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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
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)
Silence reigned within the forest.
All the elves had surprisingly unanimous expressions as they stood dumbfounded, their dull eyes staring blankly at the unbelievable, fantasy-esque scene that unfolded before them.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Only these three profound philosophical questions lingered in their minds, as everything that made sense had seemingly crumbled in an instant.
The two humongous Destructive-rank beasts had turned into helpless little kittens and were crawling about meekly.
The ravaging blaze that devoured the forest and everything in its path had also instantly vanished.
Most freakish was the transformation of dead trees and scorched earth back into the initial lush and fertile environment. It was as if someone had removed a canvas of ruins over the initial appearance of the landscape; the past was all an illusion and the present was actual reality.
They were now doubting their entire elven lives, for their perception of everything seemed to have been thrown out the window.
However, this couldn't possibly be an illusion because the injuries they sustained as well as the Elder Sign marking their clothes were still present.
After a brief moment of silence, a chaotic commotion followed.
“What… what happened?"
"Is it Lady Silver's arrival?"
"It's a miracle!"
"Hahahahaha, eternal glory to the Iris!"
"Hahahah...."
“Did-did you all hear… hear something just now?”
"Hear what?"
“Yes! Yes! I think there was a hard-to-describe sound coming from the direction of the High Priestess. It was… muffled and unclear. It sounded like someone speaking or maybe it was the overlapping of many voices. I get a splitting headache whenever I attempt to make out the message but I just could not resist trying to…”
“That magnitude of strength is unnerving. Could it be the work of a Supreme-rank?”
“No, I’m afraid it’s beyond that…”
Scattered conversations like these broke out within the ranks of the elves.
The alarmed elders at the altar came out to survey the surroundings in bewilderment, wondering to themselves if they had been drea
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