Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
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“Master!”
When the current protector felt the blood dripping on his face, he shouted with sadness.
He didn’t know how the former protector, his master, survived. But to him, it was enough that he had the chance to see his Master again.
But his Master used his own life force to make up for the lack of Punishment of the God's energy to stimulate the attacks to fire more quickly.
The current protector knew what the consequences were.
“This is our duty.”
The former protector looked at his heir. After accepting the energy they transmitted, he didn’t use the next Punishment of the Gods. It was as if he could see the Saint Father’s situation; he chose to store energy.
“Master!” The current protector knew what was happening. His Master had taught him all the secrets and techniques of the Posthumous People, including this secret technique.
“This place will collapse. Bring the saint roots and head to the place called Earth. Find it a home, find a home for the Posthumous people!”
His body swelled up several times, and the rate at which the blood
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