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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.

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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.

regarder l,aventure d'un jeune homme qui se réincarne comme le premier char aux monde et devenir le char pearsonnelle du chef du troisième reich et devenir de plus en plus fort:)

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!