Lin Xuan, who had just been admitted to university, woke up and found himself in a world where Pokémon and reality merged. Pokémon evolution? What kind of subject is this? Forget it, it has nothing to do with me as a commentator, right? —— —— "Kyogre used Root Wave on Groudon... but missed. That's why skills with low hit rates are a pitfall!" "Now it's Groudon's turn to counterattack. Go up and use Cliff Blade! But Kyogre can fly, so it did cause a minor damage." Just as Lin Xuan was commenting passionately, he found that everyone was looking at him. Everyone: "What the hell are you commentating on?! Why don't you stop these two idiots!!" Lin Xuan had no choice but to take out the Poké Ball and sigh at the two idiots of Hoenn not far away. "Commenting is obviously my job, why do you always want me to fight?"

【Sword & Magic】【Knight】【Bard】【Half-Fairy】【Light Novel】【Comedy】

What does it take to become the greatest knight?

Tang said: The status granted by the royal family, the legendary equipment forged by the dwarves, the fantasy dragon mount, the loyal orc followers and the reliable elf companions, the powerful and tyrannical fateful demon king, and the lover waiting for the knight's return.

But he was just a theater actor with a broken head.

The demon king he was going to defeat did not exist at all.

He insists that he is a knight, and keeps saying weird things like "increase your reputation level" and "willpower is my HP".

"Record this, Muri! My fame level has increased again today! I'm one step closer to challenging the Demon King!"

Looking at this madman who rushed into the gangster's den, shouted "For glory" and then beat up all the enemies, I, Muri, a hapless half-elf bard with a confused future, silently made a note in my little notebook.

"Today, Tang used a non-existent power to solve a real problem."

He did not have the title of "Sir" conferred by the kingdom, but he won the admiration of all common people.

He has no magical weapons, but with his unyielding "faith", he makes monsters tremble in fear.

While the true knights were still calculating gains and losses, honor and disgrace, this madman had already embarked on the path of saving the world.

Later, he left a message on the poem "Knight's Glory" that I wrote for him:

"Who said I was crazy? I am... the greatest knight!"

Little Grayshue opened an art studio, hoping to be exposed to different colors. But her clients all seem to be from different worlds. A rock girl with social anxiety. An energetic horse girl aiming for the undefeated triple crown. A seriously injured and dying bunny from Rhodes Island. A little round-faced person from the future doing sit-ups with a strange white creature that she met on the Star Train. Senkaku Shin-kun who can't chat. Uncle Aizen who looks very warm-hearted. ...Until, the Herrscher arrives - Herrscher: Who are you? Grayshue: "I'm a good friend of the horse girls, a pilot of EVA Unit 03, a national-level alchemist, a keyboardist for the Bond Band, a Seven-Star Operator of Rhodes Island, and the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of Teyvat. Madoka is my sister, Nuwa is my elder sister, and you..." Herrscher: Excuse me, goodbye.

As the holographic screen seeped into the psionic blood mist of the Koprulu sector, the gamer Luo Feng's temple burned, and the stigmata of the Mechanicus blossomed. His synapses simultaneously connected to the war codes of three parallel universes: the gene-seed of Warhammer 40K crystallized in his blood vessels, the psionic matrix of StarCraft restructured his brainstem, and the Forerunner think tanks of the Halo world unlocked forbidden knowledge.

On an operating table in a Martian foundry, Mechanicus neural probes battled against Zerg symbiotes. As a spine was transformed into a Protoss phase prism, the energy storms of the Eye of Terror and the Koprulu sector tore quantum wounds through the fabric of reality. The chainsword in his left hand oozed Zerg saliva, and the power armor on his right shoulder bore the marks of Necron repair.

The Awakened's blood boiled in the multiverse: his left eye reflected the Emperor's quantum ghost, his right eye glimmered with the Queen of Blades' genetic map. As the green-skinned orc waaagh energy and Protoss purification beams erupted in his chest, Luo Feng discovered that his genes were being reorganized into the form of a Xel'Naga ancestor.

The chosen vessel of the multiverse must choose between the throne of the God-Emperor, the Zerg Hive, and the oracle of the Protoss Kara. Every breath rewrites the laws of reality, and every wound blooms the energy crystals of a different universe. He stands at the edge of a reality rift, Warhammer Demon Sword in his left hand, Interstellar Psionic Core in his right, and the remains of the Halo dissolving beneath his feet.

"You are the Allspark." The mechanical voice of the Moebius Foundation resonated with the hymn of the Mechanicus. As the ultimate game between the three universes began, Luo Feng's choice would determine the fate of all parallel worlds.

