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
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Chapter 491: Red
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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
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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!
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Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1529- Forceful killing (Teaser)
Ye Zhongming's back bristled with goosebumps as his body twisted unnaturally into a backward flip, his weapons sweeping behind him in the same motion.
He could no longer afford to finish off the Twin Demons.
A tremendous force reverberated through his blades, while shadows surged toward him from all sides.
Ye Zhongming planted his weapon against the ground, propelling himself backward toward the Twin Demons’ position. Simultaneously, he hurled several objects around himself—they detonated the instant they left his hand. The blast wave sent him skidding another few meters away.
There was no deafening explosion at the epicenter—only a ripple of energy and faint wisps of smoke.
Landing in a crouch, Ye Zhongming wiped his cheek with the back of his sword hand, leaving a smear of blood.
Only now did he see what had attacked him.
The Heaven Speech Demon Vine!
He had never witnessed this mutated plant’s combat methods before—now he’d experienced them firsthand.
At least a hundred black, needle-thin vines were retracting, each tipped with a t
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