The meager resources of the Water Continent are no longer sufficient to support the training of so many wizards. Knowing the truth, you can only continuously use the enhancement panel to improve your strength in order to survive the possible wizard war. ... You clenched the dagger in your hand, and silently, the dagger turned into a superalloy hunting knife. Having weapons is still not safe, you collected a manuscript of "Knight's Breathing Method", clicked your fingers, and "Knight's Breathing Method" turned into "Black Snake Breathing Method". When you gain the power of a formal knight, facing the dangerous world where wizards exist, you still feel insecure... "Basic Meditation Method" -> "Vortex"

【Cthulhu】【Wizard】【Steampunk】【Mystery】

In the age of steam, the original has awakened from its slumber, and the old masters are walking in the world.

The gods are coming, the ancients are awakening, and evil spirits are singing.

Weirdness, evil gods, aberrations,

The red moon hangs high, the Forbidden Sea, the Fission Wasteland, the Dawn Sanctuary,

Everywhere is weird, absurd, mysterious, evil...

Wizards, priests, extraordinary bloodlines, forbidden objects...

Have appeared!

The rotation of the gears of destiny builds a magnificent stage——

"Gonzales!!"

"Despair, despair, despair..."

"Eternal life is the truth!"

"Dawn is half light and half dark!"

"Wizard, come in illusion——"

…

…

"I just want to stay at home, study spells, transform puppets, make more money, and get a few invention patents..."

Wei En looked at the countless indescribable weird existences on the dome of the world and sighed, "Why do you have to force me?"

In desperation, he had no choice but to raise a finger and point it at the void in front of him - crazy output!

"Give me more!"

Awakening from a coma, he finds himself no longer "human." This is a body stitched together, a defective product of a failed experiment. He was experimental material who "should have died." Yet he did not die. From experimental subject to wizard apprentice. From a Frankenstein's monster to a seeker of mystery. In this world ruled by wizards, where truth is the blade, every wizard pursues knowledge, deciphers the rules, and their ultimate goal is singular: to become an immortal being, to become the omniscient and omnipotent "Lord of Truth."

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

The heavens shone brightly, and the era of the gods' rule came to an end. Without the gods' protection, humanity, faced with a great crisis, dug up the gods' tombs, turned over their bones, and stripped them of their clothing. Using the gods' burial objects, they eventually built their own civilization. But as greed grew, the day of judgment would eventually arrive. Humanity would ultimately be destroyed by the fire of its own greed.

The overgrown Wayne Manor and the pristine and deserted Batcave.

Twenty years after Bruce fell in Crime Alley with his parents, Gotham didn't get any worse.

But it doesn't seem to be getting any better.

As the Joker wiped off his pale makeup, the young Penguin was still biding his time, and Harvey was still racking his brains to get rid of Maroni's gang.

The whole world is so real that it makes people shudder.

Maybe there is a lack of a spoonful of base wine called "extreme villain"

Maybe it lacks some embellishments of strange arts and mutants

But this does not affect the fierce taste of this "Bloody Mary".

Drink it, drink it all in one gulp!

Then, in a state of intense dizziness, witness the birth of a "heterodox" Batman.

My name is Sigmund, and this is the 27th day and the first day after my crossing.

Snowstorm, mountain village.

27 days is just the same day of reincarnation.

Cold and hungry, and a faint growl in the wind and snow.

In 27 days, I had 11 broken arms and 3 legs.

Don’t be surprised, I also buried 7 of myself.

Until the 28th day, in the diffuse snow, a dark ghost carriage broke the time cycle and appeared in front of my eyes.

The door opened, and the ancient parchment rolled slowly

Another world gold finger, or a novice reward for signing in for 28 days?

Between on and off, Sigmund was lost in thought.

…………

Traveling through time and space and nightmares, every time the carriage arrives, Sigmon gets rewards and becomes stronger, but even so, he still stubbornly believes that this car… is not serious.

Only because that day the carriage brought him two silver-haired women, one large and one small.

“My name is Ciri, and I’m from Kyle Morhan.”

“My name is Maria, from the Star Clock Tower.”

Are your horses pulling carts or pulling skins?

joke! I am a decent person, what can I do?

Ha ha……

Multiverse, plane war!

As a time traveler, Ian started from humble beginnings, but survived in this chaotic world. Fortunately, relying on the proficiency system, he has unlimited growth potential!

Wizards, runes, meditation...

Potions, alchemy...

Looking back, Ian has already stood at the top, leading the wizard civilization, and marching towards the sea of ​​stars!

Kamal looked at the black body of the person in front of him, and the heart was so black that water could flow out. "Open it up." "Uh, Lord Kamal, I just have the flu, isn't that bad?" "No, your heart is broken and needs a new one." Looking at Kamal with a serious face, Coric silently apologized for the patient lying on the operating table, then cut open his chest with a knife. Poof, blood splattered all over the two of them... "Look at you, you have been interning for a month, why haven't you learned the skills of opening up the chest yet?" Coric: "..." This is the story of a man with mediocre magical talent who opened up an alternative wizard upgrade path. Doctor Kamal's skills are really getting more and more bizarre... (with gold fingers but no system, fictional steam background)