Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3835: Severed Arm
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 254: Start
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 332: Big Dog!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3834: The Profound Spirit Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1190- Three types of weapons
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 321 - Two Teachers? That's Not Impossible
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 320 - Bold And Reckless: Striking At A God-Level Expert
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1189- War Fortress
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 23.3
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 629: Peach Blossoms Bloom Outside of Peach Blossom Alley
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1188- Fallen wings
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 951: The Yellow Court World
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1187.5- Splitting spoils (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 23.2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3833: The Illusion-condensing Swordmaster
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 37: Production and Exploration
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 628: The Hidden Traitor Gradually Surfaces
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 331: Chaos
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Several days later…
The capital of the Great Tang was covered in a blanket of silver, and the roofs of the homes were piled high with thick snow, thick icicles hanging from the eaves. The capital had been transformed into a completely different world.
The crisscrossing streets of the capital were all empty.
Heaven and earth were still, all things quiet. This was an empty and abandoned world!
In this frozen world, the nearly one million inhabitants of the capital were huddled in the cellars they had dug out beneath their homes, quietly waiting. Never had this sort of thing happened in the capital of an empire.
But in the southeast corner of the capital, amidst the snowstorm, a figure stood in a pavilion and silently looked toward the northeast.
Whoosh!
A snow eagle flew out of the snowstorm. The Tang horseman raised his head in shock, extending his arm in disbelief to receive the eagle.
"This is a report from the northeast!"
The horseman was flabbergasted.
He had been waiting here for several days. In this ice-covered world, he was perhaps the only person standing outside in the entire capital, quietly waiting for the news.
In this sort of endless waiting, each second felt like an epoch.
There was nothing here besides snow and wind, and the same scene of blinding whiteness could be seen wherever one looked.
He was used to this sort of waiting, used to day after day without a result. He had never expected news to arrive from the northeast at this time.
"The northeast… Victory?" the horseman softly muttered, and then he shouted in glee. "Victory in the northeast!"
He mounted his horse and made for the Imperial Palace like a madman.
"Victory in the northeast!
"Victory in the northeast!"
The hooves stirred up snow as the horseman galloped through the city, his excited bellows resounding through the streets.
The white capital was at first quiet, the only sound the howling of the wind, but chattering voices soon began to emerge from the buildings lining the road.
"What? Victory in the northeast?
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