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
Moving in accordance with its master’s will, the dusk tempest formed innumerable tornadoes that swiftly morphed into spears at Roel’s command.
These were invincible spears of wind that corroded anything that stood in their way, making them nigh impossible to guard against. Even space seemed to freeze in place before this tremendous force of nature. With a wave of Roel’s arm, the countless spears of wind whizzed toward Priestley with deafening roars.
On the other hand, Priestley had already channeled an overwhelming amount of mana that revitalized his body back to its prime. Faced with the menacing aggression coming from one of the Six Calamities, he raised his staff and summoned countless spirits that shone brightly around him.
With these spirits as the catalyst, the sky suddenly seemed to reverse at his command, and the all-devouring blinding white light reemerged in the world.
The two powers clashed and attempted to devour each other.
Roel felt stronger than ever with the buff he had received from the Witch Queen and Lilian’s blood, even more so than he was with Peytra’s Blessing. With ample mana sustaining him, he could afford to throw whatever he wanted against Priestley without much worry.
His Origin Attribute started to quiver as he floated into mid-air. He gazed at Priestley with eyes glowing like candlelight as he raised his palm and channeled the full prowess of the Crown’s Stone, as if he was really intending to unleash the ancient monster upon the world.
A towering silhouette with an indistinct face vaguely appeared amidst the dusk-yellow wind. It was the deathbringer that had brought down countless ancient civilizations.
It was only then that Priestley finally understood the source of Roel’s confidence.
“Is this the reason behind your arrogance? The legendary monster who has driven many ancient civilizations into extinction, one of the envoys of the Mother Goddess—Tempest Caller. It’s indeed an embodiment of fear,” said Priestley as he stared at the monster formed out of wind.
He lowered his gaze afterw
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