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
In the ancient desert city, Girunini and Calidora were seated on a terrace, enjoying shaved ice. Unwittingly, they had been staying in this city for a week already.
Initially, they planned to explore the city to find a direction out of the desert, but under Myza's hospital care, their stay was prolonged.
It wasn't that they weren't anxious to leave; it was just that such matters couldn't be rushed. After wandering in the desert for two months, they were both physically and mentally exhausted. It was way too easy to lose track of time after finally finding a place to rest and enjoy some shaved ice.
If it weren't for Calidora's constant thoughts of Mervant and their companions, she felt that she could, like the others who had chanced upon this place, be content to stay for a lifetime, never wanting to venture into the desert again.
As for Girunini…
Well, in a sense, the two were rather similar. But compared to the skeletal creatures that only appeared during a blood moon, these orange capes were more troublesome.
Girunini wasn't a capricious person, that Calidora knew. If one day, Calidora told her to leave, she would follow without a single complaint.
But if Calidora never said so…
She would just be like this, contentedly having her shaved ice and would probably not speak up regardless of how many days passed.
This was trust and understanding, but at the same time, it was also pressure.
Gazing up at the sky, Calidora sighed.
Then, she suddenly felt that something amiss.
"Strange, where is the moon tonight," Calidora wondered.
"Moon?" Girunini craned her neck, then looked all around before exclaiming, "Eh? Really, where did the moon go? There aren't even any clouds in the sky!"
"Strange… Speaking of which, have we seen it at all these few days?" Calidora said, rubbing her temples. " I haven't been paying attention and can't remember."
"Uhh… That's quite coincidental," Girunini mused. "I haven't been paying attention either."
Calidora stroked her chin, recalling the strange barrier she had sensed withi
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