(Note: It is logical and intelligent, does not lower IQ, and does not involve vulgar plots)

I traveled through time and became Steve, the block man in MC. I had creative mode, immortality, unlimited flight, and unlimited supplies. However, this seemingly perfect power of "God" was full of limitations.

No modules or skins, no support for complex commands.

The fastest flight speed is 21 meters per second and the maximum refresh rate is 120 frames.

Apart from hearing and vision, there is nothing else.

The seemingly powerful body imprisons the mind of a mortal.

The three dimensions with infinite area but infinite repetition have become my cage.

Low-intelligence villagers and witches are all unintelligent NPCs.

Loneliness and solitude corrode the minds of mortals trapped in pixelated bodies like poison.

Just when my mind was about to collapse, I traveled through time again!

That is a majestic pass surrounded by stars on the road to becoming an immortal!

One world after another begins to welcome my footsteps, and I will eventually break out of this cage!

First World: (Heaven Covering…)

[Illustrated] [Collection] [HP] [Magical Illustrated] [Not with the protagonist] [Super Magic Change]

With the magical atlas in hand, you can unlock the mysterious magic world and collect magic from all over the world. It is a great satisfaction for collectors like us!

Magic world, I, Anthony, am here!

"Unlocked the illustrated guide [Hogwarts Train] reward [Advanced Alchemy]"

"Unlocked the illustrated guide [Ultra-Ancient War Fortress: Hogwarts] reward [Ultra-Ancient Magic]"

"Unlocked the illustrated guide [Demigod Realm: Forbidden Forest] reward [Genesis]"

"Unlocked the [Three Deathly Hallows] illustration reward [Gate of the Underworld (Ghost Gate)]"

…

As Anthony unlocked more and more illustrations, suddenly one day, Anthony discovered that he seemed to be invincible.

Then one day.

"Unlocked the [Core of the Planes] reward [Gate of Space and Time]"

Anthony: Oh wow~ New world, here I come!

(The introduction is seriously inconsistent with the text. Please see the text for details. There is no reason. The author is just so naughty.)

Traveling to the world of Warhammer Medieval, which has been ravaged by the four evil gods and has countless Chaos Chosen, is undoubtedly the most tragic world besides the Warhammer 40,000 world!

Fortunately...

Luca traveled through Hogwarts, obtained the liver skill system, and began an endless daily liver skill training.

"What? Your magic is very strong. Give me two months to finish it."

"What? You have a strong learning ability. Give me two months to finish it."

Luca said, I know you are strong, but I am a hard worker.

This is the distant world of Toril. The vast, ethereal winds of the universe drift down from the seven heavens, sweeping across the Prime Plane, where mortals dwell, before ultimately merging into the immutable Elemental Planes. And the River Styx, even more ancient than the ancient, flows through Baator and the Abyss in the lower planes, its source unknown, its destination unknown. West of Toril lies the continent of Faerun, where the gaze of the gods converges. In this land, heroes write epic tales of sword and magic, kings forge power with iron and blood. The dice of fate have been cast, and the gods await the answer. Our story takes place on the Sword Coast, nestled on the western shores of the Sea of ​​Swords, south of Waterdeep. Our story begins with a stranger.

Popular version: This is a story about a DND enthusiast, Baldur's Gate, and Auto Chess fan, who travels through time with a plug-in he wrote.

I just caught a fish that was three palms long and was planning to show it off.

A guy dressed in strange clothes appeared in front of me.

"Robert Evans, you are suspected of illegally breeding magical creatures and abusing Muggle items. Please come with me!"

"Sir, you must be mistaken. I'm just here to fish."

He said it sincerely, but the 'Sawtooth Shark' chainsaw he had recently caught started up automatically!

Buzz!!!

"You liar! You claim you don't know magic, and you say you're here to fish. How can you catch this?"

————

Robert was transported to the world of Harry Potter by a dump truck and gained the ability to catch all kinds of fish in Terraria.

It’s not even just the fish!

The only drawback is that there is an 'orphan'...

Just when he buried the strange man alive and was about to rely on fishing to eat and wait for death, a tiger-striped cat that looked like it was wearing glasses appeared.

And holding a...letter of employment?

So what is Care of Magical Creatures? Doesn't that automatically refresh?

Wait a minute, what do you mean by a large number of unknown magical creatures appearing?

Giant bees and centaurs at war in the Forbidden Forest?

A giant, long monster appeared in Beauxbatons, France?

The Hogwarts dungeons are guarded by a skeleton?

What the hell is going on?!

[HP][Terraria][No Female Lead]