Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 066.1: Heads Delivered from Afar, Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 9: Scraping It Clean
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 208: Banquet
A month passed in a flash.
The weather was starting to turn warm as the seasons marched toward summer.
In the master bedroom of the Azure Manor, an alarm clock suddenly went off, and a black-haired young man opened his eyes. With a light swing of his hand, he silenced the noisy clock with his mana.
Unlike other days, Roel didn’t sit up right away. He continued lying in his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Today happened to be a rest day for Saint Freya Academy. While the alarm clocks went off as usual, the campus was still quieter than usual.
Unfortunately, rest days didn’t necessarily spell a break from work. Roel was one perfect example of that—heck, he was even working in his dreams!
Roel sighed softly as he raised his hand and stared at the shimmering Blackrose Ring sitting on his finger. A heartened smile curled on his lips.
It has grown once again. Good… but it’s so exhausting.
He thought about the fight he had just been through in his dreams and sighed softly. He had been so busy over the past month that he only wore the Blackrose Ring to sleep eight times in total. Prioritizing his safety over all things else, he chose to only target solitary black-armored soldiers.
After crossing blows with the monsters in his dream several times, he noticed that the only ones with commanding power were the black-robed figures. Ever since they noticed his intrusion, the black-robed figures would always be accompanied by at least five black-armored soldiers, though it was worth noting that the black-armored soldiers would gradually scatter whenever the black-robed figures weren’t around.
He had killed over fifty black-armored soldiers to date, but for some reason, the number of monsters in the dream world only seemed to be increasing. He hadn’t been able to make sense of this bizarre phenomenon yet, but his intuition told him that it didn’t bode well. It was likely that the circumstances were worsening in one way or the other.
Just thinking about it left Roel with a headache, prompting him to massage his temples. Th
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