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I Help A NPC Become The Legendary Witch

When Liao Zixuan woke up, he learned that he had been transmigrated into the game, Fallen God. As he didn’t want to embarrass the Trasmigrator Army, he was ready to work hard to become a legendary boss. However, things changed when the small girl was shocked by his sudden appearance. She studied Liao Zixuan for a while before warily reaching out her skinny hand to touch his head, not of a human but a wolf instead. Liao Zixuan did not get transmigrated as a human but became a Summoned Beast known as a Dark Flame Wolf. That was just a minor problem for him, who was known as the top sparring partner back in his world. Many years had passed since then, and the game was introduced to a mysterious Night Empress that terrified the kingdoms. She also went by the name of Witch of Destruction, Holy Saintess of Elements, and Commander of the Abyss Fort. Outside of the game, she was seen by the players as a legendary character who was seen in every corner of the main storyline, a lady who was the dream of every male player. What no one knew was that behind the Night Empress was Liao Zixuan, who tended his farm happily. He looked at the Night Empress, who used to be a small skinny girl, then at the giant cabbages on his farm and grinned. Look! Both of these are the results of my hard work!

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Projection of the City (1)

He held his breath.

He did not dare to move.

Chris pressed his back against the wall of the bathroom cubicle. With the full support of the Thief's Stealth, he was completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

But even so, Chris did not dare to raise his head. He only dared to look down at the ground, and in the end, he even closed his eyes.

Because he had a very strong premonition.

If he turned his eyes slightly and looked at Count Sisre, who was right in front of him, or if he could not help but take a deep breath, the other party would instantly sense his existence.

The whole process lasted for more than a minute.

In that one minute, Count Caesar stood rooted to the ground like a wooden statue. Although Chris's eyes were closed, he could feel that Count Caesar's gaze swept past him several times. Fortunately, it only swept past him and did not stop. It was obvious that Count Caesar did not notice him.