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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 491: Red
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1461- Tian Bing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 442 - No One Has Ever Dared To Fool Me
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1077: The Decisive Battle (4)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460.5- Lonely Intercepting Kill (4)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 740.1: There Aren't a Lot of Truths in This World That Ought to Be - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3882: The Second Medicinal Garden
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460- Lonely Intercepting Kill (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 382: Identity
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 490: Three Choices
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1076: The Decisive Battle (3)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1459- Lonely Intercepting Kill (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 441 - Antares Isn't All-Knowing
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 739: The Confused Daoist, the Mad Scholar
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 489: Please Call Me Doctor Gao!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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The high-tech combat armor exuded an overwhelming sense of suppression just from a single glance.
When the man who called himself Heaven Bing put on his helmet, jets on the back of his elbows, knees, and back lit up, emitting blue flames.
The armor, primarily white and blue, had weapons that clearly surpassed Earth's current technology. For example, pulse cannons on his shoulders could rotate freely, laser gun barrels protruded from his arms, and numerous shooting holes were hidden beneath the dense armor plates on his black protective gloves.
There was also a spirit blade at his waist, its hilt visible but the blade concealed, a helmet screen flashing with various data, and a bizarre, intricately designed giant gun strapped to his back...
In short, this set of equipment was enough to instill a sense of dread in anyone who saw it.
"The earlier attacks were just appetizers. Now, the main event begins."
With the helmet on, the man's voice was processed into a cold, metallic tone, devoid of any warmth.
As he spoke, he raised his hands, a
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