Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1033: Void Stone
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1357- So few people?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 694: He Has Always Been a Good Person
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 434: Hostages
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1356- Mixed Blood
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1032: Prolonged Battle
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1355.5- Not here so I will snatch (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 394 - The Fruit That Enhances Perception
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 62.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 693.2: Idiots, All Idiots - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3871: Thoughts
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 348: Fate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 433: Enemies and Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1355- Not here so I will snatch
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1031: Whiteface
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1354- Then we can only fight (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 393 - Could The Ancestral Land Contain The Life Core?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3870: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Investigation
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People in Scarbi City never thought there would be a day when they would fall from the city their ancestors had lived into the ground in Heima Valley.
This was also a freefall.
This method caused most people in the city to lose their lives.
Even if they didn’t die from the height, they wouldn’t be able to escape from the buildings falling from above. Instantly, the city turned into one of death.
Only those stronger and lucky ones survived this calamity.
But the number… In a city with millions, only 1-2% could survive.
Even if you were lucky not to die, each of them was injured.
Many people couldn’t move. Compared to those who were meatpaste, most of them could only breathe.
In the ruins, the bricks burst open, and the head jumped. He shouted randomly.
He was about to go crazy.
He was high above previously and controlled the life and death of the entire city. But he wasn’t an emperor. He was just the Scarbi City spokesperson.
With this city, he would be a leader in Freedom Territory. Without the city, he was nothing.
Maybe some committ
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