Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
The Hou looked like a horse with dragon horns on its head and scales covering its body as well as short wings on its back.
There were many legends about Hous. Some said they were naturally mutated beasts born out of the void and primal chaos. Others claimed they were formed out of the body of a certain Primal Chaos God Demon. Some even said that they were divine pets from the Primal Chaos Eon.
Regardless of the legends, this mutated beast was the nemesis of Dragons.
One Hou could hold its own against three dragons. Saying that it would be able to eat up two of those dragons in such a fight was no exaggeration.
It was difficult to imagine that the Dragon Race—one of the Great Desolate Hundred Races—would have such a weakness.
Fortunately, such mutated beasts were extremely rare and could not reproduce. Otherwise, the Dragon Race would have been pushed to extinction long ago.
The fifty Hous before Xiao Chen surrounded him. His mind went blank as his right hand, which was holding the saber, seemed sapped of energy.
If not for Xiao Chen having met a ghost Hou before and also possessing an Azure Dragon Martial Spirit strengthened by that tomb keeper in the Distant Sea Dragon Grave, he would have been in an even sorrier state, possibly sprawled on the ground already.
This was no laughing matter; it was an innate fear that went bone-deep and was extremely hard to eradicate.
“Whoosh!”
One of the Hous ferociously launched itself with open jaws at Xiao Chen.
Immediately, the calm of the place was disrupted. All the Hous surrounding Xiao Chen leaped over in a dense pack, hemming him in.
Saber! Saber! Saber! Damn it!
Sweat flowed like a river down Xiao Chen’s forehead as he did his best to grip the Lunar Shadow Saber and draw it. However, his right hand was nerveless. Despite his thoughts, his hand felt as heavy as a mountain, immovable.
Am I going to die?
Despair rose in Xiao Chen’s heart as he watched the Hous bounding over en masse. He would not be able to deal with even one of them. How was he to survive fifty?
Give up. T
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