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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

I added mushrooms for you. · Urbain
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507 Chs

217 The timid gambler

In the north of Xin Hai, on the airport expressway, a black sealed coach sped along with its warning lights flashing, prompting surrounding vehicles to actively change lanes and make way after sighting the sharp peak symbol on the coach's body.

They knew that yet another Secret Realm was in urgent need of these young Vanguards to come to its rescue.

However, the situation inside the coach was not as tense as it might seem, nor was there any sense of urgency; the dozen or so Vanguards were gathered with their own teams, conversing in very low voices, creating an atmosphere that was quite subtle.

Everything was as D had expected, full of hidden agendas and deceptive tricks.

At the very front, Zhou Yaxuan was originally sitting silently, quite content, but for some reason, Zhe Bu kept offering words of consolation over and over again.

"It's okay, Yaxuan, it's all in the past,

"You're the general leader of this mission, you need to set an example for the newcomers.