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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
The dense dark clouds always covered the sky of the Abyssal Underworld.
The Final Blood Battlefield rarely turned bright. This made it feel like time crawled, arousing impatience and restlessness.
The Eighth Prince Li Yun felt this. Seeing the Demonic Might not weakening, he cursed, “Bollocks! Why is it not weakening? Old Tang, I can’t wait any longer. Hand me the sacred tool.”
Clearly, Old Tang still felt unconfident. He warned, “Your Highness, if you use the sacred tool to break through the Demonic Might, it will not last long. If you wait for the Demonic Might to weaken before using the sacred tool, we are almost guaranteed to obtain the Demonic Sovereign corpse.”
“Wait! Wait! Wait! How long do I have to wait?! The longer we wait, the more variables there will be. This prince already waited for two months. I can’t wait any longer. Hand me the sacred tool!” the Eighth Prince ordered somewhat irritably, with anger in his voice.
Old Tang sighed. After thinking for a while, he agreed. The longer they waited, the more variables there would be. If they used the sacred tool while no one expected them to, perhaps they might achieve good results.
Consoling himself with that thought, Old Tang took out the sacred tool.
This sacred tool was an unusual weapon—a crescent-moon-shaped scarlet scimitar. The structure of the inner curve looked complicated, interconnecting like a skeleton.
The scimitar’s blade was close to three meters long, an incredibly huge weapon. This weapon also radiated a strange Demonic Might.
Old Tang had a solemn and grave expression as he started to activate the scarlet scimitar. The divine characters on the skeleton seemed to come to life.
Soon after that, a scarlet liquid seeped out of the crescent blade. The entire scimitar seemed like an ancient ferocious beast coming to life.
Roar!
In that instant, everyone in the Final Blood Battlefield heard a terrifying, furious roar ringing in their mind.
“This is?”
Xiao Chen’s body trembled slightly as shock flashed in his eyes. Then, he looked in the direction of the Eight
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