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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Nightmare Assault
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The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
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The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
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Chapter 51
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Chapter 1298- First mission
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 236: A Snow Burial (Teaser)
“Oy, shitty grandson. Did water get into your head?” Miazova looked at Shu Yichao in confusion.
It could somewhat understand why Shu Yichao shook off the Tang army to move alone.
Shu Yichao had proven himself to be a battle maniac time and time again. The only thing in his head was to lop off other heads.
He must have shaken off the Tang army because he was annoyed they were taking his kills.
But now that their army was at the tattered Iron Gate Pass, standing before an elite army of the Tibetan Empire, he suddenly ordered their army to stop.
Miazova was baffled by this maneuver.
Shu Yichao gestured at the surrounding terrain with a smirk. “Look around you. Doesn’t this look like the perfect coffin?”
“Oi, you, come over,” he called the Hanba over. “Go rip them a new one!”
“MRGRAR!”
Hanba howled. It drifted above the snow mountain and radiated tremendous heat and light.
“It’s hot!”
The Tibetan soldiers soon felt unbearably hot. Their eyes swam around in discomfort, and their sweaty innerwear clung to their backs.
They were on a towerin
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