[Exclusively signed novel on Fulu Novel Network: Spiritual Resurrection: My Door to a Microcosm] On the eve of the Spiritual Resurrection, Xia Chuan suddenly discovered a bronze door that led to a boundless microcosm. He discovered that creatures in this world were smaller than ants. He could unleash boundless storms with a single breath, create torrential rain with a single sneeze, shatter cities hundreds of miles in radius with a single punch, and crush mountains ten thousand feet high with a single kick. Numerous villains held him in awe, treating him like an ancient god, offering him fervent worship and sacrifices. “Ding Dong, your faithful believers sacrificed the world item, the Book of Wisdom, to you, and you gained the power to know everything.” “Ding Dong, your faithful believers sacrificed the world item, the Gravity Ball, to you, and you gained the power to control endless gravity.” “Ding Dong, your faithful believers sacrificed the world item, the Thor’s Hammer, to you, and you gained the supreme power of thunder.” Millions of years later, Xia Chuan reigned supreme and became the supreme god, with trillions of believers kneeling before him. Feilu Novel Network reminds you that this novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any similarity is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.</p>

In the year 1352 of the Iron Age, Klein, the Lord of Mysteries, fell into a deep sleep.

There are still sixteen years until the final moment of the ancient prophecy of the invasion of foreign gods and the coming of doomsday.

"This is a land on the verge of destruction, but we still live here, struggling to survive."

The "witch" in the absurd reality, the "hunter" in the dark forest, the Tarot Club that has lost the "fool", the believers after the fall of the gods... In this increasingly chaotic and crazy world, how should they survive?

When the imprisoned ancient angels, the original witch who symbolizes disaster, and the evil spirits of priests wandering the mortal world infiltrate into a fragile corner of the world one after another, how can they maintain the delicate balance between gods and humans?

"I am a witch, a collection of negative emotions, the embodiment of the original disaster. I am responsible for disease and plague. Natural and man-made disasters follow me like a shadow. Every tear in this world is shed because of me, and every cry is caused by me."

"Yet, precisely because of this, my humanity is also the strongest. Please remember this: beneath the scars of every disaster, new hope is born."

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"The foolish princess of the fallen Byzantine nation calls herself the Invincible Sun, intent on restoring the glory of Rome." "In the frozen forests of the north, the roar of the King of the Wild Hunt echoes amidst the blizzard." "Heretical machinery is destroying the foundations of heaven. The navigator's charts have opened a passage to a new world, where the devil lurks, bewitching people with gold." "The iron cavalry of the steppes neighs, yet the shadow of Eternal Heaven lingers." "And I, your Messiah, the Son of God, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, the World Conqueror, the Sultan of Two Worlds, the Lord of Hosts commanding legions of angels and demons, have but one command." "Crusade! Crusade! Crusade!!!" [I have been a Messiah, this is not random writing] [Fantasy + historical remakes + mythology. The author has a 2.5 million-word collection of excellent books (blacklisted)...

[Dark World][Soul][Survival][Single Female Protagonist][Cthulhu][Construction and Upgrade][Abnormal Talent]

Players come to a dark world of cannibalism, but fortunately there is a shelter where the burning flames will protect them.

But to survive, you must hold a torch and walk in the darkness to face more terrifying monsters.

Zhao Gan seemed very lucky. His refuge was a church of light, and with some effort, he could expand it.

Tower of Light: Ignite a great flame and roar into the darkness.

Light Guard Dormitory: Lend a hand to the survivors in the darkness and you will gain the most loyal companions.

Zhao Gan glanced at his attribute panel [Faith -10]

"Are you kidding me? What kind of priest is this?"

You gain talents and passives:

[Materialist: You are a staunch atheist, never believe in the existence of gods, and are immune to religious brainwashing.]

Scientism: When you encounter any mysterious phenomenon, you have the ability to deconstruct it and explain or realize it from a scientific perspective.

[Fearless: Materialists are fearless. You are not afraid of the dark. Any loss of sanity is reduced to one tenth, and sanity recovery speed is doubled.]

Zhao Gan: Very good, I have an idea.

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In a soul-style world, the protagonist is exceptionally talented, so life won't be easy, but the language style is relatively relaxed.

The heavens shone brightly, and the era of the gods' rule came to an end. Without the gods' protection, humanity, faced with a great crisis, dug up the gods' tombs, turned over their bones, and stripped them of their clothing. Using the gods' burial objects, they eventually built their own civilization. But as greed grew, the day of judgment would eventually arrive. Humanity would ultimately be destroyed by the fire of its own greed.

Iris, a minor villain in the game, traveled through time and space, and after being killed countless times by the protagonists, she chose to cultivate a protagonist. She used everything she had to cultivate a protagonist. If, even in this situation, death was inevitable, she didn't care. Seeing the protagonists who had killed her countless times, crying and begging for her life, was there anything more satisfying than that? Being suspected, doubted, and considered a villain didn't matter. In the end, they would realize that everything Iris did was for them, without reservation. Until Iris's final rebirth... something changed.

Hein traveled to another world and became a member of the Holy Light Church. The Holy Kingdom led by the Holy Light Church is the most powerful force on this continent. But Hein was not happy. Because his profession was a necromancer who was hunted by the Holy Light Church. Fortunately, he was just a small servant who was ignored by the Holy Light Church and no one cared about him. Hein decided to keep a low profile and live in seclusion forever. The fighting outside the Holy Light Church caused mountains to collapse and floods to rage. What does it have to do with a small character like me? However, as he was living in seclusion, he found that he had become the brightest new star of the Holy Light Church and the last hope of mankind? (I have been a necromancer, this is not a random post)

Who says clergy are ascetics? Who says paladins are celibate? He embraces a half-ripe elven maiden, a cold and beautiful human mage, and even the proud Dark Queen, enjoying the pleasures of all! Who says a halo on his head makes him a charlatan? Who says bearing the name of justice means he'll be brutally beaten by evil? From the peak of Mount Hyjal to the vast deserts of Silithus, warriors of all races blaze their way behind his robe, and the Judge's name resounds throughout Azeroth! "It is the human heart that is corrupted, not the power itself"—so said Christine Regen.

After being brutally betrayed and forced to flee, the Demon King Lin Wei just wanted to abandon his identity and live a peaceful life in the human world. He wanted to get married, buy a piece of land, and then become a country nobleman, living with his beautiful wife who was an ordinary priest of the Church. However, the brave teams passing by from time to time always hang around in front of his house. The arrogant Knight of Judgment raised his spear all day long, asking himself whether he should join the Church. And the arrogant princess who kept approaching, trying to find his new Demon King... Until one day when he sneaked into the Holy City, he saw the dignified figure with a cold face who looked down on everyone. Lin Wei, who had never felt nervous, finally broke out in a sweat.