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
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
In the White God Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan's voice thundered, "This must be the work of the Demon Worship Society. To think they've infiltrated the military and even reached the higher echelon. How do you know Young Lin is safe and in the Abyss?"
Meng Anwen, calmly sipping tea, replied, "Don’t forget who created the Abyssal Teleportation Stone that Young Lin carries." He sensed through the stone that Lin Moyu was in the Abyssal World. Furthermore, Lin Moyu's soul brand in the Hall of Heroes was intact, confirming his safety.
While Bai Yiyuan was away, Meng Anwen hadn’t been idle. Bai Yiyuan, recalling the Abyssal Teleportation Stone, felt a sense of relief, "So, Young Lin can return at any time?"
Meng Anwen nodded, "Yes, he can come back whenever he wishes, and his teleportation point is set right here."
Bai Yiyuan frowned, "Then why hasn’t he come back yet?"
Meng Anwen chuckled, "He must have his reasons for staying. You're his teacher, not his father."
Bai Yiyuan scoffed, "I'm old enough to be his great-grandfather. Enough nonsense. What will you do about the situation at Fortress No. 9?"
Meng Anwen’s tone turned serious, a chilling aura emanated from him, "I’ll conduct a thorough investigation. I want to identify the source of the breach so I can eliminate it."
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Flames—green flames—raged everywhere, both on the ground and in the sky, forming clusters and patches. The Abyssal Fire represented the essence of the Abyss, serving as its foundation and light source.
Lin Moyu surveyed the Abyssal World, "The Abyssal World isn’t much different from the descriptions in books. This must be the periphery of the Abyss."
The Abyssal World could be divided into regions based on the intensity of the Abyssal Fire; the closer to the center, the deeper the fire's color. Here, the Abyssal Fire glowed light green, indicating he was at the periphery.
In his hand, a Teleportation Stone glimmered faintly. Earlier, during the dungeon's collapse, he had been battered by terrifying energy waves. His Bone Armor kept manifesting and shatter
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