Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Bent woke up from his nightmare. His cold sweat wet the fur blanket that covered him.
He also awakened the girl beside him. She rubbed her eyes and muttered. She didn’t pour water for him like usual, just turning around to fall asleep.
Bent opened his mouth and wanted to scold her, but he didn’t make a sound.
He got off the bone bed and picked up the bone cup to pour the water into his body.
The cold liquid entered his stomach and stabilized his emotions.
Since the massacre seven days ago, Bent was shocked.
He closed his eyes, and all he saw was blood. All he saw when he fell asleep were the gory scenes.
As Dabu’s son, he was destined to be the heir of the tribe, the future leader. He was proud and confident.
But until now, when he recalled how his father’s body was tossed away like used leather, he felt a chill down his spine.
Everything changed that day.
He fled with the survivors. Even to avoid the killing, he changed into other clothes. He tossed aside the pride and honor of his tribe.
In the past, this tribe would end up being called Bent Tribe, but now…
He smiled bitterly. He looked at the half-naked girl on the bed. Even this woman who kneeled before him to serve him in the past didn’t care about him. Those uncles in the tribe definitely wouldn’t let him take over easily.
Posthumous people were a race that cared about strength. His strength wasn’t enough to gain all their respect.
Everything happened because of that conflict.
That weak Ah Tao tribe became so strong. That man that was younger than himself even killed his father!
Bent didn’t understand how these two tribes with a decent relationship would suddenly fight each other. He thought about the tempting Miya. Bent knew that he had no chance to get her. Since that old Ah Tao decided to choose that Male Sa, he had made a choice. The only opportunity to get Miya had disappeared along with that choice.
The prince of the tribe didn’t know what he should do; he was afraid.
There were some sounds from outside. He didn’t want to care. Those u
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