MTL - Cannon Fodder Counterattack Investigation System - Chapter 26

His muscles screamed, his body begged for rest, his mind ordered him to stop. But Bakugo couldn't. Not while Izuku hadn't arrived. So, he pushed forward. Every explosion, every strike, every movement was pure determination, a reflection of his unwavering will to win.For a moment, he felt beyond himself. Fast. Precise. Almost invincible.And then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The battlefield vanished, and the pain ceased.It was in that moment that Katsuki Bakugo understood... he had died.Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, images or songs featured in this fic. Additionally, I do not claim ownership of any products or properties mentioned in this novel. This work is entirely fanfic.

Within the dream of the dreamer, the one who was dreamed of awoke.

Upon waking up, Lu Qi turned into a tentacle monster.
As a tentacle monster, Lu Qi was not satisfied with using the tentacles to stun the elves, horsewoman, and magical girls. He wanted to learn the evil gods and make some big news in the multiverse.

“The abyss race never adapts to the environment, anyway, the environment will adapt to us sooner or later, and the same is true of Azeroth.”
“Humans, don’t play the tech tree anymore, you should add your points to” Spirit Vision “and” Mad Men’s Knowledge ”

“The inclusion of Godzilla, Quitola, Mozilla, and Ultraman in the” Luxury Lunch of the King’s Plan “is a matter of very little moral quality. Everyone has a responsibility to care for rare species.”
“Now take the initiative to blast your own worldview, we will give you a Saya sauce for free”

“Don’t worry about losing the SAN value, you can add a crazy attribute to be negative.”
“I decided to learn from the predecessors first and set myself a small goal, such as conquering the 6 billion carbon-based monkeys on this planet …”

- Description from Uukanshu

“When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait.”In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes.Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers.But in the far Westfjords, something stirs.Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name.He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith.From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon.But all will know his name.and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.