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
An inconspicuous restaurant in London currently played host to several intelligence officers of different nationalities. Centered within their vision was a golden apple sitting on a table in the middle of the room. Each sat tensely and eyed the object with a mixture of curiosity, fear, and greed.
These officials all represented different governments and intelligence agencies. And all had the common desire to snatch the apple so that their government could study it. As sensible individuals, however, they knew they would never succeed. At least, not when they were in the heart of the UK and on such short notice.
But even this rational understanding, while initially enough to make them stay their hands, wasn’t enough to check their desires. In the end, a brawl erupted as each vied for possession of the apple
At MI13’s underground base Mr. A, using the nation’s satellite cameras, witnessed the Celtic god leap up and speed towards Buckingham Palace. He anxiously dialed his phone and ordered the Queen’s guards to double down on their defenses before turning back to the wall of surveillance monitors.
At the moment all he could do was pray that the situation did not devolve further. After all, Christ was currently walking the Earth, right? But from the corner of his eye, he noticed something strange unfold on one of the screens.
One of the screens displayed the interior of what looked like a restaurant. And in it, multiple intelligence operatives were fighting tooth and nail for a golden apple. Even his own country’s officers were involved in the tussle, and he could only sigh at the disgrace of the situation.
“What are those people doing?!” he shouted
“W-we don’t know what happened, sir. After seeing the apple, everyone went crazy.”
A scholar who had been observing the monitor wiped his sweat as he responded. He hesitated for a moment and continued, “There are no records of golden apples in Celtic mythology, but they are famous in Greek mythology. Although there was no exact description of its usage, it prompted t
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