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Mo Yu, who caused the love game to crash due to incorrectly filling in the character attributes, traveled to the Starry Sky Railway and inherited the full-level charm attributes of the game character.

At that time, the war between Luofu Fairy Boat and Huanlong had just ended, but the Lord of Extinction disappeared after the war.

At the same time, Mo Yu accidentally rescued the dying fox woman Tingyun from the battlefield, and the two got married at the speed of light.

"My wife is gentle and virtuous. She is a good woman no matter how you look at her."

He thought his charm was effective on lawful and kind women, and planned to start a life of leisure in the fairy ship from then on.

But Mo Yu discovered that there was something wrong with his wife on their wedding night.

"The Envoy of Destruction? The Lord of Extinction? Longing for the blessing of abundance in the Immortal Boat?"

"Something's wrong. Shouldn't my wife be a good woman?"

[Ding, sorry, system error, your charm is only effective on bad women]

"So my wife is actually a bad woman...?"

[For the sake of justice, the host chose to intervene in the game to check the bad woman's plan. This is really admirable.]

"I've married a bad woman, where is justice?"

[Capturing bad women is also a kind of justice]

"Is it too late for me to refuse now?"

【As long as you continue to complete the righteous cause and stop the evil woman's plan, you can get rewards! 】

[A mere Star God's blessing, as much as you want]

"Well, please tell me where the other bad women are."

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to contribute to justice and protect the Luofu Immortal Boat!"

(This is the first time the author has written a novel, so the writing is very poor. I hope you will forgive me, and everyone can just treat it as a parallel world.)

[More daily][Will play a little bit of memes][A little bit of Shura field]

He went through thousands of centuries just to find the person important to him, but when he woke up this time, he had lost all his memories.

How will he get along with them after losing his memory? Through repeated encounters, companionship and redemption, he gradually regained his memory.

And for them, was their meeting with him a beautiful past or a painful memory?

At the annual Tianming Annual Meeting, many Valkyries were discussing who would be the strongest Valkyrie of the year as voted by the bigwigs of Tianming.

"The probability of Lady Yulandel being the one is very high. After all, she is the strongest Valkyrie in the history of our destiny."

"It's not impossible, Lady Theresa, right?"

"Could it be Lady Rita?"

"Wow, who is Ye Chu?"

(Multiple female protagonists, no stallions, no ooc, slight secondary settings)

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old.

"Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen.

"Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago.

"I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness.

"So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

【Memory Knife + Reality Sweet】, 【Honkai Impact 3rd】, 【More】

It was not until they sorted out Xia Ze's memories bit by bit that they finally understood how many ups and downs, love and hate, separations and partings he had experienced in his life...

Ji Zi: "Clearly, as a member of the train crew, Hua Yi is constantly exploring new worlds." Fu Xuan: "Needless to say, he's a distinguished guest of the Immortal Boat, and the associated divination is always auspicious." Topa: "The company expresses its gratitude to Mr. Hua Yi for his immense contributions to preservation efforts and will continue to provide strong support." Black Swan: "You are surrounded by so many shining memories. I look forward to the day when you will take the initiative to share them with me." Fireworks: "Everyone around you seems so happy. You must be a great entertainer, right?" "Wait, Hua Yi, why are you still acting like a fictional historian? Whose side are you on?!" Later, the story between the stars became "We're on Hua Yi's side." Chronicles of the Collapsed Iron Journey, a captain who conquered the Collapsed World and became a Supreme Being on the continent of Teyvat.

"I traveled to Type-Moon and gained the recognition of the Root. As long as I can die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become the Lord of the Throne of Heroes, an existence that is stronger and freer than the Seven Crowns." "For this reason, I started to act like a fool in Type-Moon." "I scolded Gilgamesh to his face, challenged the almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, declared that Solomon was a demon god instead of the Son of God in Israel, and stood on Morgan's side in Britain..." "But why am I still alive now?" 1994, Fuyuki. A famous figure in history, the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, assisted by Prince Camelot... The young but weathered-looking Lovi sat on the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, sighed, and looked at the scene in front of him: "Tell me, what went wrong here?" "Or, you kill me and let me ascend to the Throne of Heroes? Please!" Kiritsugu Emiya lit a cigarette, glanced at Artoria who was holding the Holy Spear next to him, the King's Treasure unfolded by Gilgamesh, the red spear tip extended from the Kingdom of Shadows... The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

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.

You awaken by the lake and crush the holy sword you just pulled up. You capture a young blond girl and place a collar on her. You take a spear and name yourself Longinus. You approach Joseph's gate and stab Maria in the chest. Become a legend within the simulation as a villain, and you'll gain a spiritual power the size of the Andromeda Galaxy. Punch the power of the Yangzhi force, trample the alien god. Susa: "Hahahahahaha."

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.