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 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
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
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I won.
Amidst the glacial silvery fog, Roel confirmed that fact with the final sliver of his strength.
The final attack unleashed by the desperate Flooding Death had surpassed his expectations, but it still wasn’t enough to defeat the Grandar in his complete form.
By burning up every last bit of his mana together with a huge chunk of his life force, Roel was able to witness the true strength of the Giant Sovereign for the very first time. In that final clash, Grandar had hurled out a punch that looked utterly incomprehensible to Roel.
It was an attack that somehow didn’t feel like one. If he had to describe it, it felt more like a concept.
If Flooding Death’s final attack was built around the concept of death, Grandar’s punch was centered around the concept of destruction. It symbolized the prowess wielded by a being who had attained absolute strength.
That answered one of the doubts that had been on Roel’s mind for the longest of time.
He had always wondered why Grandar didn’t use any weapons. Just like how humans could draw out greater power by brandishing weapons, giants were able to do the same as well. As a matter of fact, most of the giants depicted in the legends did fight with weapons.
He used to think that Grandar’s weapon had simply worn out over time, but after witnessing the true strength of the Giant Sovereign, he finally understood that weapons were nothing more than a burden to him.
Right before his eyes, he saw Grandar’s unstoppable punch connecting with Flooding Death, immediately bursting the sentient calamity that had plagued the world since the ancient era into countless bits. Frost aura gushed through right after, freezing up the dissipated curses.
An unbearably high-pitch cry ensued, but it was quickly overshadowed by the explosions that followed. This was the first time in centuries that one of the Six Calamities had let out such a frightful scream before dissipating into thin air.
The moment the final wisp of Flooding Death dissipated, Roel’s tensed nerves finally loosened.
The demise of
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