Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 306 - Blowing Things Out Of Proportion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1081- Small trick
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 6: Graduation Ceremony!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 572: Your Highness is Buying a Clay Figurine
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 216: Why Aren’t You Cussing Anymore?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 195: Methods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 273: Treatment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080.5- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 900: All Life (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 305 - Tales About Lin Moyu
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 571: Discussing Business
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 215: On the City Walls
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 194: Guardians
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 272: Wan Jie
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1079- No Yellow Ball
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 899: Heaven and Man in One Body
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 304 - Instakilling The Opponent And Passing The Assessment
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These 20 blood sprites moved. They started moving toward the mountain-like monster. They were slow, and it was as if each step needed a lot of thinking.
“They…” Gan Lan looked and saw that these Blood Sprites were connected to the ground.
Ye Zhongming nodded, “Through roots, the Blood Sprites absorb the energy in the soil and also absorb from the main body bloodline power that Wen Huan provides them. This allows them to have strong combat strength.”
Mei Na asked, “But… They move really slowly. Will they speed up when fighting? Or will they continue like that?”
“Wen Huan can choose.” Ye Zhongming hesitated slightly.
He had only heard of such a bloodline. After all, after ten years in the apocalypse, people will collect information about all jobs and bloodlines. That would prepare them if they faced some in the future.
In the information from his last life, the Plant Master’s blood sprites were split into types. But he was not sure if they were random or controlled.
To him, would it be such a coincidence that since they were facing a ta
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