Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The gray-white halos greatly boosted the ability of the army to resist the extreme cold.
Moreover, as the army set out, they carried with them round or square copper pearls or cauldrons.
These were special ritual tools that Genesis Supreme had brought along, their surfaces covered with mysterious inscriptions. Crimson light like lava spewed out from the depths of these ritual tools, rising more than three hundred feet into the air.
Invisible energy rippled out from these ritual tools. Within several hundred feet, the snowstorm could not get close. These ritual tools were systematically distributed throughout the army, together creating a mobile formation that covered the entire alliance army and minimized the effects of the snowstorm on it.
"Killkillkill!
"When the battle begins, I want everyone to charge in there! The steel fortress has a large amount of roast pig, roast lamb, beef, chicken… You can eat as much as you want!
"Once we kill the Tang, all of it will be ours!"
An Eastern Turkic general cracked his whip to keep the army advancing as he looked at the fortress and savagely shouted.
"A roast pig with a crispy outside and tender inside, the yellow fat dripping to the ground and sizzling, sprinkled with cumin and salt… Have you eaten this before?
"None of you have eaten it, but I have! I don't want to eat those rock-like rations anymore. Get out there and kill all the Tang, and all of it will be yours!"
The Eastern Turkic general's words had everyone's stomachs grumbling and their fingers twitching.
The news of the feasts the Tang had been holding over the last few days was known throughout the entire army. For the alliance army, which had been living a savage life, that food within the fortress held an irresistible allure.
Not even jewels and gold held as much temptation.
An Eastern Turkic soldier swallowed his saliva and roared, "General, just tell us what to do and who to kill! We'll follow your orders! His Majesty just needs to promise that he'll hold us a feast just like
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