Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
It was no easy feat to keep track of the kill counts when there were multiple parties simultaneously bombarding the enemy with devastating spells, not to mention that not all kills were equal.
How could one say if a person who defeated a platoon of Origin Level 4s had contributed more than someone who defeated an Origin Level 3?
In view of that, the greatest contributor of a battle was usually determined to be the one who took down the enemy general instead of the one with the highest kill count.
And that explained why Francis felt goosebumps all over his body.
He had no idea what was going on with those women, but he could sense their predatory eyes on him. He knew he had to fight back with everything he had if he wished to survive this ordeal.
Loud cracking sounds echoed from his bones.
Francis had steeled his resolve to fracture 30% of his bones as a tribute to borrow his god’s powers. The ritual resulted in a deterioration of his physical condition, but his confident smirk showed that everything was in his grasp.
The highest divinity of the Saints Convocation, the Mother Goddess, possessed powers far surpassing that of ordinary gods. Over the past few centuries, the disciples had only seen the tip of the iceberg of the Mother Goddess’ glorious power.
However, an existence as lofty as the Mother Goddess would never answer a prayer, even if the other party was an executive. Catching the Mother Goddess’ eye was the greatest honor a disciple could hope for.
The executives of the Saints Convocation were painfully aware of this issue, and it was a sore spot for them. It placed them at a disadvantage against other powers, as the absence of their god’s support spelled a gap in their top-tier power.
Of course, the Saints Convocation had their God’s Envoys too, who were both sentient and intelligent. The only problem was that they were in the habit of indiscriminately killing anyone who dared stand before them, making it impossible to garner their help.
This woe had burdened the Saints Convocation for many years, and it
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