Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
I’ll first acquire a crystal for myself to ensure that I’ll be able to move on to the next round. Depending on the situation, I’ll decide whether I should reach out to Selina or not.
After the failed negotiation with William, Roel decided to focus his effort on bringing the others from the Knight Kingdom over to his side first. It was just that not everyone was as amiable as Teresa, and not everyone had a weakness like Brittany.
Selina was a particularly problematic target in Roel’s view.
She was aggressive and irrational, reminiscent of a berserker. He wasn’t even certain whether he could really communicate with her. In the worst-case scenario, they might even come to blows with each other.
The uncertainty left Roel with no choice but to tread carefully.
He noticed that there were quite a few skeletons slowly rising in the vicinity, and it would be troublesome if he had to manually clear them. So, he chose to send a whiff of Grandar’s aura out to deter them from approaching him. He thought that it might work since Grandar was an undead ancient god.
The skeletons did fall still upon sensing Grandar’s aura, but the next moment, they kneeled down and began kowtowing to him. It made it look as if Roel was the leader of some demonic cult performing an evil ritual here, leaving him completely dumbstruck.
What the hell is happening here?
However, this was only the start.
Grandar’s divine aura was simply too powerful. To the undead demonic creatures, he was the supreme one whom they could seek refuge with. Even with their lacking intelligence, they instinctively knew that they had to offer something as a tribute to the supreme one in order to become his subordinate.
So, they pulled out their arms and dismantled their legs and offered them to Roel as a symbol of their loyalty.
“Scram, I don’t need your bones!”
Roel impatiently waved off those skeletons attempting to fawn on him.
It took a while before the skeletons finally understood that the supreme one wasn’t fond of their gift, so they could only dejectedly stick their
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