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
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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)
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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
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
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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
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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 1554.5- Deep into the controlled region (Teaser)
"Why is this happening?"
Old An couldn’t understand why the mutated lifeforms seemed to have gone mad. They had attacked before, but never in such numbers. Even in past instances where they had coordinated assaults on multiple passages, there had never been so many high-level leaders among them.
Humans treated this place as hunting grounds—but so did the mutated lifeforms.
They wouldn’t recklessly destroy it.
"No idea," Yan Shuangfei shrugged. She wasn’t interested in why the mutated lifeforms had come—she was happy as long as there was a fight. "But the level eights have pulled back. Maybe they just decided to come get a meal together?"
Standing at the top of the slope, Old An gazed across Blood Street. He could vaguely see movement through the scattered ruins and debris—more mutated lifeforms than usual. It should have been normal, but for some reason, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this was the prelude to some unknown conspiracy against Black Dragon City’s humans.
"Where’s Mr. Ye?" Old An suddenly asked.
"Mr. Ye?" Hai Dayu and
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