Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 238: Gamer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1015- Hunter's identity
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 157: Normal People
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 876: The Place of Dao Proving
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 277 - Waiting For You In The Center Of The Core Area
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 539: My Life Isn't as Flimsy as Paper
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 189: How Dare You Steal My Horses?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1014- Soul Raising Scroll
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 237: Payment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1013- Send you on your way
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“Grar!”
A deafening roar suddenly shook the city, spreading fear throughout Samarkand.
“What’s that?!”
The civilians stared at the silhouette flitting across the sky in fright.
“Governor, let’s go and take a look!”
The Samarkand governor rushed out of his manor upon hearing his aide’s exclamation. What he saw astonished him.
Ink-black clouds descended from the sky like a tsunami. Devastating lightning covered the sky, and black lotuses drifted with the wind. Vultures and crows circled in the sky, cawing loudly.
Despite the lack of wings, a young man dressed in silver-black armor was flying in the sky on a white jade-like lion.
When the Samarkand governor met eyes with the young man, he had an uncanny feeling that he was standing before a lofty deity. The other party looked upon the world with cold, impassive eyes as if nothing was worthy of his attention.
Hu!
A furious wind blew.
Sinister snickers echoed from the shadows as snow began to fall on the city.
Bam!
Four heavy feet stamped the ground. The young man and his white lion mount
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