Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Astrid waited outside the door as she prayed earnestly for an abundance of offspring.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Roel had no idea what he should do with the bottle. It took a long moment of hesitation before he gathered the courage to walk deeper into the room.
This room was similar to the one he had woken up in earlier. There was a conspicuous lack of personal possessions around, the clock on the wall had stopped ticking too. The only difference was the abundance of dream spirits fluttering around the room.
“Senior?”
He called out lightly, but there was no response.
Somehow, the knowledge that Lilian wasn’t awake yet came as a relief to him, and his nervous heart calmed down a little. He headed deeper into the room with less reservations than before, and he soon found himself faced with a young lady resting on the bed.
Her face and lips looked much paler than usual due to her having lost quite a lot of blood, and her jet-black hair was scattered messily around the pillow. Her chest was moving up and down rhythmically along with her breathing.
Somehow, Roel couldn’t help but think that there was a very different atmosphere around her.
He was immensely relieved to see that Lilian was safe and sound, but at the same time, her figure left his throat feeling a little parched.
He took a moment to calm himself before slowly approaching the bed. Just like that night, he pulled a chair over and sat by her bedside, though he was a little apprehensive about carelessly grabbing her hand this time around.
Looking at her small and delicate fingers, he couldn’t help but recall how she had snapped them to summon Ten Fortresses. Her fingers had already been treated by Astrid, but his heart wouldn’t stop trembling as he stared at them.
He gently wrapped his hands around Lilian’s and exhaled softly. Despite his light movement, it still roused Lilian’s consciousness, and she slowly opened her eyes.
“!”
Lilian’s eyes reddened the moment she caught sight of Roel. The two of them stared at one another intently, but neither of t
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