PREVIEW

... the palace. No one spoke. Even the breeze had fallen away, as if it too feared to interrupt was what about to occur. It was only the sound of feet on stone that broke that oppressive silence. There was a heavily sweating servant leading the way and casting near-constant glances back at Sen, Jing, and an assortment of cultivators and nobles. The man who had set this all in motion stumbled along in a hunched-over posture. Every once in a while, he slurred something through his broken jaw and swol ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the TablesChapter 1638(END)
 26.8k
1.0/5(votes)
DramaFantasyJoseiRomance

The Maknae Has to Be an IdolChapter 256
 9.2k
4.5/5(votes)
FantasySlice Of LifeSupernatural

“I will leave the debut group.”

I can’t make it in this group. I should leave and set up a chicken restaurant so that my brothers could at least make a name for themselves.

Destined to be a failed idol, I decided to leave the group for the betterment of the others.

However,

[A member dies if you leave the debut group.]

What?

“…This is making me crazy.”

The struggles of Bong Tae-Yoon, the Maknae on top, whose hands hold the lives of his group members, begins now!

……………………………………………………………

Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .

Mechanical AlchemistChapter 670 - 669: The Epic Battle
 4.9k
4.7/5(votes)
AdventureFantasyMechaMystery

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!

Wandering Mercenary in an Open WorldChapter 100
 283
5.0/5(votes)
ActionAdventureFantasy

[Complete your story by challenging countless monsters, demons, and legends]

This is the last sentence I saw before I lost my mind.

And it’s one sentence that I’m still holding on to.

That’s how the journey of killing monsters and wandering in search of all kinds of rumours began.

And it will continue.

Until the day I get out of this damn game.