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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 769: Some People Are Merely a Drop in the Ocean
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 537: Search for Someone
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1519- Huge battle on the wilderness
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 44 - Huang Ruyan
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1110: Battle Against a Nether God (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1518.5- Huge battle on the wilderness
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 478 – Law Power
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 95.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 768: Paving the Way, Building the Bridge
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 407: Red Dress
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 536: Look at You
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1518- Huge battle on the wilderness
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 43 – Secrets Of The Foundation Establishment Realm
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1109: Battle Against a Nether God (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1517.5- What trap is this?
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 477 - Impossible To Pass Through
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 94.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 767: A Sword Immortal Came Before
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"Big White!"
The words tore from Xiao Min's throat in anguish.
She had grown accustomed to calling her battle beast by this name, popular in the peaceful era—before she had endured unbearable suffering, before she had been subjected to inhuman treatment. Now, like the other warriors of the Female Guards, Xiao Min trusted only her battle beast and her sisters-in-arms.
Ye Zhongming was the one they pledged loyalty to.
Now, the battle beast that had accompanied her for countless days and nights was burning before her eyes. Even so, the great red-and-white-maned lion charged toward the enemy.
But the blue fire-rain was too terrifying. The moment the droplets touched Red-White Simba, they corroded its body, leaving gaping holes. As the lion surged forward, the horrific flames gradually reduced it to bones, then to ash.
The final mournful cry struck Xiao Min’s heart like a hammer. Since the day she had watched her little brother die before her, this was the most agonizing moment of her life.
The Three-Headed Spirit Bird sang with all three
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