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!
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Even from tens of thousands of kilometers away, the intense naval battle was still clearly palpable, giving off a miserable flavor.
The loud sounds kept ringing in the ears.
The clouds were even more horrifying. Two Star Venerates of almost equal strength fought up there. Nearly no one dared to approach.
From the outside, that golden light that represented the Divine Shield Army steadily shrank, slowly massing.
One could peer through the golden light and see a bloody light trying several times to break out of the encirclement.
“The Divine Shield Army has one special characteristic. Their Divine Shield is as firm as a mountain. It will be hard for any of those pirates to escape this time,” Xiao Suo sighed softly. As a pirate himself, he felt fear in his heart, dissatisfied at the disastrous encounter of these people of the same trade, sympathizing with them.
He also felt some rage but could not do anything about it.
Unless a 9-Star pirate ship came along to save the situation, anything would be for naught. Just the Black Cutlass alone would be negligible, too small to fill the gaps between a person’s teeth. The disparity in numbers was too great.
“If it were the Blood Sword Army, some pirate groups might be able to survive this. However, the pirates that died would die deaths that would be a hundred times more painful,” Elder Tang added in sympathy as he gazed at this scene before him.
Xiao Chen studied the battle. The pirates had already lost the advantage. Now, it was just a question of whether they had an opportunity to break out of the encirclement.
At this moment, the wisest choice would be to leave quickly.
However, for some reason, he felt like something in that battlefield was calling out to him.
This was not a desire that came from his bloodline. Instead, it was a fetter from the depths of his soul. The two attracted each other as if they had some faint connection that was present and, at the same time, not.
This felt like it was just an illusion, giving rise to many wild thoughts.
“Is it this?”
A Buddhist
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