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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
The collision between the blinding light and the abyssal darkness catalyzed a vigorous mana reaction that obliterated everything in their vicinity. Both the bodies of Flooding Death and Roel began to disintegrate.
Wisps of black smoke were leaking from the calamitous monster that had wilfully hastened its maturity process to unleash its strongest attack. It howled frenziedly, but it couldn’t stop the gradual dissipation of its curses. That was the price it had to pay for its burst of power.
Similarly, the black-haired man, who was desperately trying to sustain his ancient god and the Crown’s Stones with the flicker of life force he had left, found his body unraveling under the strain. Bloodied mist was spurting out of his apertures.
Being Toward Death was a powerful ability that allowed him to turn the tables on his enemy even when he was in an unfavorable position. However, just like how jugs could only hold so much water, the overload of power was starting to hurt him.
Roel had known from the start that it was dangerous for him to abuse ‘Being Toward Death’, but there was no other way for him to defeat Flooding Death.
Even when in their immature state, the Six Calamities were far beyond what an Origin Level 3 transcendent could deal with. While Roel possessed the Crown Origin Attribute and the Crown’s Stones, he had to raise his strength to its very limits before he could even pose a threat to them.
Both parties were putting their all on the line here.
Flooding Death was depleting its potential as one of the Six Calamities at an unprecedented rate in order to sustain its destructive beam of death, whereas Roel was staking his life on this single strike. Grandar’s fist was like an unwavering boat amidst a dark, stormy sea.
This decisive battle had become a contest of willpower and a gamble of fate.
Be it the starry sky, the expansive earth, the unyielding encasement of ice, or the irresolvable curse, everything suddenly seemed brittle at this very instant.
Roel’s consciousness was slowly fading. Shockwaves swept i
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