Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1543- Legacy
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 782: Double-Hearted To Begin With
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 552: Ruin this Town
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1542- Formation in the valley
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 104.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 781: We Have Returned
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 551: Chun Niang
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1540- Three big news
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 103
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 413: Teammate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 550: Birthday Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538.5- Killing (2)
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 572: Focus (Teaser)
Instantly, Zhang Mingli’s soul fire turned black. His expression shifted. The sea of despair surged at him!
He wanted to retreat, but he noticed with consternation that the room in Gao Ming’s heart was trying to suck him in!
“A trap? Is this Immortal Pharma’s trap? No. Immortal Pharma can’t use the power of the Demon God!” Zhang Mingli decisively cut off one-third of his soul fire and fled.
The divine patterns in the classroom became twisted. The shadows of the Unmentionables faded away. Zhang Mingli fell with a pale face. He was almost eaten by Gao Ming!
Even though he was only 10 percent as strong as he was when he was complete, he had power related to the nightmare and talents inherited from the Unmentionables. A normal tester couldn’t harm him. Before he could calm down, things shifted again. The flame branded with divine patterns lit up the room in Gao Ming’s heart. Various torture devices hung on the walls. A lot of ghosts were locked in the room. The souls yelled. Faceless disciples were praying.
“Is this… a torture room?”
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