I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Legend of the Great Sage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
I, The Dragon Overlord
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit
Zhan Long
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 455: True Lord
Underworld Player
Chapter 34 - The Crux
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 06 Chapter 122: Who Will Become the Immortal?
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Chapter 96 - Collecting Some Interest
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 56: Hela's Loyalty
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3391: Natural Spirit
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 475 - Contingency Plans
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 474 - The Bloodline of Human And Dragon
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 03 Chapter 029: Return from the Dead
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 445 - Another Way to Use Mana
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Chapter 562: The Hidden Truth
Legend of the Asura
Chapter 271: Intelligent girl
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 454: Shattered Pellet
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 06 Chapter 121: All Life Striving Their Hardest
I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey
Chapter 379: The Two Of Them Can't Come
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3390: Disciple of a Sovereign
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 41: The Daoist Nun Who Came From Afar
Give Me Another Smile (GL)
Chapter 95 - You Like Me Too, Don't You?
“It’s a Death Crow, a demonic beast that thrives on the souls of the deceased. I have a rough idea who our enemies are,” Grandar said with a deep voice.
The Fallens, particularly those whose history traced back to the ancient era, were powerful beings who fell into depravity under the Savior’s influence. Just like the Treant High Priest, most of them remained extremely powerful despite suffering from the senescence of time.
The Wingman Clan, also known as the Eaglets, were known for their flight prowess back in the ancient era. They shared many characteristics with their avian brethren, from their wings and sharp talons to their feathers. While they weren’t as proficient in using mana as the angels, there was no race who could match them in terms of flight speed and aerial maneuverability.
They were unquestionably the king of the sky.
Following the disappearance of Goddess Sia, the Sia Continent was divided between the leadership of the Savior and the Mother Goddess. As the clan closest to the sun, the Wingman Clan naturally sided with the Savior, who was otherwise known as the Sun God.
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Unfortunately, their choice led to their succumbing to the Savior’s depravity and descending into madness. That effectively made them the Savior’s cannon fodder, dooming their clan to slowly spiral down the abyss of destruction.
“Only the wingmen guarding the Savior’s divine temple are able to tame the Death Crows. It looks like our enemies are the remnants of the wingmen,” Grandar said grimly.
Roel’s expression turned grave too.
He detested dealing with the ancient races, particularly since these existences had lived for thousands of years and were bound to possess means beyond the imagination of the current generation of transcendents. Most importantly of all, he knew very little about them.
The wingmen had to be powerful adversaries, or else the Collector wouldn’t have dispatched them here to deal with him. But Roel, who had the aid of his ancient gods, still had a chance of emerging victorious from this conflict.
What else did the Collector prepare to ensure my downfall?
Is it another divine artifact from the ancient era? Or is it some kind of spell I have never seen before?
Roel shook his head to clear away the heaviness in his heart. He turned his attention toward the ground and ordered his men to hasten the evacuation.
Thanks to his predecessors’ obsession with warfare, Ascart City had many defense measures in case it ever got invaded. There were so many bunkers installed throughout the city that they could house the entire population even after the recent inflow of people.
Roel turned his attention back to the sky and began channeling his mana.
It was already too late for him to shatter the divine domain in the sky, but he could at least re-establish his connection with Artasia before the battle began. Slowly, as he channeled mana toward his Origin Attribute, his passageway with the Witch Queen began to r
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