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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
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
The mountain-like pressure coming from the distant horizon crushed down on the millions and millions of soldiers standing on the battlefield, causing their bodies to stiffen up. Their survival instincts forced them to turn their attention away from the battlefield to the incoming threat.
They gazed across the giants’ carcasses, the intense clashes, and the blood rain to trace the origin of this menacing pressure. Finally, they found their answer on the distant horizon.
They saw faint light silhouettes manifested out of terrors the world had never seen before. These were existences whose very presence stimulated one’s survival instincts.
A black-haired man could be vaguely spotted amidst the six light silhouettes. The world itself seemed to crumble before his march.
A yellow wind swept away the time of all beings around him. Ominous dark clouds sowed death on those within their reach. An endless stream of lava poured out from the surface, rumbling like a giant’s footsteps. A bundle of light tightly wrapped itself around his body.
The arrival of the God’s Envoys induced joyous cheers from the Mother Goddess’ faction.
In contrast, the Savior’s faction fell into an unnerving silence. Even the most ignorant of them instinctively understood that those calamities were not spells, but an even more terrifying and ancient existence. They possessed overwhelming powers that even gods were unable to rival.
Even the hearts of Race Sovereigns quivered in fear before the God’s Envoys. They felt like they were faced with the very wrath of the world.
What was even more astonishing was the person whom these calamities were protecting.
The Kingmaker.
Shock and disbelief rippled like a disease through the battlefield when they recognized the black-haired man who had come with the Calamities. Even the Savior was unable to retain His composure any longer. He stared at the distant silhouettes with an awful look.
“How is this possible…”
The God’s Envoys were Sia’s powers, representing the Genesis Goddess’ inviolable authority.
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