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
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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)
In the cold lands of the northern main continent—
There was a village in a snow-capped land. Its denizens were a tough and hardy lot, each wearing the thick furs of hunted beasts as their clothing in the chilly climate.
There probably weren’t more than a thousand individuals in this settlement. And almost all of the people within it were half-bloods. A variety of features that would never manifest in pure-blooded humans could be seen in the population. Some folk bore traces of clear barbarian heritage in their genes, and others seemed to harken to some kind of snow cyclopean ancestry.
In these snowy plains lived the cruel snow cyclops. These humanoid monsters were brutal and loved to hunt humans to sate their desires for sport, food, and lust
Reproductive isolation was very rare in the world of San Soliel, and almost any interracial creature could be born. This village was a haven for the crossbreeds between humans and cyclopses.
These people could not live in a human society not only because of their strange appearances but also because of the snow cyclop's blood in their bloodlines.
The northern snowfields were sparsely populated but also rich in various species of creatures. These villagers rely on hunting for a living. The furs, frozen meat, and other items their village produced were used for trading with nearby cities. They would usually send humans with less shocking appearances to trade in the cities nearby.
For hundreds of years, this land of mixed blood had this kind of lifestyle.
The God of Strategy Anhur was born and grew up here. He was a gifted person who achieved the position of demigod hundreds of years ago. After becoming a demigod, he did not leave his hometown but instead became its guardian. With his strength and wisdom, he protected his people from the monsters nearby. Due to his protection, the village had grown from a few hundred to thousands of people.
As a result of all this, Anhur was worshiped by the people in the village. Although the people here were few, they were all devout b
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