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 curtain of night hung heavily, but the great swamp was dazzling. Streaks of glorious, silver light shot across the air.
The Silver Dragon King was in attack mode, completely unleashing its firepower. It seemed to truly become a furious dragon, growling and roaring as it penetrated and tore apart the thick demon qi.
However, the demon qi gushing out of the twelve demon caverns was simply too thick. The demonic cloud remained in the air. Even if a part of the twelve Demon Gods’ tremendous bodies was dispersed, it would recover very quickly.
The King of Southern Yue stood before a porthole. He was rather stern. The formation was far more troublesome than he had imagined it to be, and it seemed to be under the control of someone hidden behind the scenes too, always averting the attacks of the Silver Dragon King and minimising the damage. If this continued, the Silver Dragon King would definitely give way first.
He turned around and said to the Great Banyan Tree King, “Fellow, there seems to be some kind of existence that’s eyeing this world. The demon plague this time probably won’t end so easily.”
The Great Banyan Tree King was extremely familiar with formations. His sense of the horror of this person “behind the scenes” was only deeper than the King of Southern Yue’s. The Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous did not operate smoothly. Instead, it felt rather sluggish, clearly under the inference of the laws of this world. However, it operated in an unbelievably effective manner as if it had completely read the Silver Dragon King’s attacks. It seemed to be able to completely reverse the situation with a few casual directions from the person behind this.
The Great Banyan Tree King said sternly, “Hopefully it’s not like what I’m thinking!”
“Did you notice something, fellow?” the King of Southern Yue asked.
“Among the twelve Demon Gods, there’s been one that hasn’t received a single attack so far.” The Great Banyan Tree King had realised that the situation was exceedingly severe when he first saw the formation, but
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