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
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Zhan Yue
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 507: Four Doors
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1484- Shadow
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1483- Sea of traps
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 14 - An Unexpected Surprise: Acquiring Bloodsoul Tree and Postnatal Breathing Soil
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 457 - The Layout Of The Lower Layer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 751: Tearing Down the Gate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3887: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (Three)
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
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They didn’t attack outright—this was enemy territory, and they were outnumbered. Instead, they grabbed Old Man’s team to retreat, while two positioned themselves as rearguard.
The foreigners wouldn’t let them leave. At least ten launched assaults immediately.
The Youth Army fought back hard.
Xiao Xuan and one other were seven-star evolved; the remaining two, six-star. Against these mostly three-to-five-star fishermen with poor gear, it was a massacre.
In Cloud Peak’s battle manual, they would go all out against their enemies unless special orders were given.
These foreign evolved fishing on thee lakes were basically three to four stars with poor equipment. The gap was huge compared to Xiao Xuan and his group, who had green and blue grade equipment. They were like beggars.
The disparity showed instantly. All four boys killed one opponent each in seconds.
Chaos erupted.
The foreigners screamed curses, attacking wildly—Old Man’s squad included.
Soon, over two hundred surrounded them, with more arriving. The situation looked dire.
Forced
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