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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Deep in the night, Bryan Elric walked down the corridor of the Elric House’s mansion in the Holy Capital. In this silent building, his footsteps echoed particularly loudly. Moonlight shone through the window to cast its cold light upon his body, making him appear even more chilling.
At the end of the corridor, Bryan took out a key, opened a door, and walked in. Beyond the door stood the item that he was looking for—a mercury mirror.
This mirror was around the height of a human, and it was designed in a manner that made it look like a door that one could pass through.
And that was how it was intended to be used too.
Bryan stood before the mirror and looked at his calm yet slightly livid expression. He raised his hand and knocked on the mirror.
“Lybit, open the door.”
There was a slight ripple on the surface of the mirror before an eye suddenly materialized in the middle of the mirror. The eye turned to look at Bryan before dissipating.
Following that, powerful pulsations of mana emanated from the mirror before it suddenly swung open like a door, revealing a hunched old man holding a key in his hand.
The hunched old man bowed deeply to Bryan.
“Welcome back, vice guild leader.”
“Mm.”
Bryan nodded quietly to acknowledge the greeting before walking through the mirror door. The scenery around him swiftly changed into that of a dark castle.
Connoisseur Guild Saint Mesit Theocracy Headquarters—this was the name of the castle that was permanently submerged in darkness. It was the cradle of a bunch of lunatics who were obsessed with ‘art’.
“The Collector… I’m referring to the guild leader, is he here yet?”
“Yes yes, he’s already here. However, you have arrived late. We just finished an auction.
The hunched old man followed Bryan’s footsteps as he explained with a subservient smile, hoping that he could catch the eye of this enigmatic vice guild leader with his words. That being said, he didn’t bear much expectation.
To his surprise though, it appeared that Bryan did have an order for him to handle.
“My bloodline, ten years o
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