Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
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Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
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Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1385- Destined outcome
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 707: One Here, One There
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 449: This World is For You
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 65.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1044: Floating Platform
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 406 - If You Want to Kill Me, You'd Better Show Some Real Effort
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 706: When Dark Clouds Gather
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 357: Yu Lan
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 448: Walk Towards Death.
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Chapter 1384- Mechanical Bug and Lifelike Arm
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1043: Tomb Soldiers
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1383- Los Alamos lie
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 405 - Time To Close The Net
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 705: Killing People Openly
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 413 - The Master Of The Demon Extermination Tower Is Coming Soon (Teaser)
The sounds of battle, screams, and wails echoed through the fortress.
Under the godly general command, every soldier obeyed without hesitation. Disobedience was met with immediate suspicion.
Bai Yiyuan’s gaze was sharp as lightning as he surveyed the fortress. Housing a 10,000-strong army, it was filled with top-level class users, including many level 80-plus peak-level class users.
The names he called were few, but those individuals were swiftly apprehended—some resisting were killed on the spot.
Floating midair, Meng Anwen remained silent, observing indifferently. Behind him, the Shenxia Tower rotated slowly, emitting a low hum.
Bai Yiyuan alone was enough to handle this; there was no need for Meng Anwen to intervene.
The battle ended in less than five minutes.
Of the eighteen on Bai Yiyuan’s list, eleven were executed instantly. The remaining seven, their limbs broken, lay on the ground like stray dogs.
There was no room for argument—Bai Yiyuan wouldn’t allow it.
A beam of light shot from the Shenxia Tower, enveloping the seven, wh
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