Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
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 547: Night-watcher
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1534- Soul Reaper
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1533- Run first
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 490 - He’s Really Level 53
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 100.3
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 775.2: A Bad Heart Lies Under the Skin - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3903: Scarlet Fire’s Choice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 546: Fearless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1532- Defender
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 489 - 100% Poison Elemental Immunity
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1118: Negotiating
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1531- Mountain and Water Eternal World
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 488 - Atavistic Bloodline; Realy Hard To Kill
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 100.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 775.1: A Bad Heart Lies Under the Skin - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 411: Thank You
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 545: Burial
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1530- Blindness
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Outside the teleportation formation, Lin Moyu once again encountered Feng Ziliu and his group.
Lin Moyu gave a slight salute, “Thank you for telling me about Gao Yang. If you ever need help in the future, don’t hesitate to find me.”
Feng Ziliu quickly waved his hands, “No, no, I wouldn’t dare.”
The group stood nervously. After all, this wasn’t just anyone; it was a godly general.
Lin Moyu was the youngest godly general in human history, and held power rivaling God-level beings, despite being only level 53.
For ordinary class users, exchanging even a few words with someone of his status was a rare honor.
Lin Moyu could sense their discomfort, saying calmly, “There’s no need to dwell on status. We’re all class users of the human race, sharing the same goal. That makes us comrades.”
Feng Ziliu nodded earnestly, trying to steady his nerves, “Thank you, Godly General Lin. May I ask, how is your friend now?”
“He’s fine.”
“That’s good to hear. We’ll head back to the academy now.” Feng Ziliu said.
Lin Moyu nodded, “Once you’re back, just foll
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