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!
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 Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 40: The Demon King’s Decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 631: The Word Traitor
The moment the humongous skeleton wrapped in crimson light appeared in the midst of Karon Forest’s mountain valley, the movements of the assailants immediately came to a halt, be it the frantically shouting Rodney and Wood, or the warriors who had charged forth valiantly.
It was a frightening sensation of stiffness that made them doubt that their blood had stalled to a halt, followed by an unbearable pressure crushing down on them. It took just a split moment before all of the believers of the Strength Sect fell to their knees and lowered their heads. Only the high transcendents, Rodney and Wood, were barely able to remain on their feet.
Meanwhile, the mercenaries of the Unyielding Sect also felt a heavy pressure on their bodies. Having received a notice beforehand, they didn’t fall into a panic. Still, Grandar’s powerful existence forced them to avert their gazes deferentially. Only Cynthia was barely able to maintain her gaze upon this mighty existence, but the more she looked at him, the more astounded she was.
High transcendents possessed sharper senses that allowed them to better perceive the existence of gods, discerning their nature and their strength. Based on what Cynthia was feeling, the crimson skeleton was an existence that wouldn’t pale in comparison to the great Earth Goddess she worshiped.
Worshiping two gods at once? How is this possible?
Words couldn’t begin to describe how shocked Cynthia was.
Ancient gods were strict and severe. They demanded absolute loyalty from their believers. A believer could lose a god’s grace just by marrying a woman disfavored by the god, let alone doing something as sacrilegious as worshiping another god.
Yet, such common sense didn’t seem to apply to Roel.
Cynthia was unaware that Roel was in an equal contract with Grandar and Peytra. He was a guide who had brought them out of their eternal slumber, becoming the bridge that linked them to the present reality. Their existences were mutually beneficial to one another, unlike the other believers who implored god’s grace th
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