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The Clone Wars rage across Naboo, tearing the Galactic Republic apart. The Jedi Knights lead the Clone Army in a desperate struggle against the Separatists' endless droid legions. But everything changes when a wild card enters the battlefield—the Avengers, accidentally transported to Naboo through a mysterious Hydra base experiment gone wrong. Their unexpected arrival shifts the tide of war and sets off a chain reaction across the stars. From this moment forward, more dangerous, more sinister threats emerge—ones neither the Jedi nor the Sith could have foreseen. The Galactic Republic, the Separatists, the Federation of Independent Systems, the Rebel Alliance, even the Sith themselves—all will face unforeseen changes as the Avengers alter the fate of the galaxy... and perhaps the entire universe. This is a finish translation and edit of Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy 漫威穿越星战，全员进击银河系 Author: 吧懂 More chapter and Early Access Available at : Patreon.com/goldengaruda

The story of how a Crafter landed up in the world of Arknight (Steve with Mods on Arknight)

Steven is a total newbie who just got isekai’d into the world of Terra. But before all this, he spent years surviving in the blocky world of Minecraft, living the slow and cautious life of a seasoned Minecrafter. Thanks to that history, he almost got forcefully ejected by Terra’s world will the moment he arrived— “Don’t just toss me back to the world where even the sun is a square!” In order to survive in this world—where at least the girls have pointy faces instead of square ones—Steven has no choice but to dive into one chaotic event after another, all to raise something called his "World Acknowledgement Point" and earn his stay. This includes, but is not limited to: Fighting infected; Fighting the Church of the Deep; Fighting eldritch horrors from the sea; And, of course… Fending off suspiciously grateful girls with very ungrateful intentions. . . . . . . . . . Gladiia: “Steven, why do you always get yourself involved in those troublesome land-dweller affairs? I find it… intriguing.” Steven: “Hey, it's about the experience, you know?” Gladiia: “Then why are you always the one who ends up solving everything?” Steven: “Well, I’m already here, right? May as well go all in…”

The year is 4 years before the New Era. Less than five years remain until the descent of the "Great Tomb of Nazarick." Tang Zheng sat by the roadside, gnawing on a piece of black rye hard bread, his eyes filled with bewilderment, even a hint of despair. He had transmigrated into the world of Overlord. Well, that wasn't the problem, but the problem was that he had transmigrated directly into a different world. Thinking about the Great Tomb's actions to destroy various countries four years later, Tang Zheng shivered. The future seemed to offer only two choices: either be killed by the aftershocks, or survive by chance and become a citizen of the Sorcerer Kingdom. Or perhaps... Tang Zheng looked at the panel that appeared before his eyes—Innate Ability: 「Player」 —Since everyone is a player, why should I be afraid of you!

Year 4 of the New Calendar. There were less than five years left before the descent of the “Great Tomb of Nazarick.” Tang Zheng sat by the roadside, gnawing on a piece of hard rye bread. His eyes were filled with confusion — even a hint of despair. He had transmigrated into the world of *Overlord*. Well, that wasn’t the issue. The issue was that he had been transported *directly* into the new world. When he thought about how, four years later, the Great Tomb would destroy entire nations, Tang Zheng shivered. It seemed the future offered only two options: either be killed in the aftermath, or survive by sheer luck and become a citizen of the Sorcerous Kingdom. Or perhaps... Tang Zheng looked at the panel that appeared before his eyes — **Innate Ability: \[Player]** — "Since we’re all players, why the hell should I be afraid of you?!" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can view the first 100 chapters for free on my p@atren. Since I can not upload many chapters at once or it will be blocked, I will upload 3 chapters daily. The entire novel is finished on my p@treon with 400chapter , [email protected]/mr_soolhoaf discord:https://discord.gg/XXJY4zU7sF  my website for free advance 80+chapters: soollhooaf.com/novels ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators.

