Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
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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