Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 157: War Rights
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3720: Nanming Yuyan
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 255: Gossiping
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 408: A Perfume Sachet
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 072: Luo Li: Are You Going to Reason with Me?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 926: I Need to Cool Down
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 32: Run, Run!
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 254: First Cripple Him
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744.5- 250 thousand crystals
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 889 - Mind-Boggling Wealth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744- 250 thousand crystals part 1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 770: The Power of Spacetime
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 197 - This Seems To Be The Birth Of A New Godly Powerhouse.
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.11 - Good Sunny Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3719: The Sword Heart Ancestor
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 253: Unruly
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 407: Take a Look at This World
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 31: Even More Ridiculous
There have been weird pulsations coming from the dungeon?
Roel was taken aback to hear Chris’ words. He quickly ran through the plotline of Eyes of the Chronicler that he still remembered, but it only made him blink his eyes in confusion.
Based on his experience thus far, he realized that the butterfly effects arising from his changes weren’t as pronounced as he thought. Except for certain special circumstances or direct interference on his part, there was still a good chance that events from the game would still play out as they were supposed to.
Of course, he understood that the referential value of the prophetic Eyes of the Chronicler was falling with all of the changes he had brought about. For one, the events between the female capture targets and Paul Ackermann were unlikely to work out anymore since their relationship wouldn’t snowball. Nevertheless, he expected most of the background details to remain constant.
Yet, he didn’t recall the game mentioning anything about an anomaly in the dungeon, which meant that things had started diverging from the game plotline here.
“Here, take this. It’s the oil extract from the Lamp of Homecoming. If you find yourself stuck in the dungeon, light up the oil and follow its lead. It should bring you out safely.”
Chris took out a small wooden bottle and passed it over. Roel examined the bottle curiously and saw that it was filled with translucent oil-like fluid.
After entrusting the magic tool into Roel’s hands, she gave a few more words of advice before taking her leave. As a teacher of the academy, her action was bordering on cheating by according preferential treatment to a student, so it would be unwise for her to remain here and garner more attention.
Roel looked at the departing figure of the crimson-haired woman with a moved heart.
This descendant of an Assembly’s member sure is a warm-hearted person. Her ancestor must be one of Kayde’s close friends, possibly even having left some words on the ancient treant’s body before. I didn’t expect her to be so excited at th
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