Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Louie was shocked to see a human in the room, and in a flash, he readied the godhood within him to attack and slap this human to death.
Although his divine power reserves had decreased by two-thirds, he would not hesitate to use the remaining portion to guarantee his safety.
Surprisingly, however, his apprehension turned out to be unnecessary.
Seeing the old mage hugging his leg and wailing, Louie felt slightly lost as to how to proceed.
Embroidered onto the mage’s robes were seven rings, indicating his status as an archmage. As a demigod, Louie’s sneeze alone could incinerate him, but as a baby, the archmage could probably turn Louie into his pet if he so wished.
Right now, however, this mage was on his knees weeping and begging for mercy. Louie knew then that his previous performance had been flawless. At this point, his ‘strength’ should have been well-understood, and no one would make a move on him casually.
As a side note, it should be mentioned that in the world of San Soliel, death was not the end for lifeforms. Powerful mages could extract and torture the souls of their enemies. And with a dragon on the level of a demigod, the mere hypotheticals of what they could do would leave anyone in spine-tingling horror. Only lunatics would dare make such a gamble.
That a dragon would pick up godhood and merge with it so completely using non-magical means would be the last thing on anyone’s mind.
Marches hugged the dragon’s leg. He rubbed the corner of his eyes and stealthily measured up Louie. Seeing the dragon’s cold and cruel pupils, he shivered in fear of being obliterated the next instant.
Naturally, all of this was just in his imagination. As a human, he couldn’t actually read a dragon’s expression. It was even more impossible for him to decipher a dragon’s intent by just looking at its eyes. He could only guess based on what he knew.
Marches’ gaze swept over the sword rolled up by Louie’s tail. A momentary fervor flashed through his face, but he stifled it instantly. Revealing any greed for a dragon’s belongings in fron
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