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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 196: Witness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 274: Home
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1082- Another space
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 902: The Function of Belief
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 901: System
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 306 - Blowing Things Out Of Proportion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1081- Small trick
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 6: Graduation Ceremony!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 572: Your Highness is Buying a Clay Figurine
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 216: Why Aren’t You Cussing Anymore?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 195: Methods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 273: Treatment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080.5- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 900: All Life (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 305 - Tales About Lin Moyu
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 571: Discussing Business
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 215: On the City Walls
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“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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