Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 364: Cruel Self-Reflection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 42.1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 285: Embroidered Shoes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1247- Firm defence
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 977: Sentimentality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1246- Source battle (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.3
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 976: Arrival
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1244- Worry and Joy
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 349 - Possessing Puppets And Learning Through Combat
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 648: Who Can Fathom an Emperor's Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 283: Confiscate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 362: The Perfect Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.2
Amidst the surging waves, a little Roel-brand black fog submarine zoomed across the water to head for the area where the golden butterflies were.
Roel took a glance at the notifications of the System before struggling to push his body upward. It was excruciatingly painful, but he managed to adjust his position so that he could see into the center of the gathering of golden butterflies, where a safe Charlotte stood. Seeing this, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Thwack!
A crisp cracking sound echoed from his arm. Perhaps it was due to the tension leaving his body, such that his bone felt that there was no need to hold on anymore, but just trying to raise his body up was actually enough to cripple his arm.
Having lost his support, Roel ended up tumbling headfirst into the ashes. He coughed twice before managing to flip himself over. Instinctively, he wanted to pop his bone back in place, but after a momentβs reflection, he dropped the idea.
Forget it. Instead of popping it back in place, I might just end up crippling my other arm too.
Knowing just what kind of condition his body was in, Roel sighed deeply. There was still some crimson mana lingering on his body, caused by his deep undead reanimation state. It was normal for his brittle bones to fracture.
He was trying his best to think happy thoughts to divert his attention away from reality so as to remain optimistic. Looking at the blue sky that Peytra left behind on her departure, he couldnβt help but feel that the world was such a wonderful place. Anyone would think the same after surviving the stifling despair Sire Darkness brought with it.
The dawn sun had already fully risen, and the surging seas gradually calmed. The world reverted back to normal. Looking at the vast, boundless scenery before him, an irrepressible joy broke free from Roelβs heart. There were many difficulties along the way, but he still succeeded in protecting the person he wanted to.
It has only been a few days, but I really do miss home. I want a few days of rest without having to look at anymore ancient
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