Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Nightmare Assault
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 922- female face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 104: Limit
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 921- Professor He who isn't human
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 988 - Flame God Set
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 841: Giving Up
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 233 - Step Back, Or You'll Get Caught In The Crossfire
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 112: The Purpose of the United Rule Meet
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 47: Can You Share Some Of The Good Stuff?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 975: Special Nightmares
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 490.2: The Two Brilliant Women - Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 136: Destroying the Soldiers in Ambush
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 920- Job
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 919.5- Taste (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 829.5- For victory (2)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 103: Key
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 987 - Astonishing Wealth
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 840: Discovered
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 232 - Level 58 World Rank Boss; Earth Evil Centipede!
Ackerman could never get used to the environment in the Truth Union no matter how many times he came.
In a hunter's life, blood, steel, killings, brutality, chaos, and insanity were but some of the aspects. Hunters were just a bunch of beasts in human skin.
During Beast Mutation, they didn't even have any way of retaining their human form, and the only thing 'human' that remained was the innermost core.
And the life of hunters was more straightforward and barbaric.
This was practically a complete opposite of the Truth Union who worshiped knowledge and rationality.
This office was located on the upper floors of the Truth Union's general headquarters.
It was clean, neat, and mostly comprised of leather and glass. The furnishings were lavish, and the layout was strict to the extremes that not even any superfluous bits existed.
What was most uncomfortable for Ackerman was that there wasn't any smell.
No matter how luxurious the decorations were, it couldn't conceal the icy-cold atmosphere.
It wasn't just the building, but the people within as well.
To be precise, the smell of most members of the Truth Union was extremely bland and consistent.
They went about their life following rigid schedules and spent everyday in laboratories or classes. Such people rarely did any unnecessary activities and thus, didn't have any other smells polluting them.
Leading a life within such an environment for long periods made them seem to have integrated with the concept of knowledge and made them somewhat empty.
The only thing that remained was the reeking of an icy-cold smell.
The scent of 'desire for knowledge.'
Ackerman didn’t disguise himself today. He no longer took the form of an ordinary and tired working class. Instead, he was now a pallid and malicious-looking hunter dressed in black.
He looked to be approximately 20 with a skinny frame and a cold, distant expression. Many people said he was like a bell ringer who waits throughout the night to ring the bell tower at daybreak due to his sufficient patience.
In fact, he did have q
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