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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Nightmare Assault
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The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
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Chapter 314: How Would I Know
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Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
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Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
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Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
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Chapter 1299- Coincidence
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Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
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Chapter 1298- First mission
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Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
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Chapter 392: Sad Future
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Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
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Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
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Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 378 - Will That Defies Time (Teaser)
Out of nowhere, a flash of dark light streaked across the battlefield, cutting through the withered branches with precision.
A dark figure emerged in front of Lin Moyu.
The figure was clad in armor and wielded a sword, both of which bore marks of human craftsmanship.
Despite the ravages of time, the armor had not worn down, and the sword had not dulled.
Without question, these two pieces of equipment were of legendary rank, their owner a former God-level powerhouse of the human race.
The figure turned its head and looked at Lin Moyu, and then at the Genesis Scepter, his eyes glowing red
Lin Moyu froze, his mind racing. He hadn’t yet activated the Genesis Scepter. Even if he did, he doubted it would make a difference now.
This person—this corpse—was far too strong.
The figure turned away, shifting its focus to the Putrid Corpse Tree, exposing its back to Lin Moyu.
Then, without hesitation, it raised its sword and soared into the sky, launching itself at the Putrid Corpse tree.
Lin Moyu stood motionless, his heart pounding in his chest,
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