Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 192: Inevitable Downfall
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1020- So that was the case
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 240: Relationship
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1019- Afterlife Clip
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 160: Revenge
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 878: Hourglass
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 278 - Protect Lin Moyu!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 660 - The Fall of the City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
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They were innately strong. Normal traps wouldn’t work on them. If they had the protection of the blank paper, the result was clear. That was why Chen Xiaomeng hated Jiang Cheng so much. This bastard not only stole the newspaper clue from her in the first mission but also caused her to waste a precious protection talisman in the latest mission.
If someone had done this to Jiang Cheng, he would have dug up their ancestral grave.
Fourth was the brain waves mentioned by Fatty. Jiang Cheng had been pondering about the construction mechanism behind the nightmare realm and the way it absorbed the travellers. Fatty’s words triggered something in his mind. A pure black recording pen was placed beside him. It contained a conversation between him and Hu Yan.
Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes. The conversation was unclear due to the constant static. However, the strange thing was the static only appeared when Hu Yan spoke. In the record, Jiang Cheng’s voice was very clear.
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Jiang Cheng’s afternoon nap didn’t go well. To be precise, he hadn’t had a w
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