Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Zhan Yue
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 79.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1078: The Decisive Battle (5)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1464.5- Double attack
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.06.2 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 445 - You Won't Let Me Leave? Then I'll Fight You!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 741.1: Three Thousand Storeys - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 384: Warning
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 493: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1464- Double attack
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1463.5- Moon Saint Armor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 444 - A Big Guy Suddenly Appears
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 740.3: There Aren't a Lot of Truths in This World That Ought to Be - Part 3
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 383: Sister Qing
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 492: Communication Through Time
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1463- Moon Saint Armor
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1462- Comparing equipment?
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 443 - The Lower Layer
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 78
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Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 407 - A Corpse Who Blackfaces (Teaser)
They looked upon the body of the Sect Master of Golden Lion Gate, Huang Jianyu.
At the same time, a chilling laughter rang out within the formation.
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Long Di was surprised to see the Sect Master standing once more.
He still wore his Sect Master robes from before, but they were in tatters and also dried out, as if they succumbed to the ravages of time.
Not only that, but his body was also completely black as if the devil splashed ink all over it. There was a dull sheen to the colour as well.
It gave one the impression that it was impregnable somehow, that it couldn’t be breached. What was even more jarring was that all the wounds he suffered at Long Di’s hands were still there.
Even more surprising than this was that there was more. Large garish cracks covered the entirety of the body as if it was on the verge of breaking down.
Yet, despite all this, what really caused cold sweat to wash the backs of all the experts here, was that there were no spiritual fluctuations nor life energy to be felt.
This was a corpse!
“Hey, did you know
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