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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
“What happened to you?” Li Qingshan said in surprise. Back then, he had saved the One Lamp monk from the Soaring Locust King, and he had even been extremely grateful. Why had he ended up like this now?
“It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault!” The One Lamp monk grabbed Li Qingshan’s wrist firmly.
“What did I do?” Li Qingshan became even more perplexed.
“Why- why did you save me!?” The One Lamp monk glared at Li Qingshan, like he was looking at an unforgivable enemy and not his saviour.
“There’s something wrong with your head!” Li Qingshan shook off his hand and gazed at the Demon Suppression statue.
“If you hadn’t saved me, the Soaring Locust King wouldn’t have escaped, and all these people wouldn’t have died…” The One Lamp monk murmured to himself.
“Oi, don’t try to deny your responsibility in this. You were the one who was deluded by the Soaring Locust King and insisted on going to the ninth floor!” Li Qingshan turned around and pointed at him in the face.
The One Lamp monk shuddered and began slamming his head against the ground. Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! “Yes, it’s all my fault. I deserve a thousand deaths!”
His face became all bloody before long, strewn with tears too. He was both miserable and pitiful.
Ever since the locust plague erupted, the One Lamp monk had been under tremendous mental pressure. He spent every single day in pain and regret. Although no one said he was responsible, he had clearly played a critical role in the Soaring Locust King’s escape.
In the very beginning, he still rushed around and fought the plague, but then a year ago…
Over five hundred kilometers from the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga stood an earthen city where wind roared. Howls rose and fell throughout the entire place as the dark cloud of insects flew in the air. A ball of fire rose into the air and incinerated all of the insects before pulling back into a lamp.
The glow from the lamp was particularly bright, burning and flickering with great instability. The One Lamp monk locked his eyebrows as his ugly face was filled with exhaustion. His s
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