire again." Awakened by the bells, the ashes sat up, blinking as he gazed at the enormous golden tree. "Something seems a little off." The ashes, sitting cross-legged, wore a thoughtful expression. "But with such a bright and beautiful world, it must be a good world, right? We don't need to burn anything, do we?" The ashes hated tragic stories.

Nightmare was reborn, returning to 100,000 years ago, when he was still the tragic figure in Starfall Pavilion, known as the "Centennial Demonic Prodigy," but in reality, the biggest stepping stone for the Chosen One, Lin Hao, in his early days.

In his past life, he suffered endless torment from the heavens, becoming a mere backdrop on Lin Hao's path to rise. Ultimately, on the day of his wedding to the righteous fairy, he was besieged by "justice" and his soul was annihilated by the divine thunder of the nine heavens.

He opened his eyes. The immortal sect remained the same, and the powerful enemy had not yet arrived. But this time, the one who returned, carrying boundless hatred and memories of his past life, was no longer the cannon fodder villain who could only wreak havoc in vain!

[Ding! Villain's Counterattack System Bound! Mission: Plunder the destiny of the chosen one and reverse fate!]

Nightmare laughed at Lin Hao, who was incredibly lucky and could find magical treasures just by stepping outside.

Your secret adventure? Mine's mine!

Your confidante? She's mine!

Your master's legacy? Mine is mine!

You rely on the favor of Heaven to act recklessly? I'll take it all away, bit by bit!

When the trajectory of destiny completely deviates, when so-called opportunities disappear one after another, when the chosen one begins to doubt life and his resolve crumbles...

Lin Hao was horrified to discover that the villain he should have trampled underfoot had somehow quietly taken up a position behind the scenes, orchestrating events and manipulating his fate at will!

"Why?! I am the chosen one!" Lin Hao's mentality collapsed, and he roared in resentment.

Nightmare stood atop the heavens, demonic flames raging beneath his feet, his eyes filled only with coldness and resolve:

"Heaven is unjust, so I will defy it!"

"Your destiny is mine? Then I'll take it!"

"In this life, I, Nightmare, am the greatest cause and effect!"

A half-baked necromancer, cobbled together unorthodox methods, stumbling and struggling to survive in another world.

"Are you cultivating immortality?"

Maybe.

"Is this fantasy?"

It's probably some kind of game world.

"Is that so?"

Hard to say