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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
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
What was the purpose of this battle? This was not a difficult question for those who perpetuated the battle to answer.
It was to kill the Kingmaker.
This was the number one priority of the Deviant Sovereign, who had existed since the ancient era, and he was determined to make it happen.
His priority remained unchanged even when an unbelievably talented woman, who had reached Origin Level 1 as a Sword Saint despite her young age, suddenly joined the battle and displayed incomparable strength.
The Deviant Sovereign knew that what was compelling the dying woman to overcome her limits and continue swinging her sword was the Kingmaker behind her. That was the source of her power, as well as the foundation of her faith. Should the Kingmaker die, she would wither along with him.
Moreover, as powerful as the Sword Saint was, the threat she posed to the deviants was much lower than that of Sia’s Crown’s Stones. This was evident in her fight with the Race Sovereigns.
The three-armed giant deviant let out a pained howl when its legs were severed, but that turned into a furious roar when flesh sprouted out of its wounds to regenerate its missing limbs.
The winged deviant went into a frenzy as it clad itself in lightning.
The sword-bearing deviant returned to its feet and grabbed the sword of a nearby deviant. Gleaming in its eyes were bloodthirst and the excitement from the opportunity to challenge the limits of its swordsmanship.
While the Sword Saint was a formidable adversary who could rival them, the Race Sovereigns didn’t fear her because they possessed comparable strength to hers. In contrast, the Crown’s Stones were manifestations of concepts beyond their existence; even their recovery would be hindered once they were struck by one. They would have to completely sever the damaged parts before they could heal.
Even though Wilhelmina didn’t pose as great of a threat to the deviants, her intervention was still an unwelcomed variable in this crucial battle. This left the Deviant Sovereign with no choice but to joi
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