Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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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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