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
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 195: Methods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 273: Treatment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080.5- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 900: All Life (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1080- Cloud Peak occupying the rankings
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 305 - Tales About Lin Moyu
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 571: Discussing Business
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 215: On the City Walls
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 194: Guardians
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 272: Wan Jie
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1079- No Yellow Ball
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 899: Heaven and Man in One Body
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 304 - Instakilling The Opponent And Passing The Assessment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1078.5- China's ten strongest mutated lifeforms (2)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3808: The Skyscraping World Opens
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 570.4: The Past is Nothing But a Memory - Part 4
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 5: ‘Calamity Online’, Coming Soon!
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 214: Allegiance
Constantine's eyes seemed capable of devouring people, and his mouth, which stretched as if holding up a coat hanger, made Kanon feel as though she had fallen into an ice cave.
Whether she faced him head-on or tried to avoid him, the outcome might be the same.
So instead of sitting around waiting for death, it was better to rise up and fight back.
"Since you've interrupted my entertainment, let's have you amuse me now!"
The rope loosened from Xiao Xue and then coiled around Kanon's neck like a venomous snake.
The surrounding girls let out piercing screams.
Kanon was completely out of place with her surroundings. She remained calm, never showing a trace of fear.
Constantine felt his authority being challenged. He put away his smile and slowly tightened the rope.
Seeing this, Kanon not only didn't look afraid but actually seemed more at ease.
Constantine enjoyed seeing the terrified expressions of women facing death. If she remained calm, it would humiliate him.
This was undoubtedly a risky move.
No one knew if humiliation would make Constantine fly into a rage or become more interested in Kanon.
However, Kanon had no other choice.
Run, she couldn't escape.
Fight, she couldn't win.
She could only take a gamble!
Kanon's face gradually turned pale, but she still wore a smile. With all her strength, she forced out a sentence through clenched teeth, "If you kill me, you'll be missing out on a lot of fun."
Constantine stared into Kanon's eyes.
In those eyes, there was pity, even disdain.
It was as if Kanon were a high-class citizen savoring a top-grade, fresh steak, while he was a lowly wretch sipping rotten offal soup.
Suddenly, Kanon felt the rope around her neck loosen. Her heart was still pounding, and even her fingers were trembling uncontrollably. She placed her hands behind her back, and raised her head, still maintaining her elegant posture.
"Fun?" Constantine laughed. "How much fun can you give me?"
Kanon was silent for a moment, then suddenly she remembered the hint—"Words have power."
It was said that Constanti
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