Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Many college students stood on the deck of the ship with dumbfounded expressions. They watched the figure coming from the distant shore and getting clearer and clearer.
As the figure approached, the dense fog began to thin. The island in the distance seemed to sharpen in resolution.
Not long after, the fog completely dissipated. The blue sea and blue sky appeared once more in the eyes of the crowd, but it wasn’t completely the same. A human figure stood above the sea.
It was a tall, muscular man. His exposed skin was covered in ancient tattoos and wore antiquated clothing. While his attire wasn’t completely analogous to animal skins worn by barbarians, it didn’t look modern at all.
At this moment, the people found that the man was not actually treading the waves, but below his feet was a huge shark. That's right, the man was riding the shark forward.
When the man saw the yacht, his eyes flickered, and he laughed loudly, “Thank you for giving me a ride.”
Then, the man gently leaped off the shark, jumping several meters high with an unbelievable speed and arc, and landed on the bow of the boat.
The crowd on the boat shrieked and screamed as the man landed. His landing caused the boat to shake three times causing the crowd to fall backward and forward.
“Sigh. What a bunch of weaklings. If this was in the middle of a war, your heads would probably be chopped off.”
The man said with dissatisfaction and then asked loudly, “Who is your leader?”
The crowd collectively paled in fright. Its members looked at each other without knowing how to answer.
This was because they couldn’t understand the man’s words at all. Only a few who studied history could tell that this was an ancient Celtic language, but no one spoke the Celtic language anymore in this era.
The man also noticed that these people could not understand his words. He slightly corrected himself and angrily said, “What did those damned birds and their god do to make the people not understand my words anymore?”
This time, the people on the boat understood the man because he had swi
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