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Nightmare Assault
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Loser System and Berserker Me
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Chapter 1226- Deal if you agree
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Chapter 1225- Urge to bite him
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Chapter 340 - All Monsters Cleared; Dungeon Upgraded
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Chapter 37.2
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Chapter 1223- Digging three feet
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Chapter 37.1
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Chapter 272: Play
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Chapter 351: Life is a Series of Different Rooms
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 355 - A Small Favor; A New Deal (Teaser)
"Follow me. There’s a formation here—don’t stray." Dongfang Yao instructed.
Lin Moyu stayed close, matching Dongfang Yao's footsteps through the secret realm.
Moments later, the scenery shifted, and they emerged from the formation’s boundary. The fragrant aroma of tea filled the air. Ahead, a tea table was arranged neatly, an old man reclining comfortably in a chair beside it.
Though his demeanor bore some resemblance to Meng Anwen’s, Lin Moyu thought Meng Anwen seemed more natural.
Dongfang Yao stepped forward briskly, pouring a cup of hot tea for the old man, "Grandpa Li, this is Lin Moyu, the one I mentioned. Do you remember?"
Dongfang Li nodded, a faint smile on his lips, "Yao, my memory hasn’t failed me yet."
With a wave of his hand, several ancient books floated off a nearby shelf, landing softly on the tea table. Their worn covers exuded an aura of antiquity.
Dongfang Li closed his eyes, speaking firmly, "These books—you have one day. Read them here."
Lin Moyu frowned slightly. Dongfang Li, this God-level powerhouse, carried an
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