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!
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
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
With a burst of light, the two challengers were transported into the Skerry Sea.
The scenery around Roel completely changed. He found himself standing in the middle of a sea filled with all sorts of sea stacks, but a fog hindered his vision. Nevertheless, he could vaguely spot the silhouette of a delicate figure standing at the other end of the fog.
He reflexively thought that something was amiss, and his suspicion was swiftly affirmed.
As the fog billowed along with the sea breeze, more and more silhouettes appeared on the sea stacks around him. All of them emanated a similar mana pulsation, making it impossible for Roel to discern which one was the real Teresa.
While Roel was still trying to grapple with this baffling situation, Teresa’s long-awaited voice echoed in the air.
“Collapse.”
Boom!
Following the light and melodic voice, the sea stack Roel was standing on collapsed. He began falling toward the sea along with large pieces of rock. The demonic beasts in the sea swiftly noticed the disturbance above and gathered in the vicinity.
Teresa knew that physical brawlers like Grandar needed a good footing to properly unleash their prowess, so she chose to use her Hextongue to rob him of his footing right from the start. It was a good plan, if not for the fact that Roel had more than a single ancient god with him.
“Peytra!”
The moment the sea stack collapsed, Roel released an intense pale yellow light, and the avatar of a humongous serpent vaguely appeared behind him. The Primordial Earth Goddess had chosen to leave the Nine-headed Serpent Staff where she usually resided to manifest in reality.
A gigantic serpent body made out of rocks swiftly formed, and she caught Roel just in time before he fell into the water. The sheer intimidation emanated by Peytra forced the demonic beasts lurking beneath the water to quickly scatter.
At the same time, a series of explosions echoed from the sea stacks that the silhouettes were standing on. Teresa’s clones vanished one after another, and the real Teresa was forced to levitate in
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