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!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
When the sandstorm finally died down, the hills of carcasses were no longer anywhere to be seen; they had been reduced to splatters of flesh and blood that marred the pristine white sand.
Roel had been dragged down from his pedestal, but he obstinately stood on his feet while clutching his weapon despite requiring the support of a giant boulder.
The combined blessings of Being Toward Death and Indestructible Body allowed him to survive the full prowess of the three Race Sovereigns, but that was already his limit. He couldn’t move his body anymore, and his consciousness was constantly slipping in and out at this point.
Indestructible Body’s recovery couldn’t catch up with the rate at which he was sustaining injuries due to the enemies’ persistent assault. Being Toward Death had also been squeezed to its very limits after having been triggered many times.
Roel had used up his trump cards.
His frailty quelled the three Race Sovereigns’ nervousness and shook the surviving deviant soldiers out of their earlier trauma. Some of the deviant soldiers roared passionately, wanting to slay the enemy and accrue merit, only for the Race Sovereigns to bellow at them to back off. They chose to stand a distance away, awaiting the moment he breathed his last.
Perhaps they thought that there was no need for any further attack. All they had to do was to quietly watch his end.
Deviant Sovereign Banjol also finally walked over from afar as if to send off the final successor of this ancient bloodline.
I wasn’t able to return in the end.
Roel had also come to realize that his time was ticking down. His vision and consciousness were blurring, and he knew that he would be a goner the moment he passed out. He fell into a daze, which triggered a flashback of the events that had transpired in his short life. His family and friends appeared before his eyes as illusions.
Carter, Alicia, Nora, Charlotte, Lilian, and many other people appeared before his eyes, only to vanish a second later. It was almost as if they were going to accompan
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27th April