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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Doris did not exactly hear what the male voice behind her said.
It was as if this voice was speaking underwater, vague and distorted. Not a word was clear, and it even sounded a little erratic.
Only the tone was vaguely familiar.
But it was just that trace of familiarity that evoked Doris’ prophetic instincts.
In this brief moment, Doris seemed to have returned to the dimly lit bookstore. Before her was the dark-haired young man with onyx eyes sitting behind the counter bathed in dull yellow light. His chin resting on a hand above his folded arms with a kindly smile, and he had said—
”Welcome.“
Yes, it’s exactly the same!
The Great Blessed One?!
There hadn’t been a single indication or any abnormal aether fluctuations since a while ago. And as far as her senses were concerned, there was also no one behind her at the moment. Was this a near-death hallucination?
However, the contact on her waist and her back was incredibly realistic, as if there really was an invisible person behind her and supporting her with absolute strength.
No, wait…
Doris finally came back to her senses. She took hold of the scepter again, gasping for breath, and regained her strength. Then, her consciousness returned to reality.
Her eyes narrowed as she remembered how she felt someone watching her in the forest when she had been awaiting the opening of the dream realm fissure.
At that time, she had guessed it was probably some mysterious and powerful being.
But from the look of things now, could it be Lady Silver’s Blessed One?
Had he been watching from the sidelines all this while? Not only had he given her the solution to the crisis in advance, he had even personally come to help the desperate and helpless. Perhaps this was all a test; Lady Silver had witnessed the piety they held in their hearts and was willing to shelter them again!
But arriving in this manner without a trace… and that mysterious Elder Sign.
Just how strong is the Blessed One? Doris' mind was wild with guesses.
However, in her gradually clearing vision, the two newly arrived Subterranean W
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