Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
Roel had once stumbled upon ancient records detailing the Wingman Clan.
Back then, he didn’t think that there was anything too dangerous about them. The wingmen lacked the strong bodies of the dragons and the giants, and their mana affinity was lower than that of the angels and the high elves. In fact, their physical attributes weren’t too much higher than those of the current humans.
It was hard to fathom that they were a powerful clan in the ancient era.
Most historical records about the ancient era were disjointed, with much missing information in between, so there tended to be gaps that required inferences to be made. When Roel tried to organize information about the wingmen, he was surprised when he stumbled upon quotes like ‘Those targeted by the Wingman Sovereign are doomed to suffer an inevitable death.’
Failing to understand the context behind those words, he simply attributed it to some kind of powerful spell. It was only now that he was facing the subject of those quotes in person that he finally understood what they meant.
On the night plains, Roel and the Wingman Sovereign stared at each other from afar with awful looks on their faces.
To the Fallens, the servants of the Savior, the Giant Sovereign protecting Roel was a blasphemous existence who ought to be condemned to eternal suffering for the atrocious sin he had committed.
On the other hand, Roel felt terror from the bottom of his heart. It had only taken an instant for the Wingman Sovereign to close the distance between them; it was so fast that he couldn’t even process it. Not even Layton Seze had moved that quickly during their clash.
But if that had been all, Roel wouldn’t have been this shaken. After all, the wingmen were known for their speed. What terrified him was the speed at which the Wingman Sovereign could control the surrounding mana. It took only several seconds to empty out the surrounding mana and create yet another mana vacuum.
This was an incomprehensible feat to Roel. He finally understood why the Wingman Clan were the r
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