Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
The medicine tasted surprisingly decent, carrying a slight tinge of sweetness too. Roel suspected that it was an intentional choice, considering how Rosaians were terribly fond of sweetness. He turned to the Bell of Protection on the table and stroked it lightly as a doubt surfaced in his mind.
How do I use this?
The most common way to use the bell was simply to ring it, but the notion of periodically ringing a bell while attempting to make a breakthrough felt oddly ludicrous, almost like a shamanistic ritual.
He considered it for a moment, but he decided not to ask the maids for help. He wanted to try infusing his mana into it first. It was supposed to be quite a high-level magic tool after all, so it didn’t make much sense for it to be triggered manually.
As a matter of fact, he was right.
The moment his mana flowed into the black bell, it suddenly came to life. Deep chimes that sounded as if they had come from a long time ago reverberated ceaselessly. The incomprehensible runes inscribed on the surface of the bell began wiggling about.
With a crisp chime, the runes rose into the air and formed a special domain around Roel. In his daze, he seemed to hear the distant chimes echoing in his head, but bizarrely, the black bell on the table wasn’t moving at all.
“Is this some sort of barrier?”
Roel examined the area around him before finally nodding in realization. A warm sensation began surging around his body as drowsiness started to weigh down his mind.
Amidst the gentle, deep chimes, the composed Roel channeled his mana around his body to push for a breakthrough. The room fell silent.
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The following morning, a black carriage emblazoned with the eye of the candlelight arrived at the wide courtyard of the Hundred Birds Gallery. The guards were able to recognize right away that it was the exclusive carriage of the Ascarts, so they greeted them respectfully before granting them passage.
From the butler down to the guards, there was not a single person in the Hundred Birds Gallery who was unaware of the situation concerning the
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