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
A brilliant golden radiance reminiscent of the sun’s rays irradiated the fog-covered town, but it brought about not hope but a countdown to death. Under the golden light, Roel collapsed to the ground as if someone had siphoned out his soul.
But before the old man with the fog lamp could make a second move, Lilian suddenly leaped into the room. She gritted her teeth to endure the soul-rending pain as she pulled Roel tightly into her arms.
The next moment, four magicians dressed in white garbs appeared out of nowhere and began chanting a cryptic chorale.
The fog lamp had dimmed after subduing Roel, but upon Lilian’s arrival, it released yet another burst of soul-reaping light.
Lilian stood unfazed against the terrifying attack. Right before the second wave of light was about to strike, her magicians finally completed their incantation and invoked a spatial teleportation spell, bringing them out of this dangerous place.
Abhorrence warped the old man’s face as he watched the two of them escape. He turned to the four spatial magicians who were left behind and waved his bony hand. The four of them immediately disappeared as if they had been devoured by the fog.
After dealing with the remnants of his enemies, the old man’s expression eased up a little. He gazed at the depths of the fog and wandered off as if he was searching for something.
Meanwhile, inside an empty room in the town, an embracing couple suddenly appeared out of thin air and tumbled onto the ground.
“Tok!”
A loud thud echoed within the room. It was a heavy fall, but Lilian had no time to pay it any heed. The moment she landed, she placed her hand on the floor and invoked the Ackermanns’ specialty spell.
“Ten Fortresses!”
With a glow of mana, another layer of walls started forming along the inner perimeter of the dark room. It swiftly closed up to form a small isolated space.
At the same time, a barely discernible tracking spell swept across Roel and Lilian, but it was unable to pick up on their existence under Ten Fortresses’ protection.
Lilian looked slig
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