Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Zhan Yue
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 373: Qiao Yu
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 475: Excited
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1436- Undead Sand Moon Blade
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 71.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1064: Ascending the Tower (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1435- Talisman Gem
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 429 - Even I Feel Like I'm A Bit Of A Freak
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 727: An Honest Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 474: Reality is Better
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1434- Purple equipment set
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1063: Ascending the Tower (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1433- Invisibility Ability
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 428 - Undead Troops Surrounded By Rings Of Light
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 726: It All Depends on Human Effort, Do It if You Can
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 472: Familiar Feeling
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 71.1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 372: It's You
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1432- Super Glory Smith
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As they traveled, Lin Moyu was lost in thought.
After much reflection, he pinpointed the issue: his skill’s level simply wasn’t high enough. The material he’d used was too advanced—not merely legendary-grade.
The Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence contained God power, and his current skill couldn't support it.
At level 50, his skill could handle platinum-grade materials at best. Only after reaching level 70 would it be able to work with legendary-grade materials.
Still, Lin Moyu wasn’t one to give up easily. He thought of an alternative.
He could use the Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence to summon a Fire Lich and have it self-destruct in combat.
An explosion imbued with God power would be immensely powerful—enough to compensate for his current lack of explosive power.
“What are you thinking about?”
Mu Xianxian's voice brought him back. She had noticed his silence. Though his expression hardly changed, she could still read something in his eyes.
“It’s nothing.” Lin Moyu replied, dodging her question.
Mu Xianxian didn’t press him. Sh
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