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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.*

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An Eye for an Eye

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

*Boom!*

Along with the loud explosion, the Tomahawk Missile exploded on the deck of the carrier. The power of the explosion was like a Tomahawk – breaking the carrier in half.

"What the f*ck! What the hell is going on?"

Damien and the twelve Silver-Winged Guards were more powerful than the rest of the Blood Descendants. Right before the Tomahawk Missiles exploded, they managed to escape to somewhere safe. And they were protected by their True Kang as well. None of them had suffered any form of injuries. However, the rest of the Blood Descendants were not as lucky as them. Only a small number of them had managed to run away from the explosion.

The reactions of the others were not as fast and they collided into each other when they tried to run for their lives – causing the whole escaping process being slowed down greatly. Some of them suffered from third-degree burns. Their skin and flesh were completely engulfed by the flame.