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 Eternal Night Lord? Actually derived from a joke-like oath.
 "The holy light is like the sun that never goes out, and the holy light always shines on all things? Then, since we have been forsaken by the holy light, then let us plunge the world into darkness forever."
 Betrayed by the church I used to be loyal to, and lost my family and kingdom, I cursed the holy light of my past beliefs, decided to bring a new order to the continent, and completely swept the rotten kings into the heap of history.
 "Since you can break the covenant and betray my kingdom and people for your own kingdom, then I will destroy your kingdom."
 Okay, I know this sounds like a middle-2, but doesn't everyone have a history of middle-2 black in their memories that they're trying to wipe out.
 A middle-2 is scary, and a middle-second traveler with a system golden finger is even more terrifying.
 The evil lich system calculates the points I get based on the causal changes caused by my actions. Mischief and the like have little impact, and there are not many rewards. As long as I bring death and destruction, I will get infinite points, and those points will Make me stronger and cause more suffering.
 And what could bring more death and destruction than a world war.
 Well, a war, a war that destroys everything.
 As recorded in the epics on the surface, the nameless prince of the dead raised the unyielding army of the dead, the black wings of the vampires blocked the sun from the sky, and the eternal night fell.
 In the boundless night, the dead danced on the battlefield, and the mad black knights began to hunt for the head. When the whiteness spread on the horizon, the sea of ​​skeletons had reached the shore, and the long bloody night was here. arrival.
 In that war, with the spread of death, my strength and army skyrocketed like a snowball. Later, I even became the only demigod-level undead monarch in modern times.
 The Emperor of the Undead, the Lord of Eternal Night, has become a nightmare for all living beings.
 Under the natural disaster of the undead, the four great empires that have been passed down for more than a thousand years have come to an end, and the three principalities and six kingdoms have also been swept into the garbage heap of history.
 No one knows why the Emperor Yongye is getting stronger and stronger in the war, where did he get the magic power to operate the thousands of troops, and where did he get the power to command dozens of undead monarchs.
 In the end, the endless ocean of the dead drowned everything. When the Eternal Night Army of the Eternal Night Lord defeated the coalition forces organized by the Holy Church, everyone thought that the era of the living was coming to an end, and the era of the dead was coming.
 But suddenly, a news spread all over the world, and everyone was surprised and crazy about it.
 The Emperor Yongye was assassinated, and the army of the undead disintegrated!
 "Red Lotus Warrior" Adam Han, became famous overnight.
 The entire Ashe Continent is singing this name, the old man lifts a glass of wine for him to wish his name forever, the middle-aged man shouts his heroic epic, and the young man and children regard him as the goal and idol of the future.
 According to statistics after the event, if it wasn't for Adam Han, a hero who came out of a fairy tale, and led his adventure group to kill the Emperor Yongye, I am afraid that the entire continent would have reduced the population by more than 70%.
 At this moment, the legendary hero was like a fooled child, his face was full of displeasure.
 "Hey, I'm about to die, you should tell the truth. Did you release water back then? Why are the guards so empty, why are the crimson hounds thousands of miles away, and why are you by your side? There is not a single monarch-level undead,
 Why are you at the pinnacle of demigods defeated by our group of legendary pinnacles? "
 I hesitated for a moment, but in the end, I didn't tell the truth.
 "Well, don't you know that if you die and then resurrect, you will have some memories of the dead. I have long forgotten what happened back then."
 In fact, that year, after destroying the kingdoms that fell into the trap and killing the bishop of Shengguang who betrayed my motherland, the Principality of Xilan, my anger was also relieved a lot, at least, a lot of rationality.
 After a little deduction, you will know what will happen next. If the Eternal Night Legion continues to advance, then there will be nothing to gain except endless death and destruction.
 And at that time, I was already riding a tiger and couldn't get down...
 When all the undead monarchs under my command are enthusiastically talking about the great cause of nation-building and how to turn the entire Ashe Continent into a paradise for the dead, the Eternal Night Legion composed of hundreds of undead monarchs and maharajas is not something I can stop myself. .
 So.... as the leader of the alliance, I died logically, but I left a last word. Only by obtaining the scepter of eternal night as a symbol of kingship can I become the symbol of the next undead emperor.
