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Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
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The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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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
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Chapter 1077: The Decisive Battle (4)
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Chapter 1460.5- Lonely Intercepting Kill (4)
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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
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Chapter 77.2
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Chapter 1460- Lonely Intercepting Kill (3)
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Chapter 382: Identity
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Chapter 490: Three Choices
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Chapter 1076: The Decisive Battle (3)
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Chapter 1459- Lonely Intercepting Kill (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 441 - Antares Isn't All-Knowing
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Chapter 739: The Confused Daoist, the Mad Scholar
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Chapter 77.1
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Chapter 489: Please Call Me Doctor Gao!
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Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1532- Defender (Teaser)
Even relying solely on instinct, Ye Zhongming's blade strike still carried the overwhelming force of a collapsing mountain.
This wasn’t just due to his strength or the grade of his equipment—it was the unshakable confidence of a man surrounded yet utterly unyielding.
Cheng Ou let out a sharp cry, thrusting his palms forward. Two green leaves shimmered on them—not tattoos, for no ink could mimic such lifelike vitality.
The leaves detached, erupting into radiant light before transforming into two-meter-long, tangible shields that interlocked tightly, shielding Cheng Ou behind them.
Ye Zhongming’s blade struck with a shredding, tearing noise.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the leaves—but they held.
“Come at me again!”
Cheng Ou roared, pressing his hands against the back of the leaves. Instantly, the fractures sealed themselves.
“Brother Cheng Ou is the finest defender,” Ah Xiu declared, her face alight with admiration—and something softer. “Even if you were the King of Cloud Peak at full strength, with your eyes intact, you couldn’t breach h
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