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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Li Qingshan suddenly snapped open his eyes from his dreams. His clear, scarlet irises reflected the sky filled with gloomy, low-hanging clouds. He blinked his eyes, and they gradually turned black again. He asked with an unclear, immature voice, “Where are we?”
Xiao An pinched his cheek. “Near Black Cloud city.”
Li Qingshan widened his eyes and waved his fist. “I’m going to get angry!”
Xiao An let go. “Stingy!”
Li Qingshan then asked, “How’s the situation?”
“Take a look for yourself!”
Xiao An lifted him high up into the air, and Li Qingshan immediately saw the military camps spread throughout the wilderness. There was actually no end to it. There were garrisons belonging to the demonfolk everywhere.
The sky was thick with inky clouds, such that he struggled to tell whether they were natural clouds or a result of rising demon qi. It almost made contact with the black clouds that never dispersed over Black Cloud city.
The demonfolk had clearly pushed their territory to right beneath Black Cloud city, forming a boundary that was difficult to see with the naked eye yet also distinct. Any techniques that entered the region would drastically weaken.
As a result, the two sides both used primitive tools to attack and defend, like ballista, bows and arrows, catapults, battering rams, and so on.
The heavy reeking of blood and the booming battle cries had already weakened drastically in the wind, yet they were still so significant.
From so far away, he experienced a strange sensation. The densely-packed demonfolk climbed towards Black Cloud city like ants as they collapsed under each volley of arrows and each wave of rocks.
They were clearly destined to die, yet they could not advance, never to retreat. Their flesh and blood formed a muddy swamp very soon.
This was the most intense siege, as well as the most horrific, swarming battle. With every passing moment, people died in battle, yet no one cared. Even they themselves were seeing red, roaring away until they became hoarse, submerged in an unbelievable fervency.
It basically felt a litt
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