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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
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?
What was strange was never things that had already happened, but the human heart.
The cultivators continued to dig the graves in front of them, paying little attention to anything else.
Indeed, when it came to digging graves, few would allow themselves to be distracted.
So, no one noticed the grave that had been excavated over there.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise sounded out, full of excitement.
However, this cry was cut off abruptly.
The cultivator who shouted covered his mouth, silencing himself.
His earlier outburst was just a momentary lapse, but he quickly realized where he was and what he was doing. If he allowed himself to get so agitated, the others would definitely know about his discovery. If others knew that he found something good, that would be a terrible thing.
Hence, he thought it through and shut his mouth. But in reality, it was still a little too late.
There were already several people who lifted their heads and glanced over here. But, there were also some of them who quickly went back to work, not to continue digging graves, but to grab something.
The process of grave digging was like going to meet someone you had never seen before in an unknown place. You had only corresponded with them through letters, so seeing them in person could bring disappointment, despair, or satisfaction - it was uncertain.
However, since the person next door let out a joyful cry, it meant that the person he met was pretty good.
Compared to the unknown, someone who already had the result and knew the good and bad, was naturally more attractive.
So very soon, some people began to have ideas.
The attack came swiftly. The cultivator who had made the earlier noise was unprepared and was quickly killed.
Blood also flowed into the coffin, and the magic artifact he found was taken away by someone.
Cultivators continued to arrive at this burial site. Although there were still countless graves to dig, it seemed like someone had found a shortcut.
Perhaps some were already thinking, "If I kill all the cultivators wh
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