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!
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Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1533- Run first (Teaser)
Ye Zhongming hadn’t used this ability in a long time—not because he didn’t want to, but because his equipment's limitations and ever-increasing power meant activating it now required an exorbitant amount of mental energy.
He still wouldn't have used it if he were still wearing his old gauntlets. Depleting his mental reserves while already blinded would’ve been suicidal.
With unknown dangers lurking ahead, recklessly exhausting his mental strength was far from wise.
But now it was different.
The gauntlets on his hands were no longer the blue-grade trash of the past.
He now wore the Dread Gauntlets—a genuine purple-grade piece of equipment.
Against these foes, Ye Zhongming poured a quarter of his mental energy into this single Cloud Slice.
A quarter of his reserves likely surpassed forty times the total mental capacity of most evolved.
The resulting death rays sliced through everything in their path.
Sister Bo was the nearest.
Her hammers had been inches from crushing Ye Zhongming’s skull. She’d even roared in triumph mid-swing.
Then—li
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