Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

The 30-meter-long Light Sword pierced through both the door and the person directly.


But there was no sound of flesh being cut, only the distinctive noise of fabric being torn.


Tattered cloth and wood shavings danced in the air.


The shadowy figure appeared once again.


Now, they stood about 5 meters away from the hospital room door, lightly clapping their hands.


Within the crisp sound of applause, a touch of admiration arose in the pitch-black corridor.


"Indeed worthy of being 'Ship Slayer' Jason, Your Excellency."


"To be so vigilant, even with such severe injuries."


The visitor's voice was sing-song and carried a distinctive intonation.


Using intonation and pauses to conceal their real voice.


The sound of footsteps emerged from the hospital room, and Jason's tall figure, wrapped in bandages, appeared at the doorway.


Jason raised his hand and pressed the light switch on the wall.


Chapter 85: Finally Takes the Stage