abrams tank

A false Sword Saint: Faintly discernible Martial Art and a matchless Sword Art. Killing one man with every ten steps, no traces left behind in ten miles. A genuine Sword Saint: A deep and resounding bloodline, peerless strength, an inexhaustible power and one chop to destroy the world. This is the story of a Swords Saint taking the path of a tank who cuts everything down on his path.

Abriet Bio Septic Tank

I was betrayed by my own companions. In the Black Tower, where I fought as my team’s shield, I was stabbed in the back in exchange for a legacy item. My journey ended in blood and disloyalty. But fate granted me the impossible. I woke up ten years in the past, six months before the launch of the game that changed the world. This time, I will not repeat my mistakes. I trained my body to exhaustion. I filled my notebooks with notes, revisited history, and prepared every detail. I am not just a returning player — I am a strategist with ten years of memories seared into me like iron and fire. And when the Tower demanded a choice, I did not hesitate. While everyone else chases easy glory, I bear the burden no one wants. I am the Tank. And this time… I will not stop until I win.

Death is never an option for a cursed soulless wretch. After awakening in the Land of the Soulless, home to five great kingdoms and creatures of legend, a soulless man only knows fighting and death. As a soulless, he will awaken the following morning after death, one brutal gut spilling ordeal after another within the fires of combat. With nothing but his strength, heavy armor, and weapons most men would crumble under, much less wield, he fights his way through one forsaken battle after another. All in the name of reclaiming his memories, defeating Champions of the Gods, gives the soulless tank a little bit of the personality he's been missing. Ye' of no soul may be cursed to die, but for this brute it's a blessing in disguise *TRIGGER WARNING: descriptions of SA and graphic war violence *Updates at least once per day *Heavily inspired by Dark Souls.

Join Merlin as he is thrown into a brand-new world where he is given the purpose of killing so called 'Magic beast' by a mysterious entity that also grants him a system, a system of tanks "Love may conquer all, but a German long 8.8 cm tank gun comes pretty close too!" - Merlin

Ivan was a driver of an M1 Abrams tank in an elite tank unit called "Red Musket." On what was supposed to be their last mission, the tank is struck by a military truck, and suddenly he finds himself in a fantasy medieval world. Miraculously, he retains possession of the tank, but his crew is nowhere to be found. Determined to reunite with his comrades, Ivan embarks on a perilous journey. Along the way, he encounters allies who join him and be his new crew, with Ivan assuming the role of captain. Now faced with the challenge of surviving in this fantasy realm, Ivan relies on his expertise with the M1 Abrams, and overcoming its significant logistical demands. Let's join him on his quest as he battles alien-like monster creatures known as "Cerus" and confronts even the Demon itself. With his modern knowledge and technological prowess, Ivan revolutionizes this new world, using his tank to combat the monstrous threats. Together, let's witness Ivan's journey unfold as he races towards his future and a new home, full speed ahead!

San Francisco’s sky has fallen. It’s December 2025. The San Francisco Gold Rush just lost their superstar running back, Chris "C-Mac" Carter, to a season-ending injury. The team is desperate. The fans are rioting. The season looks dead. In the locker room, Coach Shannon is out of options. He looks at the bench and sees the only body left: Levi. A 23-year-old Asian benchwarmer. The "waterboy." The guy everyone laughs at. But no one knows that Levi just heard a voice in his head. [System Online: The Supreme Tank System.] [Welcome Gift: Indestructible Body (Level 1).] [Passive Effect: 100% Pain Nullification. 10x Bone Density. Damage Reflection.] They called him soft. They called him a joke. But when the league's scariest defender, Nick "The Beast" Boss, tries to tackle Levi in practice... Boss goes flying three meters back with a bruised shoulder. Levi? He didn't even feel it. From a laughingstock to a literal Human Tank. Now, Levi has a simple message for the the league's toughest defenders: “Go ahead. Hit me with everything you’ve got. But don’t forget to call an ambulance for yourself first.” Hey guys! If you like this tyrant style, please leave a review and drop some Power Stones! It helps a lot! Let's conquer the world together!

In a world where magic exists alongside modern technology, Mo Fan discovers he possesses not one, but two powerful elements, defying the norms of the magic world. As he navigates through the challenges of high school and the dangerous life of a mage, Mo Fan must protect his loved ones while mastering his newfound powers. With dark forces rising and deadly monsters lurking, Mo Fan's dual magic may be the only hope to save his city. Tank Mage is a thrilling blend of urban fantasy and magical adventure, where the stakes are high, and the power is unimaginable.

"Greetings, readers. I’m Kai—the guy who’s currently hard-carrying this entire introduction because the author suddenly came down with a severe case of... laziness. ​Now, regarding Yanagisawa Shin—he’s a monstrous prodigy who crawled straight out of the ruthless junkyard of the Dark Zone. Wielding an oppressive red-and-black aura and a razor-sharp lightning affinity, Shin fights like a true assassin: swift, lethal, unpredictable, and downright reckless. ​But the world of Sophion is far vaster and more merciless than that. Brace yourselves, because down the line, the plot is going to explode with the simultaneous appearance of two dual protagonists. Standing on entirely opposing sides of the battlefield, they each represent a faction with its own unyielding ideals. What will happen when these two polar opposites clash? ​Too bad I’m not allowed to drop any more spoilers. Now, if you'll excuse me, I’ve got to go demand my ghostwriting wages from that slacker author!"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"