Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Seven consecutive attacks that could cover a hundred square meters each charged into the building, causing it to tremble. The glass on the other floors shattered and fell, splattering on the ground.
You couldn’t see Meng Ao anymore. The area before the window even collapsed slightly.
Ye Zhongming took a look and kept the explosive mechanic. He charged with the team. Without Meng Ao’s disturbance, the team needed just a minute to get to that floor.
He believed that the people there wouldn’t run.
At this moment, Hongkan Freedom Army’s middle management was hit by those attacks and was in a bad state.
⅕ of the 500 people laid on the ground. Half of those turned into scorched corpses. No more than 20 of the rest were still alive.
Although the others were still standing, many of their hair were standing, and their uniforms were in a mess. Many people held a part of their bodies, and their faces were in pain.
Meng Ao retreated to the middle of the meeting room. Before him, only corpses were left.
He slowly took off the damaged gloves and pr
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