Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
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
Roel Ascart had been defeated.
That was the conclusion that the crowd witnessing the fight from afar came to.
Roel was still chasing Bryan a minute ago to deliver the coup de grâce, but the tables were turned within seconds.
A grayish silhouette had suddenly manifested beside the fallen Bryan, piquing the vigilance of the crowd. Roel had noticed it too, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. The grayish silhouette released an attack that somehow managed to pierce through all of Roel’s defenses, resulting in an abrupt defeat.
The grayish silhouette vanished after releasing that attack, and Bryan returned to his feet.
It was also at this point that the heretics and inquisitors realized that they had been duped. From the very start, Roel was the true target that Bryan and the others were going for. That could be seen as much from their elaborate preparations.
Their plan worked.
Roel had fallen completely still after being struck by the beam of gray miasma, and his crimson mana and frost aura swiftly dispersed into the surroundings. His body was shrouded by gray miasma, and it was growing blurrier with each passing second.
It had all happened so quickly that the heretics couldn’t react to it at all.
Cynthia’s body froze up. Rodney was in the midst of brandishing his sword when his movements slowed to a halt. Wood stared at Roel with widened eyes, unable to believe what he had just seen.
In contrast, the evil cultists revealed triumphant smiles.
With Roel’s death, no one else would have the strength to oppose Bryan’s powerful divine power. This meant that this battle was already as good as won.
The heretics and inquisitors soon realized that as well, and despair showed on their faces. Most of them were prepared to die in the course of their duty, but they couldn’t accept this loss. They understood what would happen if the evil cultists were to win here.
There was only one person who didn’t think that it was over yet—Count Hanks.
He knew that Roel still had a chance to make a comeback even though his life was hanging by
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