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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 222: Threat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130- Cloud Peak delicacies
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 924: Predicament
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1129- Two reports
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3815: Finding Reinforcements
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 24: Version a.02 Update! Death Penalty!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 595: Uncle and Nephew (7)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 299: Ghost Market
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 221: Mutation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1128- No discussion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1127- Gene Warrior Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 594: Uncle and Nephew (6)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 20: The Showdown Between Armies!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Nora Xeclyde was sitting atop a boulder.
It was already noon, and the brilliant sun was glowing brightly above their heads. The warm sunlight felt comfortable to the skin. It was still early winter in Tark Stronghold, so there were still sparse bits of greenery here and there. Those who were fond of the outdoors would have thought that it was a fine place for a picnic.
Perhaps they were thinking the same too?
Nora wondered as she nonchalantly looked at the carcasses of the deviants lying before her with gleaming eyes.
It would have been a wonderful day on a pleasant grassland, if not for the fact that a rampaging angel passer-by had marred the background with carcasses and blood. If a person were to look at it from the sky, it would have appeared like a blot of red ink had blighted the land.
Nora’s arrival was a catastrophe to the deviants, a divine retribution from a god. It bestowed upon the people the only equal thing in the world—death.
There was hardly any mental inhibition in Nora when she carried out the slaughter; if anything, it brought her a tinge of euphoria. Through bloodshed, she was finally able to temporarily appease her Seraphication.
“It’s fortunate that I managed to hold myself back earlier…”
Nora hugged her knees tightly as she muttered to herself. She felt terrified just thinking about the earlier situation.
Just like how Roel was suffering from the golden aura seeking to assimilate his body, she had also been desperately trying to hold herself back. Throughout the night, while hugging the unconscious Roel, she was desperately trying to repress the backlash of her bloodline.
The Angel King had grown much stronger after its earlier near victory, making it harder for Nora to control it. The thought that she could lose her sense of self terrified her, but what left her even more fearful was the strong killing intent the power within her body harbored toward Roel.
I mustn’t let him get hurt…
Nora swore in her heart.
She eyed the carcasses that had been assimilated by her light once more and saw
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