Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 214: Cooperate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 292: Underground Morgue
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1114- Vengeful Ocean (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1113- Vengeful Ocean
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 587: It's Almost Raining
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 16: The Pawns Are Moving On Their Own Accord!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 213: The Tempest
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 291: He's Here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1112- Healing Tent and Sky Eye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1111- Turning trash into treasure
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 586: All Life Under the Dark Clouds
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 212: Scouts
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 290: Why Escape?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1110- Ruins Formation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 917: Vermillion Bird
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1109- Collapse
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 75: You Think She's in the Basement, but She's Actually on the Fifth Floor
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 585: This is Lame
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 217: The Woman of Calamities (Teaser)
In the underground prison…
Psh!
Psst psst psst!
Green acid rained down on the terracotta soldiers, swiftly melting them down into a flowing gooey fluid reminiscent of a turbid river. Yet, the Holy Envoy, who had just eradicated another wave of terracotta soldiers, wasn’t smiling.
“Damn it! What’s going on?!”
He was still questioning Old Man Suo in the underground prison when there was a massive explosion outside, rattling the underground prison till dust rained down. So, he wanted to head out to investigate the situation, only to be met with a flood of undead troops right after.
What is Sotri Bohey doing?! Isn’t he and his Lionheart Army guarding the city? The city has fallen, but not a single messenger came to report the matter to me?
The Holy Envoy was infuriated, but he didn’t have the energy to dwell on that for long.
Dark, narrow places were the ideal battlefield for specters. Swarmed, the Holy Envoy had to frenziedly hurl out spells to keep them at bay, but this also meant depleting his mana at a crazy rate.
He retreated to betw
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