Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 412: Actor (Teaser)
Xia Yang reached out to touch the female corpse because she was that captivating to him. However, he only managed to touch his own skin.
“The God of the Future lives in the future. It has not yet been born, but its vessel has already become a flawless creation due to its influence. This is the prettiest body I’ve ever seen. I wish to see her head!” Xia Yang lamented. He saw himself as a simple person. He had a simple goal. He didn’t care about anything else, not even the safety of his own life.
When the tragedy came, the whole city sunk into chaos. Tragedy occurred every day. Be it Gao Ming or Situ An, everyone suffered silently to pursue their own goals. However, Xia Yang was an exception. His life had never been happier.
Looking at the safety door, the wounded Xia Yang started to crawl. He could hear Future crying. He didn’t have even a tinge of desire to harm Future. He tried his best to move towards the door just to see the head of Future’s mother. He wanted a glance at the most perfect corpse and then painted her on himself. Perh
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