 "Artifact, the scepter of Eternal Night, the symbol of the undead kingship, it is said to be the belonging of Maharaja Eternal Night. It contains the powerful secrets of Maharaja, but it has never appeared on the stage of history." Introducing Evernight Warrants.
 Of course, because I died too hastily, and I didn't say what the Eternal Night Scepter was, all the monarchs suspected that the other party was hiding it... Then, who said that the undead have no desire? Power and power A favorite of all sentient beings.
 Well, the next development, needless to say, the civil war broke out, the undead natural disaster ended, and now the kingdom of the dead - the Shiluo Empire, more than half of the top twelve undead monarchs are in the coalition army. old acquaintance.
 "Hehe, there is actually a legend that the one who gets the Eternal Night Scepter will become the next Great Undead Emperor. Unfortunately, this legend will eventually be false, because.... What kind of Eternal Night Scepter is there in this world!"
 Yes, even the name of Lord Yongye originated from a joke. How can there be such a strange artifact in the world, everyone, I have tricked me.
 And I, who have succeeded in revenge, have no goals. I die once and change my vest, and I am a hero again.
 After I was resurrected, I planned to start all over again, gather strength, wait for the so-called "game plot" to unfold, and wait for the return of my stupid brother.
 Perhaps, the only thing that was not in the plan was that the sage Margaret saw the truth and knew that it was difficult for a lich to die. As a result, by sealing my phylactery, I was bound.
 And here, Brimstone Mountain City was originally just a wasteland they chose to live in, but the arrival of some refugees turned it into the original Brimstone Mountain City.
 In the dangerous underground world, the protection of the strong is more important than anything else, at least, it will not become the prey of slave traders and the ration of beasts.
 And indeed, that kid Adam is very helpful, Margaret is willing to do anything as long as Adam says yes, and Xiaohong is very happy to meet a new toy, even me, in order to earn points, is also willing to shoot.
 As a result, more and more refugees came to seek shelter. Gradually, the town of Sulphur Mountain took shape, and more than a hundred years later, the small village of the past has become a well-known paradise city.
 As a result, the three idle and boring guys became the so-called Big Three of the city. Adam was his mascot, the city owner, Margaret was driven to the shelf to manage the administration, Xiaohong still slept with her, and woke up occasionally for everyone. Add chaos.
 When I saw that they were overwhelmed, I had seen enough of the excitement, and I was equally idle and bored. Based on the experience of the two worlds, I created this set of administrative and legal systems, which has continued to this day.
 Seeing the lich playing with his phalanx in front of him, Adam also sighed deeply.
 According to the mainstream concept of Ashe Continent, the holy light and law representing order, and chaotic death and destruction, should be two camps that are incompatible with water and fire, and when a life is born as a certain race, his camp will be has been determined.
 "We all thought you were joking when we heard that you planned to become a judge and manage the law. Unexpectedly, you actually did it. The most famous judicial system in our Brimstone City, known as the highest masterpiece of the Order camp, actually From a lich who created chaos and death, even if you say it, no one will believe it."
 And the Lich in front of him is even more incomprehensible.
 Say he is a good person, he has created countless tragedies, and he is an undead lich incarnated by evil and chaos. Say he is a bad person. After more than a hundred years of getting along, not only did he not see any amazing evil deeds, but he saw him Fair law enforcement, eliminate evil and promote good.
 Long-lived races such as vampires and elves often live an extremely slow pace of life. Dragons and undead are famous for having no sense of time, normal short-lived species who cherish life and are busy, but if they live for half a hundred, spiritually Exhaustion and pain can make them sluggish and inactive.
 Humans are social creatures, and being away from crowds only results in eccentricities.
 Someone has done statistics. No matter how kind and upright the mage who turned into a lich was before, but living in isolation for hundreds of years, the eyes of outsiders, and the corruption of black magic will make him lonely and evil.
 Even an immortal warrior like Adam had enough to live for a day, but the lich in front of him, not only did not become silent and scruples like his fellow clan, but was extremely active, creating new troubles every day.
 "Freak...To be honest, I really envy you sometimes."
 "Um?"
