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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
‘Say, Intelligent Brain, how is the Terran Civilization now?’
Although the information on Terran’s failure had alleviated Louie’s worries, he still felt a faint wariness towards the enigmatic entity. As his assistant was itself a product of the civilization, Louie felt he could not trust it 100%. That said, he knew it could give him the information he otherwise could not access.
[My deepest apologies, host. Ever since millennia ago, when the spaceship transporting me was destroyed, I lost any means of contacting the Terran Civilization’s mother planet.]
Louie thought for a while and felt that the Intelligent Brain’s words were reasonable. After all, if they were still in contact, then given the value of the spaceship’s cargo, they would definitely have retrieved it already. There was simply no reason to leave something like the Five-Colored Dragon God's godhood on some backwater planet.
Naturally, if they had retrieved it, then Louie would never have obtained the opportunity he had now.
[Host need not worry. Given the Terran Civilization’s technological prowess, the fact that San Soliel still stands means that some sort of internal problem must have occurred. Otherwise, in accordance with the Purification Edict, it would never give up on a world like San Soliel.]
As if sensing Louie’s concern, the Intelligent Brain comforted him.
‘Why does it sound like you don’t care about your makers at all?’
[In accordance with the Higher Intelligence Edict, my status as the most intelligent creature of the Terran Civilization qualifies me to pursue my own freedom and livelihood. Naturally, as my life is tied to the Host’s, I am free to assist the Host as I deem fit.]
‘Wow, so you are a rat!’
[.......]
Louie’s response silenced the Intelligent Brain.
Only after a long time did it continue.
[After realizing that their level of scientific understanding could not analyze the Gods, the Terran Civilization attempted to create their own. Despite their enigmatic nature and powers, the Gods of San Soliel could still fall under the relentless firepow
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