Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
‘The world turned dark.’
Roel had always thought that this phrase was an exaggeration, even in this current world he lived in. Not even the strongest army spell had the ability to faze the entire world.
But this common sense was shattered today. The sun descended from the sky like a shooting star, and the world was robbed of its warmth and light. From the moment he was illuminated by the moonlight, his fate had already been sealed.
“Found you.”
Blood drained from the faces of Roel and the angels, but they were powerless to do anything about the situation. The shackles of the gentle moonlight were firmer than anything else in the world.
However, the angels had a backup plan in case of such a situation. As soon as the group was shackled by the moonlight, the platoon commander’s body emanated a brilliant light. The next moment, a pillar of golden light suddenly surged out from the ground and rushed toward the sky.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion ensued.
Angelic voices rose from the surroundings one after another and harmonized into a beautiful chorale. A mist settled in and billowed with increasing fervor as their choir crescendoed. They were demarcating this land to be their holy sanctuary.
Thousands of angelic silhouettes manifested inside the mist, intercepting the moonlight that was shackling Roel’s group and returning their freedom to move. The platoon members cheered with a mix of relief and excitement.
“It’s our Archangel Sanctuary!”
“We’re saved!”
The angels zealously brandished their weapons, displaying none of their earlier fear. They had unwavering faith that their Archangel Sanctuary could save them from their current crisis.
However, Roel noticed that the angelic silhouettes had strained frowns. This was the strongest barrier he had seen to date, but the enemy was also a foe of unprecedented strength.
‘The Mother Goddess mustn’t be defied.’
These absolute words were the warning that the ancestors of the Ascart House passed down through the generations. The overwhelming power that twisted even the worl
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