Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 36.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 640.2: It Was Just a Game of Chess - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 348: Crowd
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 269: Meaning
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1218- Wind and Lighting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 964: Ten Thousand Years of Prosperity
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1217.5- Red Hair is here (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.12.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 337 - You Haven't Read Enough
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 35.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 640.1: It Was Just a Game of Chess - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 268: Order
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 347: Selection Begins
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1217- Red Hair is here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1216- Afterlife Pearl
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 336 - Humanoid Boss: Lin Moyu
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 35.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 639.4: Regicide - Part 4
The God of Flesh and Blood had been gazed upon twice by fate already. The wounds on his body could only be healed by the will of the living. The owners of the bloodred cities represented fate. They had arranged the lives of everyone at Han Hai. If one wanted to change one’s fate, one had to break through the shackles through the power of will and become the new blood city owner.
Gao Ming’s path was clear. It was to collect the power of will, change the people’s fate, capture or kill the other city owner candidates and become the new owner. This path was incredibly dangerous but not impossible.
When Gao Ming saw Ah Fang for the first time, the will of the shadow world exploded in the child. It attracted the gazes of many others. Back then, Gao Ming noticed something important. The other twelve city owners were not united. There were different complications between them.
“I have to be careful with each of my future steps. Before I collect enough will, I can’t let the God of Flesh and Blood be wounded again.” Life was not easy for the God of Flesh and Blood since he chose to follow Gao Ming. His life was a cycle between injury and healing.
The headquarters’ upcoming selection and cleansing implied the investigation centre’s admission of the tragedy’s existence. In any case, the encroaching black mist around the city also meant that the tragedy couldn’t be hidden anymore. The tragedy was entering its next second.
To survive, people would do anything. The original order was crumbling.
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Northern Port City, Research Centre Third Floor.
The clock on the wall ticked. Jing Tuoshen stared at the unlocked door silently.
There was a knocking. Before Jing Tuoshen said anything, the office door opened. A bloodied Wan Jie walked in. He was exceptionally calm and serene. A normal person wouldn’t be able to guess what he was thinking. “What era do you live in? Why do you still keep a mechanical clock?”
“I like to hear the needle tick. It gives me a greater understanding of the passage of time.” Jing Tuoshen shut down the
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