This is a medieval fantasy novel about a pioneering lord. It has all the fantasy elements you could want...

Kill enemy upgrade system + insect nest explosion + intelligence flow

[Western Fantasy] [Noble Lord] [Fighting Magic] [Dragon and Knight] [Plane War] [Vampire Werewolf] [Decisive Killing without Saintly Virtue] [Slow-burn Farming] [Killing System] [Pseudo DND + Pseudo Cthulhu]

The plane war has begun, and the era of conflict is coming.

Dragons are roaring, demons are howling, new gods are rising, and old gods are falling.

"The nations of the continent call me the Gravedigger of the Kingdom, the Holy See calls me the Blasphemer, the demons of the Abyss call me the Executioner, and the gods of other planes call me the Plunderer.

But why are my knights and subjects singing praises of me as the most generous, kind, and secure lord they have ever met?"

"Actually, I don't like war. I'm just using it to build a piece of land that belongs to me."

I walked forward in the darkness, and finally forged the Iron Throne with blood and bones to rule over everything.

I want you to understand that the so-called gods are nothing more than more powerful life forms. As for that ridiculous justice, only the victors are qualified to write it!

From the Lord of Purgatory to the Throne of Glory!

——King of Slaughter, Lord of the Continent - Zeda Wales War Quotes

The introduction is weak, please move to the main text.

The early stages are slow to warm up, mainly because the worldview is large and there is a lot of foreshadowing.

It's not brainless, it doesn't lower the intelligence, and it doesn't torture the protagonist. It's all about the process of a protagonist slowly rising up and conquering the continent.

[Fantasy World] [Pseudo-D&D] [Adventurer] [Physical Class] The so-called Resurrection Coin is a miraculous item that resurrects you to full health, mana, and status, clearing all debuffs and curses, and also clearing all skill cooldowns... So—"Take one of my meteors, one meteor, one meteor... one meteor!" Dungeon bosses: "Don't come near me!!!" ---- Classes are heaven and earth's record of the extraordinary. [Sword God], [Emperor], [Great Sage], [Brave], [Demon King]... This world is filled with countless shining stars. Old nobility, rising empires, a chaotic land, rampant monsters, vulnerable humans, and dungeons that both breed miracles and harbor disasters... Countless geniuses, powerful individuals, even living legends and mythical beings, have all found their place in this boundless...

[True Farming Style][Prosperous Immortal Cultivation World][Mortal Style][Cultivation from the Start][Grass and Tree Monster]

Good news! I'm in the world of immortal cultivation! It's a peaceful and prosperous market town! It's time to start a business and make a fortune!

Bad news! Glass, gunpowder, and soap are all failing to sell! Using cola to seduce a saint, or using barbecue to seduce monsters, won't work! Why is productivity so high in the world of immortal cultivation?

Why do you get a stainless steel basin for free when you buy a Bigu Pill? What? Is it because the elders of the sect refined a lake's worth of steel while refining black iron?

Fortunately, I can still go farming.

Farming? Farm! Start as a spiritual plant master and cultivate a life of longevity and freedom!

Dane was reincarnated as a white American kid. He initially thought this was just another ordinary rebirth story, already envisioning how he'd dominate the stock market. That was until one night, as he boarded the subway home, he was taken to a spooky cave... "Hold this scepter and repeat after me, Shazam!" He was stunned. My name isn't Billy Batson, is it? The wizard was even more anxious than I was: "Stop talking nonsense, inherit my power!" What could I do? I could only recite a line of poetry... Years later, Dane, now a multiverse powerhouse, lamented, "Technology and magic—we need to master both, and we need to be strong in both!"

On the continent of Faerun, beyond the familiar metallic dragons, chromatic dragons, and the rare gem dragons, there exists a fourth, diverse group of true dragons. These were once the true rulers of Faerun, the shining light of the true dragons... Now, they have fallen to a point where even their survival is at risk, completely fading from the sight of Faerun's major races. The five subspecies can only cling to the wings of the Supreme Dragon, even their different factions closely uniting for warmth, struggling to survive under the malicious gaze of Faerun's two most renowned dragon gods. These are the ferrous dragons. This story begins with a tiny iron dragon cub from the ferrous dragon family.

"Cultivating Immortals and Demons Together, Not Marrying, Gender Change, Fate is a Chess Game, Raising a Little Witch"

"If you want to become an immortal, you must enter the sacred mountain"

After traveling through time, Lin Jiu would often hear this sentence from the old Taoist priest at the village entrance. At that time, he was still studying swordsmanship in the village. The old Taoist priest said that the highest realm of swordsmanship does not lie in the exquisiteness of the moves, but in the unity of mind and sword, and the communication of spirit and will...

Lin Jiu had always thought this was the key to swordsmanship, but later he realized that the key to swordsmanship was not the swordsmanship itself, but whether you could perceive the spiritual energy! Without spiritual energy, you are nothing.

He was only ten years old that year, and he looked forward to the opportunity to go to Lingshan every day...

[Original + Beast Taming Evolution + Doomsday + Card + Lord + Cultivation + Myriad Worlds]

[The first volume is just an appetizer. After the world merges, it will be a brand new world that combines elements of cultivation, games, cards, etc.]

【I hope everyone will support me. Thank you】

When the blood moon tears the sky apart, the judgment of the gods suddenly descends.

The entire blue planet has been digitized into a brutal killing battlefield. Mutated monsters and alien beasts are pouring into every corner of the city. Only the toughest and most cunning survivors can survive until the moment when the world merges.

But what awaits them when the world merges?

The introduction is pale and weak, please read the full text!!!

【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.