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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 408: Don't Turn Back
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 538: Access
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1520- Huge battle in the wilderness
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1111: Void Whale
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1519.5- Huge battle on the wilderness
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 479 - Even God-Level Powerhouses Can’t Endure Like I Can
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 95.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 769: Some People Are Merely a Drop in the Ocean
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 537: Search for Someone
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1519- Huge battle on the wilderness
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 44 - Huang Ruyan
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1110: Battle Against a Nether God (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1518.5- Huge battle on the wilderness
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 478 – Law Power
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 95.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 768: Paving the Way, Building the Bridge
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 407: Red Dress
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 536: Look at You
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 414: Information (Teaser)
This was pointless. She was a brave girl, similar to the little beggar from before. The determination in their eyes was the same. If Chu Jiu could say something, she could encourage him to survive. One of them had to survive to end this nightmare.
Hearing the screams from above, Fatty stopped hesitating and ran down the stairs.
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The figure in the shadow sighed heavily as he watched the bloody woman on the ground. Then, he coughed violently as blood leaked out of his mouth. The strange thing was that the man’s blood appeared to be strong acid. As it touched the ground, it burned a black hole through the wooden floor. The air reeked of fire and blood.
The man’s right arm dangled unnaturally. It looked broken. Compared to the barely living woman, he still had half his life left. Wei Jingting yanked off the stocking from his head to reveal his scarred face. One of them almost severed the brow bone.
“Well done.” He stared at the woman. The walls and the ceiling were ruined in battle. Ruin was everywhere. Some of them looked like scratch m
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