Minotaur Louis wants to be an adventurer. The trouble is, as a monster burning with bestial rage, no normal team will accept him. Fortunately, the world outside of "normal" is not lacking in adventurous spirit. Minotaur monks, hobgoblin priests, pixie rangers, demon paladins... Gradually, a somewhat strange adventuring team is formed. ———————"Wait, so you, a minotaur, can leap onto rooftops with a single leap?" "Fuck, you look down on monks, right? Take my stunning punch!" (Although some settings are referenced from Dungeon & Dragons, there are many modifications, and it basically does not follow the rules. So please treat it as a normal fantasy story)

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In September 1815, Ron, the king of the extinct Lah Kingdom, announced the restoration of his country in the Grey Mist Territory of the Emerald Kingdom.

Three days later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In January 1816, Ron, the honorary teacher of the White Demon Academy, announced the restoration of his country in the Magic City.

A week later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In July 1816, Ron, the strongest cadre of the Demon King's Army, announced the restoration of his country in the Demon King's City.

A month later, the Lah Kingdom announced its extinction.

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In February 1817, Ron, the bishop of the Holy Grace Church, announced the restoration of his country in the City of God's Coming...

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"Restore your country, you mb, who taught you to restore your country this way?" the crowd roared.

The blizzard was beating against the window frames of the study like sharp blades. Eric stood in front of the window, gazing at Eagle Town swallowed by the snow.

The biting cold wind blew up a blanket of snow, burying all the towers and houses in the distance.

He clenched the parchment scroll in his hand, which recorded the dwindling food reserves and the increasingly active traces of the Flame-Breath Giant Lizard. His brows were furrowed, his heart filled with worry - this cold winter might be more difficult to endure than he had imagined.

A knight in a fantasy world accidentally inherits the legacy of an immortal cultivator. What kind of story will he experience in the abyss, the lair of demons? ------------------------------------- (This article does not strictly follow the relevant settings of DnD or Pathfinder)

In Waterdeep in 1372, Lion awakened in the body of a deceased orphan. Fortunately, he possessed not only a built-in system panel but also a unique summoning cheat. He could use the "concepts" he had acquired through various means to summon the projections of powerful beings from other dimensions into Faerun. [Slaughter] and [Survival] summoned the white-haired Witcher, who walked the line between man and monster. [Holy Light] and [Faith] summoned the Lightbringer, wielding the Hammer of Holy Light and representing faith and glory. [Dictatorship] and [Hope] summoned the unyielding monarch clad in power armor, shouldering the future of the human empire. As the Spider Queen, lurking underground, gazed upon the throne, and the goddesses of the night plotted to overthrow him, Lion and the powerful beings from other dimensions behind him would become the greatest variables! Unfortunately, at the very beginning, his...

[Refreshing article + brain-burning + reversal + slow-burning + battle of wits + high energy throughout]

When people all over the world are "kidnapped" into prison and forced to participate in the death game.

In this game, only the winner is qualified to survive.

Su Yang gets the talent at the beginning - recognize the thief as his father.

[Recognize the thief as his father: after activation, let other "players" call "Su Yang" dad, and you can control his actions]

But because the verification failed when he descended into the cage, the talent mutated.

Get the only talent - fraud!

[Fraud: As long as half of the players believe the lie, it will come true! ]

And the first death game is the Liar Tavern. Su Yang relies on his talent to tease the rules and deceive the gods!

"In this death game dominated by the gods, I am the real god."

Boarding the fraud...

The starry sky mecha is as powerful as a dragon, and the gods and demons in the abyss are whispering and roaring.

In this era of collision between new techniques and old techniques, technology and divine power, Lu Yuan stumbled into the world with an attribute panel that allowed unlimited job changes.

"Occupation [Martial Arts Grandmaster] + material [Heart of the Nine-Headed Dragon of the Abyss], can be advanced and transferred to [Darkfall Dragon Sect]...."

Lu Yuan looked at his hands that were gradually covered with black scales, the black hair behind his back fluttered wildly without wind, his scarlet eyes stared at the humanoid mechanical body flying across the night sky like a shooting star, and whispered to himself with a smile: " Now...I should be able to tear apart mechas with my hands..."

In 1785, in order to open up the vast wilderness in the west of North America, the independent American Federation passed two bills that shocked the Old World: One is the "Opening Act" - do you want land? Come to North America. As long as you can afford it or can cultivate it for five consecutive years, the corresponding area of ​​land in the West will belong to you forever! The other is the "Autonomy Act" - do you want to build your own home? Come to North America. If you can attract enough residents to live in the West, you can establish a new state and county there. The managers here will be selected by you, and the laws here will be made by you! Speculators, ambitious people, fugitives, gold diggers, heretics and believers, old nobles and new capital, and more ordinary people with dreams, all with different purposes, rushed here from the Old World, wanting to start a different life and future. Steam, guns, gunpowder, cowboys,

gangsters and bounty hunters, immigrants and natives, churches and "degenerates",

people outside the sight of civilized society began a new round of barbaric growth,

and... the law of the jungle.

The extraordinary people are of course no exception.

"I am the master of money and wine, the controller of guns and gunpowder, the creator of violence and order, the protector of all gangsters, conspirators, liars, and villains. I am the source of evil, the beginning of chaos, the end of destruction, the end of destruction. All crowns gather on my head, all oceans and monsoons are surging for me, and everyone is calling my name, the King of the North Sea." Bowler hat, stand-up collar windbreaker, rapid-fire gun, prohibition, witchcraft, real name, worship of old gods, this is an era of civilization and chaos. Luen traveled through time and became the only bloodline of the family. He lit a match in the endless undercurrent and ignited the last embers. "My name is Ethan Pauletta, and I will recast the name of my family."

People cannot live without faith.

But here, faith became a tool for the nobles to exploit the common people.

Corleone came into this world, accompanied only by a ball of light that could give birth to the commandments.

His enemies say he is a demon who harvests souls in the name of faith.

His followers say he is the Father who brings truth and liberates souls.

At first, Corleone just wanted to have a safe and free home in this turbulent and dangerous world.