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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 539: Modifications
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1522- Boss is here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1521- Air strike
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1113: Three Moves
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1112: The True Meaning of the Dao
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 45 - The Ruthless Lin Zisheng
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 480 - This Should Be A Forbidden Zone
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 96.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 770: Divine Daughter
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 408: Don't Turn Back
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 538: Access
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1520- Huge battle in the wilderness
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1111: Void Whale
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1519.5- Huge battle on the wilderness
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 479 - Even God-Level Powerhouses Can’t Endure Like I Can
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 95.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 769: Some People Are Merely a Drop in the Ocean
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 537: Search for Someone
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Getting to Neverwinter required first entering the underground, and without Huangfu Meng leading the way, Tang Jie would have never guessed at what that entrance would be.
It was a hole full of turbid water, animal feces floating on the surface. The entire thing stank like a cesspit.
Standing at the edge of the pit, Tang Jie frowned. "This is the passage to the underground."
Huangfu Meng nodded. "There's a formation down below that can teleport us to the underground. It's been there for ages. The pool is made from Severspirit Stone, which cuts off all ripples of spiritual energy, and the odor makes fiend beasts unwilling to investigate this place. This is the only way to avoid their sharp sense of smell… they are very sensitive to the scent of humans."
"What of the food?" Tang Jie asked.
He noticed that Huangfu Meng didn't have a Mustard Seed Bag.
"I just drag them in," Huangfu Meng answered. "It's fine if it's dirty… the starving don't care about such things."
She turned to look at the fiend corpses.
Twelve fiend corpses would be qui
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