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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

Young Leader · Urbano
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4890 Chs

King Xiao Bai, Please Attack

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A lizard with a broken tail.

That was an apt description of White-eyes!

With his back ripped apart, flooding with blood and his bones peeking out at the place where the cut was deepest.

Luckily, he was quick to react. With only his back hurt, he used whatever energy that was left in him to duck and ran away, avoiding death

Had the Blood Descendant continued to stab at him, he would have died a horrible death!

 "Don't get your hopes up just yet… Hack hack… I'm still not dead yet…"

White-eyes stood as far away as he could, taking in large heaving breaths of air.

His injury was only a flesh wound, nothing major. It was not enough to strike him out.

 "You were able to escape that, one. But could you escape 15 more of those?"

The Grand Leader of the Blood Descendants looked disdainfully at White-eyes.

Two even more rabid Wind Blades was already in his hands, ready to take White-eyes life at any moment.