Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
In an extremely secretive place, the sky was overcast, dark with flashes of faint red light. Below was a large city with the words “Underground Blood City” above the entrance.
The city had no city walls, just a city tower, making it stand out. Thick fog shrouded the surroundings, enveloping the entire city. Strangely, this fog had seven colors.
Bringing the Bellowing Griever Heavenly Demon, the Black Soul Reaper stopped at Underground Blood City’s entrance, apparently hesitant, not knowing whether to go in or not.
“Number Two, are we there yet? I sense a strange aura that makes my hair stand on end!” the Bellowing Griever Heavenly Demon said with an unsightly expression.
“We’ve arrived. Underground Blood City is right before us,” the Black Soul Reaper said with a frown.
“Are there people more powerful than us here? Why is my heart pounding?” the Bellowing Griever Heavenly Demon asked worriedly.
The Black Soul Reaper shook his head. “More powerful than us? Not necessarily. However, the curses of the Blood Shaman’s line of inheritance might send us to our doom, so we must be careful.”
“Alright. I’ll listen to you. However, isn’t this place too quiet?” the Bellowing Griever Heavenly Demon said after some silence.
There was no one at the city entrance. A sinister wind blew, which felt very eerie.
“Hehehehehe! Who says there’s no one? It has been a long time since outsiders came to Underground Blood City. Only old fiends would be able to come here. I wonder who it is?” An extremely creepy, aged voice rang out.
Suddenly, a disheveled, hunchbacked old man appeared at the entrance of Underground Blood City, leaning on a cane shaped like a snake’s head. A lantern dangled from the snake’s mouth at the top of the cane.
The hunchbacked old man looked grotesque but had a sly smile.
“The two of you have traveled far. Will you report your names?” the hunchbacked old man asked with a sinister smile.
“I’m called—”
“Shut up!” The Bellowing Griever Heavenly Demon was about to speak when the Black Soul Reaper interrupted him.
“Huh?” T
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