Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Little Three dumbly gazed at the spatial barrier for a while. Finally, it decided to jump in and test it out.
This was an extremely risky decision, for there was no telling what was behind it. It could be some forbidden ground that would kill it the moment it entered. Of course, there was also a chance that it was some land rich in resources. Or there might be nothing at all, only the empty void.
But Little Three didn't think about such things. It was only bored and thought this might be fun.
Thus, Little Three needed very little time to make up its mind. It gathered up all its strength and leaped at the spatial barrier, and in a flash, it found that it had passed through the barrier and appeared in a gloomy space.
The sky was overcast and devoid of sunlight, dust and haze obscuring everything.
At the very end of the sky, a giant river emerged from the air.
It emerged out of the void and descended from the heavens in a majestic waterfall. If one looked closely, one could see countless wailing ghosts within the river, desperately attempting to swim to the shore. The black soil of the shore was covered in white bones and wreathed in black energy. Some of the ghosts were coming ashore here, upon which they blindly wandered around.
Little Three found that it was standing in the river. A ghost swimming along the river flashed its claws and teeth at it. Out of instinct, Little Three used its spatial shift to evade the strike.
Standing on the black soil, it looked at those countless ghosts, and a deep hunger began to dominate its body.
So hungry!
So hungry!
Food was everywhere!
Little Three's eyes began to glow.
But Little Three had clearly forgotten about something here—in the past, it had only dealt with deceased ghosts. Now, it was dealing with ghosts that could strike back, or even kill it.
The dumb Little Three didn't realize this, and its desire for food had it quickly setting its sights on a phantom horse.
It lunged at the phantom horse, and the ho
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Poor Tutu, I wonder if his situation is every going to improve...