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!
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
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Flooding Death had given up its dominant position in the sky, but Roel and the others knew that it wasn’t trying to escape. Rather, this was its final desperate struggle.
Despite its contraction in size, Flooding Death emanated ridiculously powerful mana pulsations incomparable to before. This was the madness of the ancient monster that had been forced to a corner for the first time in ages. It had noticed the implacable killing intent Roel carried toward it, so it decided to fight back with all it had.
Watching as the ancient monster landed on earth, Roel’s face turned grim. Every historical record that had mentioned Flooding Death described it as an unreachable calamity looming in the sky, but for some reason, this lofty monster had chosen to ground itself this time around.
Roel didn’t know whether Flooding Death’s change was the result of his encirclement or its determination to remove its threats as soon as possible. However, he did know that this was going to be the real battle.
While Flooding Death couldn’t withstand Grandar’s powerful punches in its spread-out, gaseous form, there was a slim possibility that it could slip away by exploiting its elusiveness. However, that was no longer possible now that it had condensed itself and descended to the ground.
Of course, it could try seeping through the minuscule pores of the earth to make its escape, but that would take far too long. Roel wouldn’t simply watch while it attempted to make its getaway.
Killing Roel was its only shot at survival now… and that might have been the wisest move for it.
Roel might seem to have the decisive advantage right now, but the truth was that he was nearing his limits. His body was in its frailest ever state after having depleted his life force for a month, but he was still ambitiously trying to simultaneously sustain the highly mana-consuming Time Devourer, Glacial Touch, and Grandar, especially the blood crown on Grandar’s head.
Grandar wasn’t affected by the frost aura because the Crown’s Stones had misrecognized him to be Roe
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