Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
A luxurious carriage moved at a very fast speed on the road to Dragon City. Two dragon beasts pulled the carriage forward and the carriage itself emitted strong magical fluctuations to the extent that even ordinary people could notice them. The owner of the carriage did this as a way to warn others that they were not mortal. Thieves and bandits should stay away from here.
Those who could afford to attack this kind of carriage were all big shots. Everyone else would steer clear of it, however, as the inhabitant within it was sure to have powerful escorts.
Sitting inside this carriage was none other than Princess Aurora of the Subila Kingdom and her escorts.
“Lord Derek, why do we have to move separately from the army? Could it be that there is still danger along the way?”
Aurora sat modestly inside the carriage’s soft cushions. Beside her was a beautiful silver-haired girl who yawned sleepily. This was the human form of the silver dragon Agnes.
The culture of San Soliel often emphasized the transience of life and the need to make every moment count. After all, death could visit almost anyone from any number of directions. Because of this, social norms highlighted personal expression and individuality to a large extent. Notions of chastity and decency were, consequently, quite low in the pecking order of values. And so Aurora’s bold lace dress was not out of place.
Her gold and black hair came to her shoulders, and her puffy breasts were half exposed. Her delicate and smooth skin was like snow that highlighted her proud figure.
Aurora did not think that her clothing was inappropriate. In the world of San Soliel, from goddesses down to mortal women, all thought that showing their charm as women was something to be proud of.
In front of Aurora was the legendary rank warrior who had not changed for twenty years. Neither his strength nor appearance had changed at all. Ranking up from legendary rank to a demigod was something that could not be accomplished solely by hard work as it also required tremendous luck.
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