Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
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
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 93.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 764: There is a White Tower at the Bottom of the Lake
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 535: Three Gods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 534: Last Seed
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1514- Women wanting to join
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 533: Living Sin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513.5- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1107: Treasury (1)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 40 - Unified Three Purities
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 92.2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3898: The Third Person from the Immortal Feather Sect
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 763: Riding the Tiger
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 532: Ten Percent
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 405: Stairwell
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1512.5- New Saint
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1106: Infiltration
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 39 - Tang Xue
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1594- You are the solution (2) (Teaser)
At Pei Jia's level, he had long since experienced countless life-or-death battles. The moment he was attacked, his body reacted instinctively—dodging, pivoting, and striking in one fluid motion. His massive hand transformed into a blade, slashing toward Red Hair’s grip on her spear.
This reaction alone proved Pei Jia had earned his evolution through sheer combat prowess. Even against Red Hair’s ambush, he countered with precision, blending defense and offense seamlessly.
Red Hair released her grip, evading Pei Jia’s strike, then pushed the spear’s butt with her palm. The weapon’s tip whistled through the air, whipping toward Pei Jia’s head.
Pei Jia kicked off the ground, his body arching backward with unnatural flexibility. The spear tip grazed past his chest, missing by a hair’s breadth.
At the same time, his hands ignited with energy—a skill was coming.
Red Hair reclaimed her spear, her hair—unnoticed until now—lengthening and spreading around her like a living net. In an instant, it lashed out like crimson needles.
Pei Jia’s expres
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