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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 294: New City
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 216: Do You Feel Uncomfortable?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1118- Space exception
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 302: Gaze (Teaser)
The building blocks collapsed around Ah Fang. The haunted houses were pulled up from the ground. Ah Fang used the haunted houses to build his own death realm as if he were playing with toys.
The tiny body emitted a completely unfamiliar sound. The spreading shadow of the world wanted to tear him apart. Just as everything was about to spiral out of control, inside the endless darkness, twelve pairs of red eyes slowly opened. They turned to where Ah Fang was.
The bloodred cities stood in the black mist. Gao Ming and Ah Fang stood where the 13th city was. As a peal of mad laughter rang out, the will of the dead world was affected. The other eleven gazes moved.
The world consciousness that wanted to tear Ah Fang apart instantly pulled back. It crawled back into Ah Fang’s body like it was afraid of being discovered. The cap of the pyjamas fell down and covered Ah Fang’s face. Ah Fang’s expression was different from before. He did not look like a child but more like an old man who was half-dead. His face was covered in fear. He raised hi
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