Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Chapter 169: Black Underworld
Bai Yi looked at this heavy black longsword and really felt strange in his heart. Melvin hadn’t finished it sooner or later, but precisely at this kind of time. Of course, this so-called ‘born of fate’ wouldn’t really be some product of divine providence; many times, such a thing was just a coincidence. However, the fact that this sword appeared at this time really seemed like it was born of fate, and it almost particularly had to be, given such a deep shade of black as well.
“Black...!” Bai Yi wanted to say something, but at this moment, a ‘kacha!’ sound came from the shortsword that Momo held in her hands as it suddenly broke.
Everyone immediately stared at Bai Yi, Momo, and that black longsword in his hand.
It can’t be!
This was really too coincidental! Momo’s shortsword had been acquired from the research facility, and it was known to be a weapon made of special metal alloys. How could it break at such a time so coincidentally? No matter what others might think, at least all the people who were there right then immediately had the subconscious thought that this longsword was something heaven had prepared for Momo, although the length of it didn’t seem to suit her.
Even Momo stared at her own shortsword dumbly. This was a sword that had accompanied her for more than two years!
Born of fate!
Even Bai Yi had this thought at that moment, and he passed the black longsword into Momo’s hands. Momo blankly received it from him. Although the sword was quite heavy, it wasn’t a problem with Momo’s current strength. The moment she grabbed hold of the sword, a few Spirit Devouring Butterflies flew out from her wrists and danced around the blade. Gradually, mist started to rise from the surface of the sword, and in the end, it looked like a slow burning flame.
Momo immediately looked at Bai Yi. “Daddy, my special energy is flowing toward the sword by itself.”
“Does it affect you?”
“No, but it feels much easier to use it,” Momo said seriously.
In Wellington, Momo’s special energy and the Spirit Devouring But
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