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
The latter half of the dynamic storyline quest, which involved escorting the Camore civilians back to Exile Town, was released. As soon as this long-duration task was announced, players, who were busy farming monsters in the swamp, collecting materials in the area, or engaging in heated PK battles over the ownership of monster slaying rights, immediately ceased their activities and hurriedly returned to the base to gather.
It was close to noon in the game, but back on Earth, it was only six in the morning. This was a lull online period, and many players had just logged out after an all-nighter, while day players hadn't even logged in yet.
Therefore, the Holy Legion soldiers, who had packed their stuff and arrived early outside the base, were surprised to find that the number of undead was less than half of what it had been the previous day.
Andres, riding his steed, couldn't help but observe the bustling undead about the platform in the center of the base. He turned to Lowell and whispered, "It seems that their numbers have decreased significantly from fighting monsters."
Lowell nodded in agreement.
Skeletons were the weakest among undead creatures, and they could be eradicated completely by either destroying them or using the banishment spell to send them back to the Dimensional Realm.
Monsters in Taranthan had multiplied for over a thousand years, and powerful demonized creatures were everywhere. The fragile skeletons, despite being united and intelligent, would undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties while fighting these monsters.
Andres sighed and glanced back at the noisy undead with a complex look on his face.
A void incursion caused by an unstable spatial rift was a calamity second only to the resurgence of elder gods.
No one could predict what an unstable spatial rift appearing randomly in a certain location would bring—it could range from the diffusion of demonic energy corrupting the land and contaminating creatures to an invasion of void demons sacking villages and turning fertile land into desolate
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