Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 287: Cooperation
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 209: Memory
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1104- Sucked dry
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 914: Heading In
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 913: Seal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1103- Energy Body
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 583.1: It's Nothing More Than You Killing Me, Me Killing You - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 286: Lake
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 208: Scam
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1102- Proof of the puppet
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 912: Mountain Water
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 312 - New Skill; A Pillow Appears When You Want To Sleep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1101- Lord Case
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 582.2: Destined to Be a Life-And-Death Parting - Part 2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 13: Overcoming the Bottleneck! Here Come the Players!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3812: Starflame Demon Lion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1100- Formation Puppet
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 207: Unfamiliar
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It was not hard to surmise that the people of Black Stone Town were conducting some kind of ritual. The woman played the character of a priest.
In the next painting, the style suddenly changed. A giant, horrifying monster appeared on the white stone plate…
It had sharp and twisted horns, a muscular body, fish-like gills, and two bat wings protruding out of its scaly back. Its most terrifying feature was its giant maw that could swallow a person whole.
When they saw this, Chen Ran and Jiang Cheng were silent. They were not unfamiliar with this creature. They saw it once on the first stone door.
“Brother Hao.” Chen Ran looked at Jiang Cheng as if he could see through him. “There are 35 people in the group who enter the forest.”
Jiang Cheng stared at the aged woman. Then, he corrected, “It’s 36. You forgot about the dead person.”
“You’re right.” Chen Ran smiled.
When they entered the forest, 35 living people carried a dead person. When they left the forest, the wooden board was empty, and there were 36 people in the group. With what they
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