Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“This’ll be the first stop!”
Li Qingshan pointed at a shining speck of light on the mental map with his index finger.
Under the brilliant sunlight, the deep-green sea of trees surged.
The thick, fat leaves wove together to form a boundless cloud of green, preventing any of the resplendent rays of sunlight from passing through. It was dim under the canopy woven from the branches.
A tree around six hundred meters tall stood within the jungle, covered in tree holes like an ant’s nest. Bone Eating shamans large in stature and hideous in appearance moved around on it.
They seemed like beasts, but there was a clear order and a division of labour. When regular Bone Eating shamans encountered the noble shaman priest, they all lowered their heads to express respect. There were also patrolling guards that looked around with their sharp eyes.
Of course, there were also hunters responsible for hunting.
At this moment, a group returned, but what they hunted obviously was not something else. Every single Bone Eating shaman carried humans, where most of them were women. Some were unconscious—the luckier ones. Those that were still conscious were forced to watch as the Bone Eating tribe drew closer, like they had fallen into a bottomless abyss. Fear and despair filled their faces.
The Bone Eating shaman at the very front of the group also happened to be the largest. Even with his back hunched, he stood as tall as two people. A pair of boar-like tusks extended out from the corners of his mouth, which stood out very much.
“Tusks” let out a strange, excited howl. His mouth was all bloodied, truly a huge, gaping mouth. Countless similar howls rang out in the tribe to welcome the returning hunters as well as the food they had brought back.
The roars echoed through the dim jungle. It basically seemed like hell. The woman on “Tusks’” shoulder could not withstand this terrifying pressure anymore, letting out a hysterical scream.
“Tusks” looked over and produced a stunning growl, except the overwhelming, foul smell of blood made the woman
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