Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
"Human parties?" A look of interest appeared on the young man with patterned eyes. Then, he turned to the fair-skinned girl with an indifferent face standing next to him and asked, "Are there any noteworthy experts among them, Feather?"
"You jest, Lord Thunder. There are no noteworthy experts among humans. They are merely a bunch of ants," the girl named Extreme Feather responded. "Currently, only the chosen ones nurtured by the humans' apex powers can put up a fight against me. Every other human is unlikely to survive a single move from me."
"Is that so?" The young man named Royal Thunder couldn't help but lose interest after hearing Extreme Feather's answer. Then, he turned back to the middle-aged man and said, "In that case, quickly take care of those human parties. I don't wish to waste time on them."
Royal Thunder had no doubts about Extreme Feather's words. Extreme Feather was one of the Nine Great Chosen Ones under his command, and she was one of the key figures assisting him in securing his position within his family.
When he initially heard that there were human players nearby, his first thought was to find a noteworthy opponent among them for Extreme Feather. After all, only by fighting strong opponents could Extreme Feather grow quicker. But if the opponents were merely insignificant ants, there was no need to waste time on them.
"Understood!" the solemn middle-aged man responded before flying away with a thousand Holy Race experts.
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Meanwhile, a little over two thousand yards away, the various human parties operating on the Plain of Fallen Gods had gathered together. Every party had used a Tier 5 Group Isolation Scroll to conceal their presence. Unless one came very close to these parties, even fifth-floor experts would have difficulty noticing them.
"It seems the other side has discovered us, Pivot," a robust man riding atop a Tier 5 Void Manta commented when he saw the thousand or so Holy Race experts flying over from a distance. Then, he looked at a nearby male Summoner and smiled, saying, "Will you
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