Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 365: Two?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1249- Missing and progress
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 286: Benefits
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1248- Five things
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 978: Division and Unification
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 350 - Grinding Stones For Godly General Lin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 650: This Isn't The Final Farewell For Us
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 364: Cruel Self-Reflection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 42.1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 285: Embroidered Shoes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1247- Firm defence
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 977: Sentimentality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1246- Source battle (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.3
Rodney stared at the altar before him, reaching out for the silver placenta with shaky hands, ignoring the blood all over him.
As the whole thing occurred, the silver placenta seemed to wither, and now its squirming had gotten weak.
The charred portion was covered by the blood gushing out and what seemed like wriggling flesh started to regrow, but at a very slow pace.
As he stared at it, Rodney's grim expression suddenly softened. He wanted to touch the silver placenta but he didn't dare to and instead circled the altar.
"Are you frightened?" asked Rodney in a soft gentle voice. "Who hurt you?
"Let your humble servant resolve your problem for you, please bestow me with your power once again..."
His voice was hoarse and slow. "Please, give them back to me..."
The silver placenta contracted violently several times, like a malformed heart. The blood gushing out and covering the charred part successfully formed fresh skin and healed the wound.
Only then did it emit the faint light once more.
Rodney's staff, as if in resonance, also lit up as well.
However the ornament representing the Waning Crescent didn't light up and remained dark.
Combined with the damage on the silver placenta, this meant it wasn't just a temporary loss, but rather the power of the Waning Crescent was completely taken from the Moon itself!
Rodney's heart sank as well, but he still maintained his kindly expression and spoke gently to the silver placenta. "You've done well. Your humble servant will remain devoted to you for all eternity, destroying all your enemies, and for your everlasting protection and grace.”
He watched the gradually calming silver placenta for a while more, then turned and summoned the Saintess.
The Saintess' beautiful face was pale and her eyes were laden with fear. She knelt down and exclaimed with a trembling voice, "Your Holiness... I... I can't find Buck's soul. It's like he no longer exists, someone has completely erased his soul!"
Buck had been dispatched to pursue and kill Vincent.
He had gone up against the bookstore o
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