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
If Flatta were to summon creatures, he'd end up killing himself.
He wanted to counter Dekan, but he couldn't.
He couldn't even land a hit, and he had to endure the mockery from "Captain Durrkan."
Flatta felt himself gradually losing his sanity.
He didn't know if it was because of his burning anger or being afflicted by confusion.
Dekan had yet to display any proactive aggression.
But all of his cards had caused Flatta the maximum possible damage at minimal cost.
For the first time in his life, Flatta felt an impulse to switch to a melee profession.
He just wanted to cut down Dekan!
Who puts nothing but traps in their deck?!
Setting aside victory or defeat, was this purely to trigger one’s opponent?
Is this something creatures in this world are capable of doing?
"Huff, huff."
Just as Flatta was gasping for breath, struggling to breathe due to his anger and the confused status that made it difficult to accurately target his attacks...
Dekan had already started running.
He didn't care about his image anymore and was trying to create as much distance as possible between him and Flatta.
Dekan's running speed was extremely fast, making people wonder if he was a tier 2 assassin.
It was evident that, although Dekan lacked the qualifications of a warrior, he must have trained in sprinting diligently.
Running away was not only not shameful but also particularly useful.
The farther the distance, the more time Dekan had to react and summon "Captain Durrkan" to divert Flatta's attacks.
"Dekan!!! Have you no fucking shame?! Are you really here for a duel?!" Flatta roared, his eyes bloodshot and his lips trembling.
He had no choice but to chase after Dekan to shorten the distance.
But he felt as if he had consumed counterfeit alcohol; his sense of direction was completely disoriented.
As a ranged mage, it was the first time he had to chase after an opponent!
Flatta also didn't dare to use purification recklessly to remove the confusion status.
His mana was already quite tight, and he feared that if he use
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Current schedule is a bit unstable. But I will try to get 5chapters/week. Been a bit difficult, having some depression issues lately.