Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Zhan Yue
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 491: Red
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1461- Tian Bing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 442 - No One Has Ever Dared To Fool Me
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1077: The Decisive Battle (4)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460.5- Lonely Intercepting Kill (4)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 740.1: There Aren't a Lot of Truths in This World That Ought to Be - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3882: The Second Medicinal Garden
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460- Lonely Intercepting Kill (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 382: Identity
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 490: Three Choices
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1076: The Decisive Battle (3)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1459- Lonely Intercepting Kill (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 441 - Antares Isn't All-Knowing
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 739: The Confused Daoist, the Mad Scholar
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 489: Please Call Me Doctor Gao!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 448 - To Seize Or Not To Seize, That Is the Question (Teaser)
In the barren world of endless rock, a pool of green liquid had suddenly appeared, its surface bubbling and releasing poisonous fumes. It looked eerie and unnatural.
The reaction of the monsters was even more telling.
Even ordinary monsters above level 70 possessed a sliver of instinct—enough to sense danger and avoid courting death.
The closer the skeleton approached the pool, the stronger the poison’s effects became, inflicting greater damage.
The pool wasn’t large—barely 10 meters across, more a pond than anything else. Yet its presence was oppressive.
The poisonous liquid churned continuously, its color deepening the closer it came to the center. At the very heart, the green grew so dark it turned inky, almost blackish-purple.
Standing at the edge, the skeleton surveyed the desolation. Not a single creature stirred. In fact, not even a rock remained nearby. It was as if everything had been dissolved by the poison.
The rocks here were extremely hard—far tougher than steel.
Lin Moyu had no way to destroy them; he even suspected they
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