Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 188: Aged Woman
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 266: Surgical Room
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1069- Underground Dungeon
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 895: Yellow Heaven
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1068.5- Collector (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.1 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 299 - Even Without The Undead Legions, I'll Kill You All the Same!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 567: Listen, There's Thunder in the Distance
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 265: Taboo Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 187: Poor Thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1068- Collector
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 894: The Bejeweled Star Lord
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 298 - Witnessing The Birth Of A Freak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1067.5- Ruins
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 566: A Banquet
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3807: Ten Years
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 186: Escape
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 264: Grass
"You..." Xing Mo whipped around, her gaze locking onto the shocked Tolle.
Tolle seemed paralyzed by Xing Mo's sudden reaction, his lips twitching as if to speak. But before a word could escape, a black gas erupted from his mouth, and the skin on his face began to crumble, disintegrating inch by inch.
In that fleeting moment, from the realization of his fate to his destruction, Tolle managed only one look—a look filled with raw fear and confusion.
Bang—
Tolle exploded into a mass of swirling black mist, expanding into a towering wall before Xing Mo. Within the black wall, countless distorted faces appeared—eyeless, their mouths gaping, features twisted in pain.
...
Xing Mo reacted in an instant, her hand flying to the wand holstered on her leg. She aimed it toward the black wall, ready to strike. But just as she moved to play the first string, the wall imploded, collapsing into a single point before vanishing.
Where did it go!?
As Xing Mo prepared to activate her spiritual vision, a sudden wave of pressure swept through the room, as if a colossal entity had passed overhead. The force pushed her back two steps, like a gust of wind in a storm.
Clang!
The door to Prince Austin's study flew open with a deafening crash. Xing Mo spun around to find a large string magic formation glowing in the center of the room, etched into the deep red carpet. Candles of various colors flickered around it, their flames connected by intricate threads, forming the sacred pattern of the Tree of Life.
Hummmm—
A sharp pain seared the back of Xing Mo's hand. She glanced down to see the Tree of Life symbol burning green.
Prince Austin is performing some kind of ritual magic! This ritual magic... it's drawing on...
...
Xing Mo’s eyes widened as the realization hit her, her lips parting slightly, her hands trembling.
It’s life! Prince Austin is absorbing life!
......
At the center of the banquet hall, standing on the dais, Prince Austin’s eyes gleamed with a flicker of amusement. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips
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