Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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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
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Chapter 541: Dream Break Town
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Chapter 1524- Chaos God Box
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 97.1
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Chapter 1523.5- Mist Blossom
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 481 – Must Find A Way To Instakill It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 772.1: I Can't Leave the Divine Mountain, Take a Flower With You - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3902: Tian Changji Perishes (Four)
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Chapter 1523- Mist Blossom
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 409: Thump
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Chapter 540: Level Five Test
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Chapter 1522.5- Boss is here
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 46 - Beast Tamer Pouch
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Chapter 96.2
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Chapter 771: Old Acquaintance
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Chapter 539: Modifications
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Chapter 1522- Boss is here
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Chapter 1521- Air strike
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Chapter 1113: Three Moves
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1612- Factions gathering (Teaser)
"Hey Jack, your big moose is becoming as ordinary as your name."
A voice made Jack, who was feeding his war beast, turn his head with a frown. He saw Adron swaying toward him, his dreadlocks bouncing, followed by a tall, snow-white, mutated moose that strutted proudly through the camp just like its owner.
"You shameless bastard, get the hell away from me!"
Jack cursed and continued feeding his mount. Moose, being one of the few herbivorous lifeforms left in the apocalypse, were picky eaters—only mutated plants above level four could satisfy them.
What Jack held in his hand was a mutated plant called Black Fern Sedge. This particular one was level four; its demon crystal had already been extracted, leaving about five pounds of leaves and stems.
It might seem like a lot, but for a mutated moose weighing over a ton—sometimes close to two—it was barely a drop in the bucket.
Yes, Jack’s mutated moose was starving.
In North America, in Alaska, this wasn’t unusual.
This place was different from the other continents. There were large, discipl
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