Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 404: Continuation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1512- New Saint
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1511- Camp near destruction
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 38 - Predestination Treasure Emporium
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 474 - Summoning A Demon Ancestor
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 91.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 762.1: The Only Enemy Before Him - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3897: Moving as a Trio
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 530: Molten Fire Trash Handling Centre
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1510- You are meat pig
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1509.5- One sided battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1105: Primal Soul Stone
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 37 - Hundred Break Mountain
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 473 – All Of Us Succubi Will Belong To Your
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 91.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 761: The Heart Surges
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3896: The Hundred Nights Ancestor’s Fate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 529: Deleted Files
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 239: Deitification (Teaser)
“Esteemed sires… I-I…”
In the Holy City, several old peasants, who had clearly struggled in the fields their entire lives, were pleading with the soldiers searching them.
“This is all I have! Please have mercy on us!”
These peasants heard that an evil god had descended upon the world, and only by entering the Holy City, a land protected by the chief archmage, could ordinary mortals like them survive the ordeal.
Little did they expect the soldiers to stop and search them under the pretext that they were Tang spies. The soldiers then brought them into a residence in the city. A crowd was in the residence; they were all people like them.
Horrendous atrocities followed—massacre, rape, and plunder.
The ferocious Tibetan soldiers ignored the old peasants’ pleas and swung their batons again and again, till the old peasants’ heads bled profusely. They also made sure to take every last one of their possessions.
Many people collapsed in pools of blood, never to move ever again.
The Tibetan soldiers, still high from the violence, announced, “The
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