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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The moment the humongous skeleton wrapped in crimson light appeared in the midst of Karon Forest’s mountain valley, the movements of the assailants immediately came to a halt, be it the frantically shouting Rodney and Wood, or the warriors who had charged forth valiantly.
It was a frightening sensation of stiffness that made them doubt that their blood had stalled to a halt, followed by an unbearable pressure crushing down on them. It took just a split moment before all of the believers of the Strength Sect fell to their knees and lowered their heads. Only the high transcendents, Rodney and Wood, were barely able to remain on their feet.
Meanwhile, the mercenaries of the Unyielding Sect also felt a heavy pressure on their bodies. Having received a notice beforehand, they didn’t fall into a panic. Still, Grandar’s powerful existence forced them to avert their gazes deferentially. Only Cynthia was barely able to maintain her gaze upon this mighty existence, but the more she looked at him, the more astounded she was.
High transcendents possessed sharper senses that allowed them to better perceive the existence of gods, discerning their nature and their strength. Based on what Cynthia was feeling, the crimson skeleton was an existence that wouldn’t pale in comparison to the great Earth Goddess she worshiped.
Worshiping two gods at once? How is this possible?
Words couldn’t begin to describe how shocked Cynthia was.
Ancient gods were strict and severe. They demanded absolute loyalty from their believers. A believer could lose a god’s grace just by marrying a woman disfavored by the god, let alone doing something as sacrilegious as worshiping another god.
Yet, such common sense didn’t seem to apply to Roel.
Cynthia was unaware that Roel was in an equal contract with Grandar and Peytra. He was a guide who had brought them out of their eternal slumber, becoming the bridge that linked them to the present reality. Their existences were mutually beneficial to one another, unlike the other believers who implored god’s grace th
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