Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 161: Asumu
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1021- White Jade Centaur
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 879: Nearby Horizon
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 279 - If It Happens Again, You'll Lose That Eye Of Yours
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 661 - Reaping What One Has Sown
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3796: The Materials Gathered
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 192: Inevitable Downfall
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1020- So that was the case
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 240: Relationship
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1019- Afterlife Clip
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 160: Revenge
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 878: Hourglass
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 278 - Protect Lin Moyu!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 660 - The Fall of the City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
The last step of the ritual was completed. Of the four shapes, three of them had melted into the blood pool a long time ago. Only the Living Shape was harder to come back. The Living Shape had to retain their humanity and not be affected by the meat in the building. Of the entire building, only Gong Xi’s grandmother fit this requirement. The reason she was spared until then was probably she was the last sacrifice for the God of Flesh and Blood. Of course, Gong Xi didn’t know this. He thought that his grandmother was his secret.
Gong Xi, with the mutated mouth, dived into the pool to save his grandmother. Uncle Wu looked at Gong Xi with pity and then climbed towards the heart of God above the figurine. When was Uncle Wu replaced? Maybe it was several hours ago, or maybe it was decades ago. The figurine didn’t resist Uncle Wu. With each of his steps, he assimilated better with the figurine. When he picked down the heart, he would have fully joined with the figurine.
Xuan Wen and Situ An’s soul were fast, but they were still too slow. Uncle Wu had predicted this result. The God of Flesh and Blood knew everyone in the building, but there was a loophole in his calculation.
“Brother Zhao, grab him!” The twisted arm grabbed Uncle Wu’s ankle. Zhao Xi’s head slowly raised. He could barely hold his body together.
“Let go!” Uncle Wu kicked Zhao Xi, but Zhao Xi’s body started to envelop Uncle Wu.
“What is this thing?” Uncle Wu took out a talisman and tossed it on Zhao Xi. The talisman contained the pictures of the victim. They lit up as they touched Zhao Xi’s body.
As the two fought, Situ An’s soul rapidly approached. The soul with two faces opened its mouth to bite at the translucent heart.
“Get lost!” Xuan Wen shouted aggressively. Broken faces flashed in her eyes. The emotions of strangers evoked the shadow. Xuan Wen used her blood to weave a shadowy web. Xuan Wen could control the shadow. This was the power given to her by the shadow world, but the more she used it, the
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