[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.

(Fantasy + Mage + DND-like + Decisive Killing)

"Starbound: Advent", a game that claims to be completely real.

Jiang Shuzhou, an ordinary internet-addicted teenager.

The gears of fate slowly turn, what is the price behind the gift from another world?

In the year when the stars shine, the gods are still high above, shepherding all living things.

In the year when the stars shone brightly, Jiang Shuzhou arrived in the stormy sea.

In the year when the stars fell, Jiang Shuzhou drove his floating city across the starry sky, hunting everywhere, and the once high and mighty gods became his prey.

The gods herd all living things, while Jiang Shuzhou hunts the gods.

【Western Fantasy】【Soul】【Dragon】【Counter】【Adventure】

An unknown soul awakens in another world, carrying a book of flesh and blood that can be used to make props.

The scattered patterns are the ladder to God. I am the hunter and the prey. My book is my only weapon and also the deepest curse!

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 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.

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. ...