“Seriously, who the fuck designed this teleportation system?! Shit, there’s plant-juice in my ear! Ugh, why can’t I get it out?! Is it immune to ‘Telekinesis’?! Damn it, well, whatever, I’ll survive somehow…” Michael and the others were covered in a thick green goop, as they unsteadily began standing up. Continue reading
Chapter 211: Southern Luxiana
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