“Y-You’re kidding, right?” Yennda shouted, losing his cool, “Don’t you fucking screw with me!” “You’re…Yuza, right?” Grehha stared at the […]

An hour before the First Major Disaster began, a string of expletives exploded in Yennda’s residence. “You…you fucking bastard! You

Granny Oyo was dead. Inala’s eyes were red, not from sadness but from anger. Moments before she breathed her last,

“Can I bear to kill it?” Inala muttered as he sprinted through the channel, cursing in response immediately after, “Fuck

“Give me at least a minute to feel good about my gains,” Inala complained as he continued to roll on

Beginner Silver Grade Pranic Beast—Empyrean Zinger! That was what Inala had become, a mutated variety of Zinger Royalty. Yes, royalty.

Running across a mountain peak, rushing between the Baobab trees was the Zinger King, keeping pace with the 44th Empyrean

Mystic Bone Art—Mystic Skill Creator! Inala activated the Bone Slip Skill and condensed the effects of the Mystic Skill Creator

Rata-tata-ta! Hearing the pitter-patter created by Prana Bombs colliding onto the settlement like rain, Inala was nervous, ‘The Zinger King

“Kuukukugaaa!” “Gukaaa!” “Gaku…uuaaa!” High-pitched shrieks resounded from Zinger Scouts, reverberating throughout the Dieng Canyon. Zingers could transmit entire speeches within