Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 544: White Pig
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1528- Sudden change
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 485 – Complete Lightning Elemental Immunity
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1116: Strength
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1527- Badly injured
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 484 - Even If I Were To resurrect, I Wouldn't Be Me Anymore
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 99
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 774.1: Family Troubles Are Difficult for Everyone - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 410: Monster
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 543: Black Donkey
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526.5- Molting Life
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1115: Resolution
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526- Molting Life
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 483 - Wanted By The Entire Abyss
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 98
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 773: Fighting Again
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 542: Creepy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1525- 5 men 1 plant
Unlock with book tokens or support us to read ahead.
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.
N
…
