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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 201: Aerial Raid
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 551: Talisman Paper
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3800: True Identity
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1038- Bright Water World open
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 249: A Bet
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 170: Boss Lin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1037- Saint Father and Giant Beast
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 285 - You've Done It Again; Defeating The Black Demonic Dragon
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 71: What Army?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 550: Many Things in Life Can't Be Figured Out
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 200: She’s a Fool
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1036- Be under me or die
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 248: Name
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 169: Beauty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1035- Desolate Land
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 883: One Versus One Hundred (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 284 - Violent Mu Xianxian
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 549: Detachment Is Naturally Difficult When You're a Part of the Secular World
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The Drake Legion was being decimated by Lin Moyu. The seemingly powerful Dragonkind Archers and Mages were falling like wheat to the scythe, dying in the explosions.
Ni Jun was stunned by Lin Moyu’s overwhelming power. His skill seemed to ignore the difference in levels, though the exact mechanics were unclear. What was clear, however, was its terrifying capacity for mass slaughter.
Amidst the carnage, Ni Jun felt a vague sense of danger, as if something ominous was approaching. Zhang Qian, sensing it too, spoke in a low voice, “Something’s off.”
Ni Jun, though still reeling from shock, kept his eyes on the battlefield. “The enemy's legion support is too calm. It’s like he doesn’t care.”
His gaze fixed on the rear of the Drake Legion, where their legion support stood detached, displaying no fear or concern despite the slaughter. His indifference felt unnerving—almost conspiratorial.
Zhang Qian added grimly, “It’s not just him. Look at their troops. By now, any normal force would’ve had a complete collapse in morale. But these Dragonki
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