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
I’ll Take That Opportunity
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 525: Missing Door
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1504- Frenzied collection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 89.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1102: Old Acquaintance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1503- Bounty
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 32 - Seizing Lin Zisheng’s Opportunities
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 760.1: Why Are Women All Like This - Part 1
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 471 - The Terror Of The Wind Petals
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1101: I Am the Heavenly Dao!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 88.2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 401: Li Zhumei
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 524: Lend Me Your Brain
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502.5- Country shock
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502- Country shock
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 31 – Heavenly Dwelling
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 759.3: In the Great Liang, the Surname Chen Calls the Shot - Part 3
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 523: Shocking Find
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1501.5- Evolution craze
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 486 – The Second Primordial Rune (Teaser)
The Lightning Burial Canyon didn’t completely collapse after the fall of the Lightning God.
Though she was gone, the power she left behind continued to sustain the canyon.
The small square outside the Lightning God's tomb remained intact, and any fortunate soul who reached it could still claim a reward.
However, no one could ever again enter the Lightning God's tomb or lay eyes on her palace.
Now, Lightning Grasses grew throughout the canyon, swaying within the crackling arcs of lightning.
“It’s time to go.”
Lin Moyu cast one final glance at the collapsed cavern. But just as he turned to leave, he abruptly stopped.
Behind the mountain’s rubble, a stone stele caught his eye.
His gaze sharpened. Without hesitation, he flew toward it at full speed.
The stele, once hidden within the mountain, had only been exposed after the collapse.
Its surface was covered in intricate runes drawn in a flowing style, impossible to decipher, yet clearly extraordinary.
Lin Moyu couldn't read them, but he didn’t need to. Knowing what it was would suffice.
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