Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
After close to an hour of walking, I was welcomed by two more hunters. I brought the remaining 24 slaves to the destination. It was a bald mountain peak and on it were many weird looking stones. This was indeed a good place to go into seclusion, this slave that lived for a hundred thousand years really did have taste.
“Master, this is the mountain.”
The slave told me, “He is the lord of the slaves and people who know him call him Blood Elder. Although I have never seen him but I have heard of his name. Master let’s head out, who knows if Blood Elder is at home.”
“En okay.”
……
I led the slaves up the mountain. The Butterfly in my hands shone brightly while the Ancient God Tiger roared and followed beside me.
Blood Elder’s cave was at the top of the mountain and there was a stone door I walked forwards and knocked onto it with my handle. Very quickly a hoarse voice spread out, “Who?”
“A visitor that wants to seek help.”
His voice was really calm, “You should go, I have nothing here that you want.”
I turned the sword and stabbed Butterfly into the stone gate without saying a word.
The person inside understood something and said, “Come in…”
Along with a low rubbing sound, the stone gate opened slowly. I saw clearly that this slave master didn’t look different from the other slaves just that his bone was slightly darker and he had a mustache on his chin. On close look, that was just some algae.
His home was really small, it was just the size of a toilet and he was inside. Beside him was a stone table and on it were some old scrolls. There was also an oil lamp shining in the darkness and the light couldn’t compare to any piece of equipment on me.
He had such a tough life!
That was my first impression. Moreover, his bones had some crack-like patterns. He looked at me and said, “Mortal, what do you want?”
“I would like to ask something.” I said.
“What is it, ask, but whether or not I reply is another matter. After all, people won’t help others for free in this world.”
I knew this was the case and smiled, “Actually it isn’t
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