Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 252: Even Sect Locations Could Be Auctioned
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 743- Black Solid reappears
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 888 - Flame Dragon God's Exchange
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 742- Finally meeting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 769: Battle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 196 - A Brilliant And Dazzling Explosion
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.10 - Good Sunny Days
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 069: The Utterly Defeated Ji Dihong
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 155: Salt Man
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 251: See It To the End
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 406.2: Traversing a Thousand Mountains Alone - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3718: Supreme Sword Qi
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 071.2: The Various Uses of the All the World’s Evils, Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 30: Caving In
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 250: Kill Him It Is
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 741- Ye Zhongming's item
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 887 - Returning to the Secret Land
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 740- A partnership that would affect the future
Crunch...
The entire room was silent save for the loud snorts and bone crunching. The remaining survivors of the Blood Feast were all rooted to the spot, trembling uncontrollably and not daring to move a muscle.
They had witnessed how that humongous creature crushed the unlucky soul in between its jaws as if it was feasting on a kebab, splattering the entire room in blood during the process.
Those wanting to scream at the top of their lungs to call for help suddenly lost their voice, afraid that it would be their turn to be asked the same question by Wilde before being sent to meet their maker.
Anyone that participated in Blood Feast was no simpleton, neither were they fools.
All of them were rather perceptive and knew that Wilde didn't really care about what they wanted to say. He was simply making an example out of them.
Whether they cried out or not, none of it would make a difference.
What truly mattered was being made into an example to show the consequences of rejecting him.
They had only been momentarily stunned by the grotesque beast and their minds went blank for a moment.
But seeing their compatriot turning into a skewer abruptly brought them to their senses!
This moment of clarity told them just one thing—submit to Wilde!
"I do! I believe! I believe everything that you say!"
The most cowardly of the bunch nodded vigorously, accepting the 'Lord and Savior' he had never heard about and giving Wilde a sheepish smile.
Wilde returned what could be described as a kindly and professional smile before gesturing to him, “Good, come over.”
The fellow that Wilde called over was in ecstasy. Overwhelming relief filled face as he quickly scurried in front of Wilde. “My name is Doyle, a hunter. But from today on, I am a devoted believer of Mr. Lin. Ask me anything and I will definitely complete it for you!"
He had no idea who Mr. Lin was, nor what power and authority he possessed to win over Wilde’s devotion. However, in order to save his skin, he would even be willing to believe in a flying spaghetti monster if asked to!
However, Doy
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