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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

The demonic sect's attack (3)

"Mikel! Little rascal! Are you alright? Little rascal ... Say something ..."

Tyrande cried out in alarm, his entire face contorted, " "Don't die ... Don't die ... Mikel!"

Mikel's entire body was on top of Tyrande's, and blood was flowing out of his mouth like water.

No matter how Tyrande shouted, Mikel did not respond. His body did not move, and he had already stopped breathing.

In the explosion just now, a sharp piece of building debris directly penetrated Mikel's back, cutting through his spine, tearing his heart, and ending Mikel's young life in an instant!

"BOOM! BOOM! Boom ..."

Loud explosions continued to ring out in the surroundings. The entire base was surrounded and under crushing attack.

Just like Mikel, the heaven's wings Warriors in the base lost their lives one after another. In just a short while, hundreds of people had died.

In just a few minutes, the thousands of men in the base were all dead.