Litrpg War

A battle between immortals... Hawke Lightseeker leads an expedition to the city of Akila, planning to confront Kaiser Wrecker and his guild. But the Nerf Herders are only one of many threats lurking in the Imperial city. Hawke and his friends soon become embroiled in a conflict with ancient Undead and deceitful Sidhe. And Kaiser has more than a few surprises for his hated enemy. Guild at Wars continues the LitRPG series that began with Twilight Templar.

Clyde Hatchett and the rest of the Skull & Thrones better play their cards right - otherwise their newly formed guild will fall in a war with the Iron Silents, the overpowered immortals fond of spawn-camping and, well, anything that puts them ahead. So much for resting on laurels, huh?

A Goddess is stirring up trouble, and Arthur happens to be the one caught up in the action. After an unfortunate encounter, Arthur is given a second chance in a new world. To his surprise, this new world has mechanics that remind him of role-playing games from Earth. He has been given a simple directive from the Goddess, to help the people of the world and spread her name. He quickly discovers this will not be an easy task. The world has been overrun with bandits, who work for the lords of the land and cause all the denizens to live in abject ruin.

Since the beginning of time, the angelic forces of the High Heavens and the demonic hordes of the Burning Hells have been locked in the eternal conflict for the fate of all creation. That struggle has now spilled over into Sanctuary - the world of men. Determined to win mankind over to their respective causes, the forces of good and evil wage a secret war for mortal souls. This is the tale of the Sin War - the conflict that would forever change the destiny of man.

After pacifying the old Earth underground military base and defeating the Sleem, Tyson Dawes and Silken Sands are flush with new items and morties. But the Dearth Conglomerate has been circling over them in Arizona, and they want his land. Which wouldn't be such a problem if the boss weren't such an incompetent and spoiled child.

As the Lord of a town and a Class Line Progenitor, Kay is becoming a powerhouse. There's one problem, he's also a tier-five vampire. Vampires are brand new to Torotia. His people know he's not a monster, but the Shatterplate Order believes he is their ancient enemy---one of the blood hungry eldritch horrors that have plagued Torotia for centuries. The Crusaders are gathering to hunt him down. How many of them does he have to kill before they realize he’s not a monster?

Dying the first time sucked. Matt's trying to avoid a repeat performance. For Matt, joining Earth's last line of defense was exactly the purpose he needed. Saving the world could be fun—if you don’t mind a little soul-crushing responsibility. But being killed and reincarnated into the battlefield chaos of a 4x game world wasn't what he had in mind. The world map is made out of hexagrams, the units are semi-sentient and his opponents have a head start. As if that wasn't enough, there's no instruction manual for this nightmare.

Struggling to recover from his losses in Kirshtein, Lee is swept back into the fray when a dangerous new Herald sets her sights on him. Hell-bent on reshaping the world in her own image and with her own ideals, she is willing to commit even the most immoral acts in her pursuit of righteousness. At risk of losing everything he has worked so hard to create, Lee has to find a way to defend the weak against a madwoman whose deranged sense of justice has twisted the limits of the game.

Winter has passed, taking with it the hope of peace. The state of Wei deploy an increasing number of cultivators and soldiers, intent on taking over the state of Shen. Caught in between the armies is Wu Ying's village and all those that he cares about. Advised to keep away from the approaching war, Wu Ying will have to decide what is more important - his journey to immortality or the ties to the mortal that he holds onto still. Or perhaps, there is a third way, one that balances both the needs of Heaven and destiny and the karmic ties of the family.

Desperate to save as many people as he can from a horrible fate in the cruel game of the gods, Lee and his small group of friends abandon the relative safety of Satterfield for the great city of Kirshtein. Tensions within the city have reached a breaking point after the arrival of an enemy Herald, and Lee is soon caught up in the struggle for power.

Matt has beaten another enemy Lord, acquired even more towns. He’s establishing a foothold in this crazy afterlife of his, doing battle on multiple fronts and winning. But victory isn’t always guaranteed, there’s always a price to be paid when you face another on the field of battle. For Matt Fang, that time is coming soon. And the only question is will it break him or will he continue to be the shield that humanity requires.

Connor has vanquished The Bad Princess and taken control of Cristallur. But what of the rest of Devon? What of the other four continents? If he stands still, he will surely fall.

The enigmatic and likely certifiably crazy Igor Chaosbane has drawn runes into my frat house’s dungeon. Now that’s out of the way, we can really get to training for the War Mage Games. And don’t think I’ve forgotten about my other training methods. There’s a fetching potions tutor who’s got me wondering just what Infernal magic can do.

War has come to Kairos' doorstep right as his dynasty seems secure. The Poison Emperor Mithridates has launched his conquest of the Sunsea, sowing death and destruction in his path. The vile Romulus feeds on the chaos in the hope of freeing his dreadful master, the wolf-god Lycaon. As his final battle approaches, Kairos gathers his many allies to face his foes once and for all. Two would-be pantheons will now clash to determine which of them will inherit the Olympians' throne. At the apex of the world, there is only enough space for one.

I'm Justin Mauler, student of Mazirian Academy, Creation Mage, and now the new owner of a poltergeist named Barry Chillgrave. Who'd have expected having a deceased buccaneer as your resident dungeon-running poltergeist would lead to trouble? Yeah, it's pretty much a given. And now I’ve discovered that my spell list might be limited. Which means only one thing: I have to find a way to break that limit.

Welcome to Dragon’s Born, the next thrilling installment in the Warlords of the Circle Sea 4X LitRPG series. In Dragon’s Mist, Connor and his knights explored the Land of Devon. They fought great beasts, took on epic quests, and finally built Dragon’s Mist, a city on the edge of a great falls that cuts the land in half.

Jace's old life is gone. Earth is a memory, replaced by a game world where survival itself is a challenge. But even if given a choice, Jace would never go back. He is a Northblood now, descendant of a proud barbarian lineage that once reigned over the chill realm he now calls home.

In Dragon’s Mist, we saw Connor establish his castle. In Dragon’s Born, he secured his land. In Dragon’s Realm, he exterminated a mortal enemy, and in Dragon’s Knight, he took his continent. Now three continents gather to wipe Connor and his knights from the Circle Sea. Can our hero survive their combined might?

There’s a saying… What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and Connor is going from strength to strength! He’s finally got his borders secure by taking Portsmouth. Not only that, but he’s conquered the adjacent land of Certaindeath and defeated Lord Zerg Zerg to take Zergatory. Things are looking up for our favorite warlord, and he’s rightly pleased with himself.

The Army of Earth is being sent on its first tour of duty. Its 50,000 proud and valiant troopers are the best of the best, full of hope for brilliant victories and spoils of war that can help Earth's humanity along in its development. There's just one little problem, though. The operation's Geckho commanders view their human vassals as mere cannon fodder, good only for plugging up holes in their defensive line and shipping out to the space war's most punishing hotspots where the chance of surviving is practically nil.