Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Congreve’s absolute confidence wasn't without reason.
Although Cherry had amassed enough status and power in the Ash Chamber of Commerce within just three years to outperform Congreve’s many years of achievements, he was confident of determining the fate of this miserable bastard this time round.
“Status?
"Power?
“I will make you cast all of it away. You will have to rely on your bloodline to find where the exchange is held. Ha, you’re just an arrogant little bird who overestimates your own ability, yet you’re still unable to complete your goal without help from your family who despises you...” scoffed Congreve.
He had always known that there were people in the Chapman Family with a clear disdain for Cherry, and she too detested these cunning and treacherous clansmen.
She had always had a clear abhorrence for bloodline, going as far as to reject the skill and techniques of the druids.
Coincidentally, this was also Congreve’s leverage against Cherry.
Moreover, this obnoxious little birdie was completely oblivious to her imminent transgressions. Do you think it’s just the Church of the Dome?
No, no, no…
It's the twelve Pandemonium-ranks from Blood Feast.
That Destructive-rank from the Path of the Flaming Sword and his ten Pandemonium-rank subordinates.
A Destructive-rank and twenty-two Pandemonium-ranks!
Cherry, oh Cherry, you are stuck between a rock and a hard place...
“Hahahaha…” Congreve let out an uncontrollable laugh after imagining Cherry’s usually stony expression turning into one of indescribable terror.
He wanted to rile up Cherry’s inordinate desire to win, that wild heart too proud to admit defeat!
"Then," Congreve’s eyes flashed with excitement, and he slowly rubbed his palms together, “I will personally crush and tear it apart.“
Congreve closed his eyes, casually sat down and began envisioning how he would annihilate Cherry and reclaim his rightful status.
He would then capture those who had double-crossed him to aid Cherry, skinning and dump them into saltwater.
Once he gained the position of clan head with support o
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