Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Seconds turned into minutes as the rays of the sun slowly began to tilt. Soon, 5 p.m. arrived on silent feet. As luck would have it, the Players were not harassed by a single supernatural entity, nor did any strange incidents occur while they had their late lunch.
By now, each Player was in the best shape they could be, given the circumstances. Traveler estimated that they had one hour before sundown, when all would be plunged into darkness once more. In other words, it was do or die—if they failed to complete the quest objective in that time, then they were surely headed for another reload. The party would have their memories wiped, and would have to start over from the beginning.
Reloading itself wasn't something unpleasant, but another reload meant facing off against more supernatural entities, without the advantage of experience—a terrifying prospect. If it came to that, it was no exaggeration to say that they were in for a hellish time.
"Whaddayathink? Can you break through?"
Six people stood around the stairwell, looking up.
The stairway that should normally have continued up to the roof exhibited a strange deviation as it shot straight up into the ceiling. There was no door or any form of opening, so the only way to get to the roof was to smash their way through.
Going through the window was not an option, since that would draw the attention of the invisible creatures that crawled up and down the outside of the building.
The other Players stood on the fifth and sixth steps of the stairs, just behind Iron Blood. The ceiling was so close that they could almost touch it if they reached their hands out.
To answer Bai Zhi's question, Iron Blood let his actions speak for themselves. He retrieved a set of steel knuckles from his Inventory and put them on. They gleamed a deep ruby color.
[ Item Name: Flaming Knuckles ]
[ Type: Weapon ]
[ Class: Rare ]
[ Wight: 5kg ]
[ Durability: 30 / 45 ]
[ Effect 1: Flame - Attacks are imbued with fire and inflict burns. ]
[ Effect 2: Heavy Blows - Upon activation
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