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
Along a dark corridor, a one-sided fight was going on.
“Aren’t you good at squeaking? Why don’t you continue squeaking then?”
A black-haired young man stood beneath the light as he smashed his sword into the ‘metal can’ hiding in the shadows. A few strikes later, the black-armored soldier was knocked down to its knees.
He proceeded on to pull the black-armored soldier into the light, but surprisingly, the latter didn’t display any particular reaction to the light. It only fidgeted around out of distress.
It would appear that the light in the watchman office was harmless to them; it was just that they didn’t want to approach it.
Roel sighed softly as his hopes of dominating this dream world with a single lamp shattered into bits. He raised his sword and beheaded the enemy right away.
Knowing that these monsters hated the light, Roel dragged the carcass under the hanging light and began his second autopsy. It turned out that there wasn’t much difference between the monsters, just that this one had one less heart and one more kidney.
“Organ traffickers would sure want to know the secret behind them,” murmured Roel as he returned the bloodied kidney he extracted back to its owner.
He proceeded on to examine its physique, and it turned out that this one didn’t have any abnormally large right arm.
“There’s a significant difference in their physical constitution. This will make things rather troublesome,” remarked Roel with a grim look.
The physical differences between the monsters likely meant that they had different strengths and weaknesses too. He would have to take note of this and proceed carefully.
On top of that, even though their fighting prowess wasn’t as powerful as he thought it out to be, their deep murmurs that held the power to disorientate one’s mind were quite a hassle to deal with. This would greatly increase his exertion since he would have to keep his Origin Attribute constantly active during battle.
Once the autopsy was done, Roel proceeded on to head to another building to slay another black-armored
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