In the year 4 Before the New Calendar, just four years before the arrival of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Lyle finds himself sitting by the roadside, gnawing on a piece of coarse black rye bread. His gaze is hollow, tinged with despair—he has been transported to the world of Overlord. The prospect of facing the devastating events to come chills him to the bone. In just a few years, the Great Tomb will unleash its might, razing nations and reshaping the world. Lyle foresees two grim paths ahead: perishing in the cataclysmic aftermath or surviving to live under the rule of the Sorcerer Kingdom. But as hopelessness threatens to consume him, a unique panel materializes before his eyes: Innate Ability: "Player". Armed with the same advantage as the feared entities of Nazarick, Lyle resolves to carve his destiny. If they're all players in this grand game, why should he cower before them? The race against time begins as he seeks to grow stronger, navigate the treacherous world, and defy the fate that looms ever closer.

Four years before the New Calendar. Less than five years remained before the descent of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. Sakeer sat by the roadside, gnawing on a chunk of coarse rye bread. His eyes were clouded with confusion—perhaps even a trace of despair. He had crossed into another world. Not just any world, but the world ruled by the King of the Undead. That alone wasn’t the issue. The problem was where he had landed. In four years’ time, Nazarick would rise, sweeping aside kingdoms as if they were nothing. When Sakeer thought about that inevitable march of destruction, his body shivered. Two futures seemed certain: —to be crushed in the crossfire, or —to survive as a subject of the Sorcerer King’s Magic Kingdom. Or perhaps… something else. Sakeer’s gaze fell to the translucent panel floating before him. Innate Ability: [Player]. A slow, determined smile crept across his face. “Since everyone here is just a piece on the board… why can’t I be the one moving the pieces—and the player itself?” ----- #No-Harem #Controller #BehindtheScenes #Schemes #OVERLORD

Transcending the Marvel world, becoming a HYDRA researcher, about to be silenced. Obtaining an incredible scientific research ability, capable of comprehending and understanding all knowledge and truth. At the beginning, developing a super soldier serum, turning the tables and breaking out of the research facility! But this is just the beginning. Wolverine's terrifying self-healing factor? Wolverine, hold on, I'm going to dissect you! Bitten by Gwen's spider? Bring it on! Power surging, strength of a hundred tons, they call me the little Hulk! These are all methods of self-preservation. Next, comes the main point. From different super-powered individuals, copying their abilities and organically integrating them into myself. Superman's bio-field? Invisible Woman's invisibility field, give it to me! Maxed out, and also Flight Ability! Super strength? Hulk, don't go! Steel body? Heat vision? Absorbing the sun to become stronger? I have those too! In the name of technology, I will let the god among mortals - Silver Great Super - be reborn in the Marvel world!

Please note that this will be a very slow pace fic, you have been warned --- Four years before the New Calendar. Fewer than five years remained until the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick would descend upon this world. Ethan sat by the side of the road, chewing a piece of rye bread. Confusion and a hint of despair filled his eyes. He had crossed over into the world of the Undead King. That alone was not the problem. The real issue was that he had arrived in this new world far too early. When he thought about the destruction the Great Tomb would bring to the surrounding nations in four years, Ethan shuddered. It seemed he had only two possible futures: to perish in the aftermath, or to survive by some miracle and become a citizen of the Sorcerer Kingdom. Or... Ethan looked at the panel that appeared before him. Job Class: Player Since we are all players, why should I be afraid of you!

Xu Mo reincarnated into the Marvel Universe. Twenty years later, the long-awaited system finally arrived—but with a twist: it would only activate once he got married. The stronger or more talented the partner, the greater the level of treasures contained within the beginner’s gift pack. Without hesitation, Xu Mo set his sights on the pinnacle of this world’s power—Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch. The moment their bond was sealed, the system’s voice echoed in his mind: “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Black God Suit!” “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Sky Shuttle!” “Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Chaos Gold Wings!” The Avengers’ reactions were anything but calm: Bruce Banner: “The last time Hulk fought him, it left scars—not on his body, but on his psyche. Hulk doesn’t even want a rematch!” Tony Stark (Iron Man): “You’ve got to be kidding me. Not only is his armor flashier than mine, it’s also tougher. Unbelievable.” Steve Rogers (Captain America): “I can go toe-to-toe with him all day… but let’s be real, I’m still the one eating dirt.” Nick Fury: “Why is it that whenever he shows up, it’s me—a one-eyed, middle-aged man—who gets targeted first? Somebody explain that to me!”