Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
On Tark Prairie, Bryan walked right past the massive skeleton giant, heading toward the house that lay beyond it. In a dark room, a robed figure with an indistinct face also turned around and prepared to leave.
There was no need to linger around since they had achieved their goal.
Roel Ascart had already ceased to exist.
The abrupt freezing of Roel’s bloodline and Origin Attribute had robbed him of his divine protection right before the gray miasma pierced through him, rendering him utterly defenseless. There was no way he could have survived that attack, and that was evident from how his body had stalled to a complete halt.
Oblivious to Bryan and the robed figure, Roel was still conscious.
He had returned to the dark space he had seen right before he lost control of his bloodline. Extreme coldness gripped his existence. The hand from the shadows was still smothering the candlelight, but he couldn’t move at all.
He had a feeling that his life would be snuffed out the moment the candle flame extinguished.
I have to do something.
Roel instinctively understood what the candle flame represented—it was the source of power for Ascarts’ awakeners. The hand from the shadow was an external intervention from an enemy to disrupt his source of power, resulting in the freezing of his Kingmaker Bloodline and Crown Origin Attribute.
The culprit was likely to be the robed figure Bryan had summoned via the gray miasma.
The true question here was how the robed figure managed to pull it off. How could someone interfere with the Kingmaker Bloodline and Crown Origin Attribute?
Countless doubts surfaced in Roel’s mind, but he was hardly in a good position to mull over those questions. He couldn’t fully comprehend what was happening to him right now, but he instinctively understood that his life would come to an end once the candle flame went out.
Death was a terrifying concept, but what frightened Roel more was what came after that. Without his protection, the heretics and inquisitors wouldn’t stand a chance against Bryan and
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