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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
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Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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Chapter 360: Order
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Chapter 454: Tunnel
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Chapter 1394- Spatitu Space
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Chapter 1393- Floating Dagger Technique
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Chapter 1392- Passive situation
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Chapter 1391- Betrayal
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Chapter 1390- Fireworks
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Chapter 1389- Both with their ultimate moves
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Chapter 1047: Sovereign Yunhai (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.2 - Late September's Whispers
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Chapter 408 - Only From A Dragon King's Head
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Chapter 711.1: Killed One, Then Another Came - Part 1
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Chapter 453: Meeting My Killer
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Chapter 66.2
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Chapter 1046: Sovereign Yunhai (1)
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Chapter 710: Some Flowers Bloom Only for One Person
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Chapter 359: Ring
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Chapter 452: Two Buses
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1514- Women wanting to join (Teaser)
Just like how Ye Zhongming had killed the ogres, those black shadows were terrifyingly fast.
Ao Cha Sacred Seat had already activated his bloodline—the Torch Demon. His body transformed into something resembling a molten rock monster, his skin turning into charred stone, with no visible bones or organs—only red magma flowing beneath.
His head was the same, with only pitch-black eyes remaining.
The clothes on his body couldn’t withstand the heat and turned to ash, explaining why Ao Cha had only been wearing a gold-tier black cloak.
The Torch Demon bloodline was a burst-type ability. Originally, Ao Cha had planned to use its duration to stall Ye Zhongming while his subordinates looked for an opening to strike.
At first glance, this seemed backward—shouldn’t it be the others stalling while he attacked?
But Ao Cha had no choice. Just from watching how effortlessly Ye Zhongming had killed the seven-star ogres, he knew that aside from himself, none of his men could survive even a single move from the King of Yunding.
His plan was sound, but
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