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
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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