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 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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Li Qingshan suddenly snapped open his eyes from his dreams. His clear, scarlet irises reflected the sky filled with gloomy, low-hanging clouds. He blinked his eyes, and they gradually turned black again. He asked with an unclear, immature voice, “Where are we?”
Xiao An pinched his cheek. “Near Black Cloud city.”
Li Qingshan widened his eyes and waved his fist. “I’m going to get angry!”
Xiao An let go. “Stingy!”
Li Qingshan then asked, “How’s the situation?”
“Take a look for yourself!”
Xiao An lifted him high up into the air, and Li Qingshan immediately saw the military camps spread throughout the wilderness. There was actually no end to it. There were garrisons belonging to the demonfolk everywhere.
The sky was thick with inky clouds, such that he struggled to tell whether they were natural clouds or a result of rising demon qi. It almost made contact with the black clouds that never dispersed over Black Cloud city.
The demonfolk had clearly pushed their territory to right beneath Black Cloud city, forming a boundary that was difficult to see with the naked eye yet also distinct. Any techniques that entered the region would drastically weaken.
As a result, the two sides both used primitive tools to attack and defend, like ballista, bows and arrows, catapults, battering rams, and so on.
The heavy reeking of blood and the booming battle cries had already weakened drastically in the wind, yet they were still so significant.
From so far away, he experienced a strange sensation. The densely-packed demonfolk climbed towards Black Cloud city like ants as they collapsed under each volley of arrows and each wave of rocks.
They were clearly destined to die, yet they could not advance, never to retreat. Their flesh and blood formed a muddy swamp very soon.
This was the most intense siege, as well as the most horrific, swarming battle. With every passing moment, people died in battle, yet no one cared. Even they themselves were seeing red, roaring away until they became hoarse, submerged in an unbelievable fervency.
It basically felt a litt
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