Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
After three days of steadfast camping and fasting on the same spot, Roel finally managed to snag his prey. At the same time, in the forest near Fulte’s Stop, a black-haired woman opened her eyes at Paul’s reminder.
The Twin Stones was a unique magic mineral on the Sia Continent that existed in pairs. Whenever one of them was infused with mana, the other one would glow in resonation as well.
The little piece of stone in Paul’s hand was glowing crimson-red, seemingly reflecting the murderous intent boiling beneath Lilian’s calm exterior. She rose to her feet, and all of the members of the Special Ops Team quickly stood up and divided themselves into two teams.
“Let’s set off.”
Simple words, but they were much heavier than usual. The two teams began swiftly making their way toward their destination under the veil of the night.
At the same time, the cawing of crows began echoing inside the wine cellars. The bloodstained slaughterers raised their heads and looked at one another.
“Emergency! The bishop has sent news over!”
“Retreat as we’ve planned!”
The evil cultists immediately went into action, but little did they know that it was all too late.
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Cries of agony weren’t something which the usually soft-hearted Roel liked, for it symbolized pain and suffering. It was usually a harbinger of bad things, but not today.
Listening to Marceus’ screeching howls, Roel felt the rage and frustration that had been bubbling inside him for three whole days finally being released. His smile grew brighter as the cries crescendoed.
The screams of the sinner aren’t pleasant, but they are at least pacifying, Roel thought.
Meanwhile, the pale-faced Marceus finally backed into a wall and hollered.
“That student over there, what are you doing? It’s against the academy’s laws to attack a member of the teaching staff!”
He was trying his best to buy as much time as possible for him to recover.
Roel’s presence here was more than enough for him to figure out the truth. The Bluerose Ringbearer, whom he had looked down on all this while, had seen
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