I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early - Chapter 622 - 452: It turns out, it’s not the power of God, but human strength.

“Why is it that Emiya keeps showing up everywhere? Can you please stop summoning me already?!”The outlier of the countless Emiya, the last of the Knights of the Round Table, the conscience of Chaldea, the wielder of the Third Magic, King of the Lostbelt, the man Alaya can never have, and the sis-con deity: Emiya Sakatsuki.***When Shirou Emiya, in the dungeons of Ainsworth Castle, summoned a soul from another world, the young man holding the Fate Compendium began his journey.He started his journey in the world of Fate/Zero; on a planet where the Root has dried up; a Holy Grail War involving fourteen Heroic Spirits; the Grand Order set in motion to save humanity…Keep going like this, a traveller from another land—Until the moment the loop of fate closes.“I just want to chill at home like Merlin! If this keeps up, I'm going to end up split into countless pieces sooner or later!”“Aren't you already split into pieces now, Onii-chan?!”

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life.But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain!This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King.——————————In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated!An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan!There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus.Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight.There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

Richard, who was born with a broken body, thought that this medieval world was outrageous enough, with knights, dragons, witches, and giant beasts.But he didn’t expect to meet Cinderella right after gaining territory. Her 1.8-meter-long legs were so charming that they could crush people to death.It turned out that this was a fairy tale world, or a dark fairy tale.Without saying anything, Master Richard directly helped Cinderella fill up her puffs.Wait, why does the system prompt that Cinderella is a witch? Or a yandere?The 36D dangerous Little Red Riding Hood, the white and tender Snow White, and the long-sleeping Sleeping Beauty are all witches.Different witches can bring different benefits to the lord Richard.Yeah!The master is going to overthrow the world, establish an empire, collect witches, and fill up!

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation.But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures.However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts.----------------------------Black box:Someone: “Darling, help me deal with these people.”Sian: “Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them.”Someone, with fake tears: “Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away.”Sian, holding a military knife: “Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?”Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: “Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore.”Sian: “Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!”