Arthur Thorne rose from his throne of brass, corpses, and pipes, donning a crown forged from alchemy, steam, and blood, and taking up the scythe entwined with fate. He looked up. The twinkling stars in the sky were all enemies. But before that... Arthur Thorne, newly transported, faced a grave problem: how to hollow out his body and survive when alchemy, medicine, and conventional supernatural powers proved ineffective.

【Lord】【Farming】【DND】【Cthulhu】【Cultivation】【Heroes of Might and Magic】【Soul System】

Universal lord, each lord has a random initial territory.

There are impregnable mountain fortresses;

Located on an island at a transportation hub;

The mysterious dragon's lair,

As for Liu Yuan, his initial territory was underground, a dark dungeon.

Lead the Beholders, Kobolds, Harpies, Medusas...to the battle!

Lord of Mysteries Fanfiction

When the time traveler opened his eyes, he saw a crazy beauty looking at him with a smile, and in front of him was a bottle of secret prayer potion.

If he drank it, he would die later; if he didn't drink it, he would die now, so he drank the potion and became Buridan's Ass.

ps1: This book is an original approach, and the golden finger is source quality and uniqueness.

ps2: The protagonist travels through time at about the same time as Zhou Mingrui.

[Pseudo-DND, non-Japanese fantasy, great voyage colonization, early low-magic great voyage farming + late magic network transformation to godhood]

As a nobleman and a wizard, Zhangnard has no desire for equality for everyone.

All he wanted was a pure succubus during the day and a flirtatious elf at night.

Of course, it would be even better if you could become an immortal god.

Unfortunately, in the hundred years since the gods came to Seshim with knowledge, conflicts among the civilizations and countries on the continent have been on the verge of breaking out.

The War of Heirs, the War of Faith, the War of the Crown, and other major events that affected the Old World and the New World made him understand.

In the ubiquitous waves, if you want to live comfortably, you must make yourself stronger.

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Short version:

Carrying a broken fragment of the God of Textiles' divine power, Zhang Nade plunged into this turbulent era.

Develop territory, colonize continents, improve strength, compile magic networks, and eventually become a god in the sky.

"I was once the Grand Master of the Paladins, until I got carried away and seduced the Saint, earning divine punishment." "I was once the Cyber ​​Queen, until the gods envied my astonishing wisdom." "I was once a Buddhist cultivator, until I... killed too many cultivators and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a cultivator, until I... offended a powerful Buddhist and incurred the wrath of the gods." "I was once a witch, until I accidentally told a monstrous lie to the gods." "What about you, Li Ye? What crime did you commit to be thrown here?" """"" Faced with the inmates' questioning, Li Ye reluctantly replied, "The gods said I destroyed the world, a heinous crime. Isn't that ridiculous?"... The exile, the garbage dump of the multiverse, is a place where monsters run rampant, karma abounds, natural disasters wreak havoc, and royal authority is shattered. Sinners abandoned by the gods struggle in vain, some like stray dogs by the roadside, others yearn to be kings...

In the nightmare game, there is an NPC who is weak and looks easy to bully.

Until the player desperately arrived in front of the final BOSS, looked up and saw——

The blood mist dissipated, revealing a familiar face.

The "weak" NPC looked down at them and smiled:

"Thank you for your hard work along the way."

——[Ultimate Mission: Kill the Godkiller Anros Tian! ! !]

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"I'm so kind, how could I be a villain boss?"

The godslayer, the only true god who rules nightmares, the omnipotent secret prophet, the most popular NPC, Anros said sincerely.

This is a story about a Nord barbarian who meets an ambitious man. Emhyr: To stop the white frost, I must conquer the whole world! Arthur: Come on, you can't even take down Cintra. Vilgefortz: If I get the Ancient Blood, I will be the king of all worlds! Arthur: If you want to use magic, then use magic. If you want to practice stick fighting, then practice stick fighting. You always like to mix them up. It's a miracle that you can still live today. Islinne: The world will die in the frost, and only the elves will be reborn... Arthur: The most annoying thing is you guys who pretend to be gods. Look at the sticks!

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.

Crossing the background of the struggle for Nefergaard and the northern realm, an ordinary knight, Heme has no high status, let alone strong strength. He was not qualified to participate in those noble struggles, let alone have anything to do with those strange things, and looked like cannon fodder under the Great War. But he will still walk out of a road, a road to greatness and glory, he will change the history of the Northern War, he will become the supreme ruler of the North. This is the path of achievement for warlords, this is the path of upward climb. I have a 1.5 million-word novel at the beginning, can rest assured to read. ...