What's it like to travel to the Supreme God Realm, where one is born a god, awaken the system, and have the divine domain strengthened into a multiverse from the start...

What's it like to join the chat group after awakening the divine domain?

The Lord God and the Abyss Demon God, the system-creating gods who constantly send countless human souls through worlds to harvest the essence of the world, are gods who destroy and devour worlds.

Demons from Hell, sword immortals from the endless immortal world, various worlds vie to appear.

And countless powerful beings who died long ago, they sleep in endless darkness, constantly awaiting the opportunity to awaken.

New book released. The spiritual energy revival begins with plundering the divine power of God.

This is a story about being with God. In this story, God loved the world first.

In the divine kingdom above the sea of thousands of pillars of clouds, Chen Yi holds the power of the gods.

He is the king of faith and the Lord of salvation among his people.

The saint who is still forgiven over the stake.

A god who has tasted all the sufferings of the world and has a beast in his chest.

The two beliefs and two roads hesitated, and the spirit of embarking on the journey of return.

And the last living saint in the world - Saint Vina Cana. At the beginning of this history, she had not learned how to love.

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The ancient holy capital drowned in the pale rain, and the vast sentient beings ravaged by the curse of the dead!

All the times of despair, all the times of decadent.

A god descended on the judgment,

And the other god embarked on the road of salvation.

Everything, everything,

Only the salvation of the soul has long been entrusted to the Lord.

[The article is relatively slow. After writing the first big plot in Chapter 62, I hope to see it there.]

System: Ding! Congratulations on inheriting four Dark Altars and becoming the Lord of Darkness!

Serea: Huh?

System: Ding! Suitable vessel selected. Implanting in progress…

Serea: Hmm?

System: Ding! You have obtained your initial class — Blood Queen (Blood Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Blood Well!

Serea: Wait a minute!

System: Ding! You have obtained your second class — Undead Queen (Death Altar), and gained your basic building unit — Plague Graveyard!

Serea: I said wait a second!

System: Ding! You have obtained…

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In short, this is a story about a girl (very mysteriously, of course) who casually inherits four dark altars and is thrown into another world by an unscrupulous system.

Gu Zian was hit by a dump truck and brought to India, and he turned into a cow.

If it was anywhere else, he would never accept it, but the place he traveled to was India.

In this magical country, cows live better than most people. In Tianzhu, cows are the incarnation of gods.

One day, when he was wandering around the streets, an Indian man with his sick child knelt down in front of him and kowtowed, and a strange prompt sound suddenly rang in his ears.

[Power of Faith +1]

[Obtain Primary Healing Skills]

At this time, Gu Zian found that he seemed to be able to really turn into a god.

Many years later, when Gu Zian was lying in a magnificent temple, with a beautiful girl serving him, countless Indian officials and wealthy businessmen knelt down outside, just to ask for a bubble of his cow urine.

In this world, the Divine Path reigns supreme. Here, anyone can grasp at the chance of becoming a god.

By choosing the divine path of Thunder, one can become a Thunder God.

By choosing the divine path of the Mountains, one can become a Mountain God.

Gods then forge their own divine realms, bastions of their power.

Li Cang, however, found himself a stranger in this land, penniless and ostracized from the Divine Path.

So, he combined formations such as the Tai Chi and Eight Divinatory diagrams from his past life and opened up a low-dimensional Divine Realm of his own. Thus, becoming the first person to create a divine realm before becoming a god!

[New Book: Rebirth of Europe: Domination of Sea Power]

You only see the gold, silver and spices in our country's treasury, but you don't see my hard work.

You have your land and your armies, I have my seas and my fleets.

You deny that my country is too small to be on the stage, and I despise you for reading the almanac all the time.

You laugh at me for being insidious and cunning and harming other countries, but I pity you for being only good at internal strife, oppressing the people, ceding land and paying compensation.

You can despise my sweat and hard work, but I will prove who owns the era of Europe and the world.

Seeking hegemony is bound to be a difficult journey, and is bound to be full of jealousy and disputes.

But so what? I will use my fists and force to show you that I am the real overlord.

[This is the story of the protagonist's rebirth in Portugal, a small European country in 1444, and his rise to become a powerful country]

Multiple female protagonists】【All included】【Emotional outburst】

The three-year period has come, and the Demon King Mir has completely broken down...

"Who wants to protect the holy city with you? I am the son of the Demon God! I am the ruler of the Demon Clan! Demon King, do you understand? I will kill you all!"

The howling echoed in the church. The Pope smiled but said nothing. The cardinals nodded slightly. Only the new nun was puzzled:

"Mr. Mir...what happened?"

"Shh! This is part of Mr. Mir's plan."

...

Genius Witch: What Demon King? As long as Mir performs normally, the world will become a beautiful world.

Imperial Princess: Demon King? I don't know him. Mir is my eternal light. No one is allowed to compete with me!

Blood Princess: Demon King, don't be discouraged. Let's change positions and do it again! ...

In a bitterly cold monastery at the far northern edge of the world, the most beautiful flowers on earth bloom.

Flowers need the nourishment of clear spring water; beauties need the blessing of delicious food.

And the one who bestows these blessings upon them is not a god... but me.

Young and beautiful nuns, a chef from another world, gourmet dishes that make you stronger when eaten, and blood-pumping battles.

After gathering all kinds of rare ingredients and feasting to our hearts’ content, let’s overthrow the world—just to help with digestion.

—Jiang Jin.

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Also known as “This Is Probably Not Food Wars”, “Cooking and Eating Nonstop Makes You Stronger”, “The Monastery Pig-Raising Incident”

[No heroine][Undead][Power][Struggle][Funny] [Farming style][Possibly with group portraits, but unlikely with group portraits]

As soon as the Skeleton King entered the tavern, he attracted everyone's attention.

Someone shouted: "Yohoo! Your Majesty, where did you get rich?"

The Skeleton King did not answer, but just gently put his hat down, took out three copper coins, and said: "Old rules, waiter, two...Pah, 0.2 taels of dark elements..."

When everyone heard this, they felt even poorer, so they laughed and said: "I heard that Your Majesty wants to challenge the Church! Is this true or false?"

The Skeleton King opened his eyes wide: "Can our undead affairs be called fighting? We ask the older generation to educate the young people who have only been in the country for a few hundred years!" Then there were difficult to understand words, such as "bullying the weak with the big" and "respecting the old and loving the young", which made everyone laugh.

The Skeleton King knew he couldn't win the argument, so he took his 0.2 tael of wine and started muttering in a low voice: "This is outrageous! How can citizens mock their king? This is outrageous..." After hearing this, everyone laughed, and the air in the hotel was suddenly filled with joy again.

This is a story about a gear boy. Although he didn't become a space warrior, he wants to tell everyone who hasn't traveled through time: As long as we and Big Head are here, the Empire's combat effectiveness is still 99%, and humanity will still stand firm! In the name of the holy binary, loudly praise Ohm Messiah. All glory to the God of All Machines. Praise together. Praise machinery, praise steel. You are the master who casts all things, the apocalypse that destroys everything. Evaporate, burn, and cast. Steel is eternal, machinery is immortal, and the way of steel is materialism. Machinery is the truth. More is better, bigger is beautiful. Billions of turrets are your glory. Roaring engines are your sermons. (The author is not a serious person, so the story is not a serious story. ps: GW's story setting is too ridiculous. In order to make the story more rigorous and reasonable, I changed it. If you don't like it, please don't criticize)