Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 40: The Demon King’s Decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 631: The Word Traitor
Inside the Pentagon, a certain room was in tumult.
“Remember the confidentiality agreement. If anyone dares utter a peep of this, I’ll have them court-martialed!”
The Secretary of Defense sat at the head of the table. He gazed at each and every one of the people in the room with an ice glare.
Hidden beneath his cold demeanor, however, was a profound unease. The corners of his eyebrows throbbed, and a thin layer of cold sweat covered his forehead. Perhaps if a mystic looked into his eyes they would see the confusion and concern that currently plagued him.
“Yes, sir!”
Every person in the room assented immediately. There were many faces, old and young, and each performed a respectful salute upon responding. The faces of the younger officials, however, were tinged with excitement.
In front of the table was a large screen. In modern warfare, soldiers granted critical tasks would often carry cameras along with themselves. These would record and broadcast the real-time events that transpired around them. Not long ago, Secretary Johnson had been called to witness the live broadcast of the expedition into the Amazon forest.
Shivering imperceptibly, he lowered his head once more and looked at the tablet in his hands. He replayed the events that he had seen over and over again. After watching that...thing... decimate the ground force and then proceed to demolish the aerial support, he didn’t quite know what to believe. Laughing bitterly he spoke, “This isn’t a movie, right? Someone, please tell me they’re pulling a prank.”
“Unfortunately sir, it’s exactly as you’ve seen.”
One of his men whispered to him.
“Then you tell me - what the hell is this monster? Why can it breathe fire, and what the hell was that weird thing it shot out of its mouth later?!”
“Sir, I believe that…… is a dragon……”
A younger subordinate replied with caution.
“Yeah I know, genius!! It’s a goddamn dragon. But why the hell is it here, on Earth, and not in some fairy tale?! Next thing you know we’ll be seeing unicorns...”
The secretary once again issued a q
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