Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End
Apocalypse Gacha
I, The Dragon Overlord
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 691 - Ancient Human
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 628: Jungle
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 359- Conned again
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 11 - I Killed Them All And Then Came Out
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 07 Chapter 159: Dao Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 60 - Dekan Supports the Dreams of All Those Who Sought For Death
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 248: The White Mist of the Past, the Imperial City in the Sea of Fire
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 156.2: Summoning the Tragic Moon Queen, Sebastian's Nightmarish Day (2)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3597: Endurance Battle
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 003.1: Magi “Mari”-chan, Part 1
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 870: Killing me Gently
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 358- