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
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
The evening sun cast a depressing orange glow over the tattered rubble of Leinster, as if prophesying the impending end of the City of Academies.
Be it the initial evacuation of its citizens or the following war and massacre, there was little question that Leinster was already a dead city. The Saints Convocation Leinster Branch was going to be cast away as pawns, just as its executives had planned, and the Salvation Brotherhood had also sustained significant damage.
Corpses were strewn all over the streets, and the noxious smell of blood and decomposing corpses challenged the tolerance limits of one’s olfactory system.
From time to time, there would be lucky survivors who managed to hold on to this day despite the ongoing chaos, but even these hardy individuals couldn’t help but reveal looks of fear toward the setting sun.
The night breeze cloaked the city in a layer of eerie blood mist. Shadows started squirming in whatever remaining buildings there were around as countless black-armored soldiers emerged from the darkest corners of the city. They were going to continue their pilgrimage under the lead of the black-robed figures.
Leinster was a city mired in despair, but not all hope was lost.
On the walls of Saint Freya Academy stood countless guards and students. Their faces were pale and their bodies trembled—it was hard not to know fear when they were aware of the horrors lurking in the darkness out there—but they still courageously stood their ground.
In the academy behind them, the few remaining staff members were currently evacuating the populace toward the Fog Forest with the spirits’ help. Amongst them were expecting women and innocent children, and many of them were their family members.
Rather than escaping in a fluster, these guards and students would rather show their dignified backs to the next generation and protect the future of humankind.
Protection and sacrifice, despair and hope—these were the main themes in the current era. Very few warriors were able to take death in stride, but many were still
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