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!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
More than a thousand years ago, Taranthan was a renowned battleground in the continent of Navalon where the armies of the eastern and western nations clashed. Lots of blood was shed, and many lives were sacrificed in the dense force and marshes, leaving behind countless remains.
After many years, the wars had long passed, and Taranthan transformed from a fiercely contested territory into a lawless wasteland. However, the old transportation routes that were once established by the nations for deploying troops and transporting supplies still bore faint traces.
The dirt roads that once witnessed the passage of great armies were now completely covered by overgrown grass and, in some places, had become part of the surrounding jungle. Nevertheless, they were still passable, at least for the cargo tricycles.
On this windless night, the land beneath the dark sky was shrouded in a thin veil of mist. The air was filled with the delicate chirping of insects and the distant roar of beasts. Predatory birds lurked in the shadows of hazy trees, while snakes and bugs rustled through the dense vegetation.
Accompanied by a pleasant jingling, the sight of a zombie clad in tattered armor, with a sword at its waist, pedaling a cargo tricycle laden with supplies, emerged amid the tall grass of the wilderness.
Not far behind the zombie, hundreds of skeletons either jogged alongside or rode on similar tricycles, also loaded with cargo, forming a long procession.
At the beginning of their journey, the players, who were amazed by the exquisitely crafted world outside the town, reminiscent of a romantic adventure in a wild landscape, fell into a profound silence.
"I have a… ominous feeling," murmured Tang Jia, mechanically pedaling at the front of the procession along with the rest of Unceasing Entropy's small team. "With the sh*tty nature of this game, I suspect that this 'expedition team' might truly be embarking on a real expedition."
"You don't say," said Jia Luo in frustration as she jogged alongside Tang Jia. "We've been out fo
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