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
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 395: Sister
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 513: Ritual
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1491- Advancing instead of retreating
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 20 - Black Gold
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 463 - The Godly General Status Is Quite Useful
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1490- Scram
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 85.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 754.2: All With Reasons to Kill - Part 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1489- Conning Death King Tree
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 512: The Owner
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Chapter 1488.5- Third level nine?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1093: Return
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1092: Reincarnation (2)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 19 - Zhang Xiao Challenges An Inner Disciple
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 462 - The Lower Layer's Sole City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 754.1: All With Reasons to Kill - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 394: Life
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 511: Show
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1590- Weird white threads (Teaser)
On the ice plains, the howling wind and snow made this place increasingly inhospitable to life.
Yet life stubbornly persisted here.
An army trudged through the ice and snow, its long formation stretching hundreds of meters.
What made this an army wasn’t just its numbers—though with over a thousand people, it barely qualified as one—but its equipment.
Not personal gear, but armored vehicles, robots, mechanical devices, and even… aircraft.
From above, just the armored vehicles alone numbered over fifty. These weren’t the traditional armored vehicles of Earth but hyper-technological constructs, evident from their hover-based movement.
While these vehicles still fell within the bounds of human imagination, the other war machines in the procession were entirely products of the wheel or alien races.
Humanoid robots of varying sizes, resembling Transformers, fully mechanical beasts, and grotesque hybrids of machinery and organic tissue.
Beyond these, flying machines were towed by evolvers on sledges through the frozen wasteland.
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