Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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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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