Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 243: The Incomplete Deity (Teaser)
“What did you say?!”
The black-robed leader’s eyes nearly popped out after hearing his subordinate’s countdown.
“ONE!”
BAMMMMM!
The wall beside the black-robed men suddenly collapsed to an explosion. Rock smithereens and dust gushed inward like a furious tornado.
Thousands of lightning bolts poured through the gap like a geyser!
They tore through the black-robed men’s bodies and souls, turning everything they touched into clumps of charred dirt.
Padah!
Shu Yichao leaped in from the collapsed wall.
He first surveyed the cavern before turning his attention toward the rows of eerie sculptures soaked in fresh blood. These sculptures were emitting wisps of cold and sinister black auras, and these black auras, along with blood, were drifting into the depths of the cavern.
They were like worker ants, working tirelessly to deliver food underground.
Ssss!
Miazova, who had followed Shu Yichao in here, shuddered as soon as its feet landed on the ground. A freezing-cold aura rushed at him, making him feel as cold as if he was stripped naked and s
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