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Apocalypse: System of lotteries

The Doomsday Game Descends In 12 hours, the world will enter a long night. The long night is nothing more than an inconvenience. Other than electricity, wireless communication, and modern technology, such as thermal weapons, which cannot be used, no other ecological environment will be negatively affected. You should work on improving yourself as soon as possible before the long night begins. It is imperative that you pay attention to those around you. It is possible that he or she will consume your brain in the next few seconds. By chance, Ming bound the Lottery System

FETI · Urban
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528 Chs

Mutant six- star

"Your Da Vinci has say to little bear to cease its run," the bear was told. "Ming once declared, 'They must never cross the red mist boundary…'"

Panting, Foodie stuck out his tongue. "Little bear, you've jostled me during your run. You didn't notice, did you?"

  "Ming told us to run far to avoid the explosion, but perhaps we've run too far…"

A silence lingered.

Ming gulped down a potion for strength and another for focus, engaging an extreme evasion and bolting towards the crater. 

He couldn't waste any more time. His resources were running perilously thin. 

"Roar!!" 

Raoul thundered as he sprinted, sweeping his whip in a wide arc. 

Ming took to the skies, narrowly avoiding the attack, swapped to his crossbow, and began to pepper Raoul with a flurry of bolts. 

Thump, thump, thump!

Raoul chased him, all the while spewing venom towards the sky.