 "….. Magic spells and magic spells, your original code can actually provide advanced occupations such as fair knights, magic spells, and judges to the strong, which undoubtedly shows that the source of order has recognized your code of conduct. Power, as the creator of the power of order at the same level as the Holy Light, you should have touched that side."
 Hearing this, I paused. I seem to have underestimated the man in front of me again. As expected of a demigod warrior who has reached today's step by step, he also seems to have touched that hurdle, the realm that belongs to the gods.
 As soon as I rolled my eyes, nonsense came to my lips, but I hesitated for a moment when I saw Adam's near-life expectancy, and finally, looking at the love for many years, I rarely planned to tell the truth.
 "Hehe, death has given me infinite power, but the deceased is born with insufficiency, and the deceased will never be able to set foot on that realm. If you resurrect again, you will probably be able to touch the edge."
 "Is it worth it? Death also took away your body, strength... There should be memories. How many times do you remember the past, and the days when we used to adventure together."
 "Evenley, Cavens, father..." Several faces flashed through my mind, but most of these unforgettable faces were incomplete...
 However, I will not regret it. At least, I have already avenged them. As for memory, it is enough for people to live in the present. Always remembering the past will only make people weak and boring.
 "Of course it's worth it. My ambition is the sea of ​​stars. My code of justice will one day surpass the power of the boring holy light."
 "Ha. I really envy that you are always so energetic, then I will be more confident to give you the Sulphur Mountain City."
 I was so surprised that it took me a few minutes to connect my dislocated jaw.
 "What a joke!! How can prisoners be prisoners themselves! If you think about throwing your hands off the shopkeeper, don't even think about it!"
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 This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world. 
 “Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.” 
 “Tsk! You think I’m s*upid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Epic-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.” 
 I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says that a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man. 
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 A sudden question answering system came to Marvel. 
 From then on, the painting style of the whole world began to be wrong. 
 Thor: Who made the video of me being blasted by Hulk? Get out of me! 
 Hawkeye: Are you sure that yours is called Explosive Hammer? Rocky said he had something to say. 
 Hulk: I haven’t tried hard yet, but you all fell. 
 Xingjue: The body of my god is comparable to a mortal? This is absolutely false! 
 Iron Man: Excuse me, my mortal body is comparable to a god! 
 Captain America: Stop pretending, my identity as an American hip is exposed! 
 Nick Fury: This is absolutely fake! How could my S.H.I.E.L.D. become a Snake Shield?
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 Thousands of people who have traveled to the world of Naruto, from a war orphan, relying on familiarity with future trends and precise calculations, step by step to the strongest in the ninja world.
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 Goddamnit! Now I’ve got to look for another job to pay the bills! That f*cker! I did nothing wrong!
 Huh? What’s that? Eternal, a full dive VRMMORPG that gives you the chance to make real money? Perfect, that’s exactly what I need!
 Now… What class should I pick?
 Warrior? No, I don’t want to tank.
 Knight? Please, I already said I hate tanking.
 Healer? Oh God, please don’t make me babysit people.
 Archer? Mage? No, I’ll be too far from the loot!
 Rogue? Seems nice. We can steal stuff too? Perfect!
 Now…. Show me the gold! Show me the cash! Show me the money!
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 In the turbulent era, the world was under the reign of cunning careerists. A young man named Mu Feng grew up in numerous battles and unceasingly made earnest efforts to stand on his own feet.
 His father was murdered, and two hundred thousand of his people were slaughtered. Mu Feng accidently obtained the Sacred Book of Asura, and then he embarked on his journey of revenge with fierceness and blood!
 Killing and blood proved his love for family and his people!
 He was the almighty Asura!
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 “What are you talking about, you are a reincarnator? In the last life, you were a god, so I am not qualified to kill you?” Chu Lingxiao’s eyes were full of contempt as he lightly waved his big hand.
 This reincarnator, known as the Sword Immortal, dissipated into nothingness.
 “King of Assassins? Wealth comparable to a country? Also, a master who is number one in the Sky Ranking? The woman you’re interested in, let me stay away?”
 Next second.
 The King of Assassins, dead!
 “You, a waste, got a cultivation system and became the patriarch of a royal martial family? I can’t afford to offend you?”
 Chu Lingxiao coldly smiled: “I’m sorry, people like you, I’ve killed no fewer than five hundred.”
