Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 391: Letter
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 506: Who is He?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1482- How?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1481.5- Colorful Catapults and Tossed Shaking Cannon
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 13 - Becoming An Outer Disciple
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 456 - What A Shame, But You're One Step Too Late
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 84.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 750: Death-hastening Talisman
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3886: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (Two)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 390: Drawer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 505: Dream Comes True
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1481- Colorful Catapults and Tossed Shaking Cannon
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1087: Giving Up
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 455 - The Strange Verdant Grassland
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1480- Annihilation final form
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 12 - Acquiring A Talisman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 749: If You Say There's a Problem, There's a Problem
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3885: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (One)
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For Cloud Peak, this was a moment of fate—and an agonizingly long one.
Then—
The talisman, mid-flight, dissolved into light, splitting into two strands that pierced Ye Zhongming and the Bear King.
Xia Bai, barely holding on, collapsed. Red Hair closed her eyes. The still-conscious female guard warriors paused, then let out shrieks.
The Bear King, snapping out of confusion, saw Ye Zhongming right before it and lunged to bite.
But then it saw the human raise his sword—not at it, but at himself.
A whisper followed, so soft even the Bear King couldn’t hear it—but the intelligent level-nine lifeform read his lips.
"Goodbye."
Then—
The human severed his own head.
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Ye Zhongming kept rubbing his neck. Honestly, decapitating himself hadn’t been a pleasant experience.
Cloud Peak’s forces were cleaning up the battlefield—mostly the Youth Army, since there wasn’t much to collect. They were mainly tending to the female guards’ wounded. As for the two level-nine corpses, their methods weren’t refined enough to process them, ev
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