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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
There were thirteen people in the death portrait of the bloodred city. They represented thirteen different choices and futures. As the tragedy approached, these thirteen people would shine brighter. They would only become stronger with time. The perfect example was Situ An. if Gao Ming hadn’t made his move before the tragedy, he couldn’t have pulled Situ An into his heart. The bastard was a heavenly-blessed villain. He had practically no flaws.
“There can only be one owner of the bloodred city and one future…”
As if worried that Gao Ming might be shaken, the God of Flesh and Blood placed his two dyed hands on Gao Ming’s shoulders. The divine patterns spread through Gao Ming. God was willing to share everything with Gao Ming. Warm blood splashed onto Gao Ming’s skin, and the meat fragrance spread. He could feel a power surging through his body. The God of Flesh and Blood only stopped when the mutation was about to be triggered. The survivors living in the tragedy were willing to sacrifice everything to gain power. It was the reverse with Gao Ming. The divine ghost fed him the power, afraid that there might be a misunderstanding between them.
The God of Flesh and Blood shared everything without holding back. Gao Ming could sense the change in his body. Before this, his arms felt like they had been held back by some invisible forces. However, the God of Flesh and Blood had just helped him break through this limitation.
“Was that fate’s shackles on everyone in Han Hai?”
Gong Xi nodded. He pulled back his arms and allowed Gao Ming to feel everything himself.
Two blood vessels materialised inside Gao Ming’s two arms. The crystalline capillaries looked pretty from afar but twisted from up close. They were carved with Situ An and Xia Yang’s names.
“I think I understand why Lu Zang didn’t want to vanquish Situ An’s soul now.” All thirteen people in the death portrait had shattered part of fate’s shackles. Any one of them could be a weapon to fight fate.
The God of Flesh and Blood shared a mind with Gao Ming. He cack
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