 The waste who thought he could soar, died with horror engraved on his face.
 “You travelled to the Realm of Cultivation, and in just a thousand years, you became a supreme power, titled the Imperial Monarch?”
 Chu Lingxiao lightly said:
 “I’m sorry, 300,000 years ago, there was a peerless heavenly emperor who traversed the universe, his head is still buried on the moon.”
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 The world of American comics, set sail again! 
 This time, it’s a story about Locke! 
 The name is Locke. 
 professional player! 
 The only player!
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 Chen Heng is called a pervert.
 For killing his sexual partner, the dejected gong forced him to bind with a cheap system.
 He has played a series of roles such as: the Holy Mother, a foolish idiot, a wretch, a very perverted and very cruel tyrant… The goal is to get rid of the cheap system, and return to the original world.
 Confessions of the small gong:
 My lover is a pervert, he is very violent, arrogant, black belly, and vicious.
 But I still love him.
 I want to break his wings and cut off his limbs.
 Capture him, possess him, collect him, and let him be mine.
 Small shou: Scram! Don’t talk to me!
 Small shou: arrogant, cold, black belly, vicious
 Small gong: more arrogant, colder, more black belly, and more vicious
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 Just as a gamer found an overpowered skill book called ‘Item Upgrade’ in the hottest virtual reality role-playing game on Earth, something happened to the game’s system, causing his soul to leave his body and go to another dimension. Common sense dictates that he would be born anew then become the greatest overlord of this world by making use of his advanced knowledge. Not in this case! He was already dead. Only some fragments of his soul and that skill book managed to get into that dimension and merge with an ordinary common youngster called Bai Yunfei.
 This was the enormous Tianhun continent, where humans could be said to have no limits. There was a group of humans here who could cultivate the power of their own souls then control their bodies, the natural elements and even other people’s souls with that power! These special beings were called — soul cultivators. Come witness how the several fragments of the dead inter-dimensional traveler’s soul and that skill book, which was not governed by the laws of this plane, were going to help Bai Yunfei become a legendary soul cultivator and craftsman!
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 Ji Huan’s parents both died in a traffic accident. 
 Unexpectedly, his older sister also meets the same fate. 
 Yet everything starts when he says “goodbye” for the last time.
 Hunting monsters? Genetic comparison? 
 Ji Huan flees with his older sister’s posthumous child to his hometown, Bade Town. 
 The three Grandpa, grandson, and nephew all live interdependent days. 
 However, inside the swaddling clothes is not a human baby, 
 But a monster…
 Black egg body, white ring eyes, red mouth. 
 A child, ah! Doesn’t he have two eyes and a mouth! Resembling an egg, he is Ji Huan’s cute nephew!
 Vermilion tiled wall, white lotus pond, convalescent courtyard. 
 This entirely neatly handsome and elegant young man: Ah Jin. 
 However, he told Ji Huan about the secrets of the monsters and discreetly taught him. 
 Bade Town is also slowly being covered in monsters…
 Or, the record of a small countryside monster’s growth.
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 A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.
 He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.
 While looking forward to his new life, he died again.
 And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.
 Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.
 However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.
 Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.
 Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.
 As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.
 Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?
 However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.
 Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.
 The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.
 And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.
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 Traveling through the primitive and wild world, Xia Tuo, who accidentally slapped the system to death, suddenly realized that he had done something stupid.
 Dare to ask how to filter and purify salt?
 What and what alloy is bronze?
 How to make a bow and arrow?
 God, how could it be so difficult to be the leader of a clan…
 Looking at the pile of rocks and animal bones in front of him, Xia Tuo missed the system that was shot to death.
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 A system designed to cultivate the strongest battle singer, it selects a soul with infinite potential, and uses the remaining power to prepare a perfect singer body, and Tianhu is ready to start.
 but……
 The system and the auxiliary elves were shocked when they watched the new host, their hair turned golden, and then they dealt with the enemy and fell into a long silence.
 Question: This host can become a Super Saiyan, and there is no need to sing to deal with the enemy. How can I train her to become a singer?
 Experiencing the world: Battle → Honkai → Zhan Ji Sing → Warcraft Front → Dragon Ball → Demon Slayer → Slash·Red Eye → Magical Girl Nanoha → ? ?
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