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Lord Of The Lost

When William awakens submerged in a bathtub filled with blood, his life veers into the unimaginable. With no recollection of how he got there, he soon discovers he's become an unwilling player in the mysterious "Sequence Game"—a perilous competition that transcends reality and plunges participants into otherworldly realms. As William navigates these strange new worlds, he encounters bizarre legends and witnesses the birth of eerie entities. Whispers of an impending catastrophe grow louder: malevolent gods are invading, ancient powers are reawakening, and the fabric of reality is unraveling. Humanity teeters on the brink as extraordinary paths to divinity unfold before them, offering both salvation and temptation. Amidst the chaos, a beacon of hope emerges in the form of William, a fearless warrior wielding a spear and an unyielding spirit. Striding boldly at the forefront of this epochal shift, William becomes a symbol of resistance against the encroaching darkness. William must unravel the secrets of the Sequence Game and harness newfound powers to stand against the looming apocalypse. With the death knell of their world sounding and a cosmic countdown echoing in everyone's ears, they race against time to prevent ultimate destruction. In a reality where myths become tangible and every choice could herald doom or deliverance, who will rise as the final savior? The Sequence Game is a gripping odyssey of destiny, courage, and the relentless fight against cosmic annihilation. Journey with William as he confront ancient evils, forge unbreakable bonds, and strive to save not just their world, but all of existence. #VR

Lordofthelost · 奇幻
分數不夠
128 Chs

Vampire Clan!

William felt an intense, chilling gaze pierce through him, sending a shiver down his spine. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and his heart pounded wildly as he realized they were no longer alone. Whatever was watching them from the shadows wasn't human or anything close.

"Run!" he shouted to his companions, his voice barely holding back the terror he felt. The three of them bolted from the courtyard, their footsteps echoing through the cold, stone hallways of the castle. There was no time to think, no time to look back. They could feel the oppressive presence pursuing them, filling the air with a suffocating dread that seemed to sap the strength from their legs. They ran faster, panic gripping their chests, until finally, they burst through the castle gates and sprinted out into the open, gasping for air.

"This place… it's a nightmare!" one of them panted, his voice trembling.