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!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3852: The Scholar Capital Master
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 293: Chance
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 372: Who is the Bait?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1265- Back to level eight
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 44.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 984: A Pretext for War
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1264- Red Dragon flame
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 356 - A Godly General Must Not Be Insulted
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 657: The Word Human
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 292: Got him
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 371: Curses and Talents
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1263- Golden Zombie
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 983: Blueheart Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1262- Sacrifice, Xia Bai
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 656: Unexpected Changes in the Temple
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 291: Choices
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 370: Gao Ming's New Death Portrait?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3851: Destroying the Formation with the Energy-devouring Furnace
In Rolle Resource Development’s newly constructed mall, Tulip Bookstore.
This newly renovated shop was still a little messy. There was a stack of discarded materials by the entrance and boxes full of secondhand books behind the door.
There weren’t many valuable items in the bookstore as it had just been relocated. Most of the more valuable books were locked away in the cabinet.
As such, Theodore, who had just left, wouldn't have expected a red-eyed pigeon to fly into his bookstore and transform into a person after ‘cooing’ twice.
And from the shadow beneath the pigeon’s feet surfaced a shadowy figure that subsequently transformed into a person as well.
One of the duo was wearing a hooded gray robe. He had grizzled white hair and a vicious-looking face. In his hands was a short, golden scepter with a wolf head tip.
The other person was clad in a tight-fitting black shirt, with his face concealed in the darkness. His wrists and ankles were bandaged, and he wielded a set of golden, razor-sharp claws in his hands. Hanging on his shoulder straps was a row of daggers, while there were three black swords attached to his belt.
If there were any personnel from the Truth Union present here, these two would have been immediately recognized as criminal transcendent beings and notorious mercenaries that were on the top of the bounty list.
The former Wallis, a Pandemonium-ranked druid from the Sapir clan that used the wolf as their totem. He was skilled in summoning and shapeshifting magic.
The latter, who had an ill reputation as “Shadow Assassin,” was Louie. He was adept at stealth and had once assassinated a Destructive-rank.
Wallis scanned through the boxes of books. “It’s not here. Looks like we are late.”
Louie didn’t respond and instead headed to an opened box at the side and stared at the traces that it had been rummaged through.
Wallis walked over and raised his scepter and gave it a little wave. A layer of pale blue light appeared over it, and he lowered his head and uttered, “He has g
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