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!
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)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
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
On a long-missed crimson plain, Roel stood on Grandar’s shoulder as he watched the sunset and the earth basked in its afterglow.
Be it ancient gods or giants, they were existences to be respected and feared. Had it been in the ancient era, only those of a high race who had been accorded permission could have the honor of standing on the shoulder of a giant. Insignificant existences like humans were only worthy of prostrating on the ground as they waited for the giants to pass them by.
The doubt harbored by Rodney and the other villagers was legitimate. Regardless of which epoch one was in, there was no doubt that humans paled by far in comparison to those monsters who had been ruling the world ever since the ancient era.
If one were to view the progression of transcendents as a benchmark for the development of a civilization, the human race would be in the Iron Age, lagging so far behind the others that they were only chasing after the footsteps of those far ahead in the race.
But, of course, this mattered not to Roel. He was currently a friend who had signed a contract of equals with Grandar, so standing on the latter’s shoulder was not anything to make a fuss about. In fact, it was much more convenient to do so when they were having a conversation.
“Grandar, I’ve been wondering all this while, but I’m really curious as to why we met one another.”
It had been half a month since the last time they met in the Witness State. Roel was delighted to cross paths with his skeletal friend in his dreams once more, and this confirmed his suspicions that the latter could appear in the real world too.
“If my bloodline allows me to slip into the annals of history and witness sights that have already been forgotten by humanity, how did our connection even come to be in the first place? You have already passed away a very long time ago, right?”
Roel stroked his lower jaw contemplatively.
The giants had already completely vanished by Victoria’s era in the Third Epoch, and Grandar himself had also mentioned that he had already pas
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