Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
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
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1543- Legacy
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 782: Double-Hearted To Begin With
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 552: Ruin this Town
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1542- Formation in the valley
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 104.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 781: We Have Returned
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 551: Chun Niang
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1540- Three big news
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 103
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 413: Teammate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 550: Birthday Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538.5- Killing (2)
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1635- Explosive (Teaser)
Ahan's entire body was drenched in sweat, but this wasn't ordinary sweat. It was the manifestation of his unleashed potential.
His job destined him to rely entirely on the viruses he cultivated.
In the past, before his job leveled up, he had been nothing more than a meat shield. In every battle or hunt, he had to charge at the front, absorbing the enemy’s firepower and attacks.
This had gone on for years.
If not for sheer luck, he would have died long ago.
The Virus Carrier job was unique and eerie, but before its upgrade, when he only possessed Explosive Fungus and Armored Scale, neither he nor his job had been highly regarded.
Every team wanted him. Yet no team truly treated him as human.
They called him a vanguard, a tank, a spearhead, a blade… but in truth, he was just cannon fodder.
As the storm of thorny vines lashed around him, Ahan’s mind flashed back to the early days of the apocalypse, when he had tiptoed on the edge of life and death, surviving by sheer luck.
His eyes turned bloodshot.
After acquiring the Life-Devouring Tad
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