Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
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
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1489- Conning Death King Tree
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 512: The Owner
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1488.5- Third level nine?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1093: Return
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1092: Reincarnation (2)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 19 - Zhang Xiao Challenges An Inner Disciple
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 462 - The Lower Layer's Sole City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 754.1: All With Reasons to Kill - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 394: Life
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 511: Show
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1488- Third level nine?
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 461 - Maybe I Can Help
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 85.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1091: Reincarnation (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1487.5- Limitless Aerial Mines and Royal Water Ghost Vine
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 18 - Huang Xiao's New Opportunity
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 753.3: This Official is Unreasonable, What Can You Do? - Part 3
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 510: The Second Night
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After searching for more than half an hour, everyone gathered again, having found nothing.
There were only corpses, no trace of deviant devils. Ye Lin, holding the Concealment Bead, stood on a rooftop observing the surroundings.
"By the way, where are those two brats, Ye Lin and Wu Gang?"
At this moment, the burly man looked at the four people in front of him and asked.
"We don't know either."
"Help!"
Just as everyone was wondering, a loud cry for help came from the distance. Immediately, the five people's expressions changed, and they ran toward the source of the cry.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin leaped from rooftop to rooftop.
In a courtyard, they found Wu Gang—the very person they had just mentioned—now decapitated. His severed head hung in midair, with blood dripping down onto the ground.
Drip, drip, drip.
The sound of dripping blood, coupled with Wu Gang's decapitated body, filled the group with an overwhelming sense of dread.
"Who... who did this?"
The burly man’s face was filled with rage. They had come to subjugate deviant devil, yet t
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