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
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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!
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Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 455 - The Strange Verdant Grassland (Teaser)
Lin Moyu flew several hundred kilometers in one breath, soaring over endless rocks.
He didn’t stop until the terrain below began to shift—he had entered another boss’s territory.
In this land, each territory was clearly defined.
For instance, there was a sharp boundary between the Giant Leaf Mother Tree’s territory and that of the Venomous Flood Dragon.
Lin Moyu didn’t know whether the bosses fought or coexisted peacefully. It didn’t concern him.
The moment he noticed the terrain change, he descended.
After all, staying airborne was too risky—if a flying boss spotted him, he’d be an easy target.
The ground beneath his feet felt soft.
Lush green grass, about half a foot tall, blanketed the land. He had arrived in a vast grassland.
It stretched endlessly. Even when he was in the air, Lin Moyu couldn’t see where it ended.
Compared to the desolate wasteland of the serpent monsters, this place teemed with life.
A gentle breeze swept across the field, bending the grass and creating a soft rustling sound.
But the grassland wasn’t flat—it rip
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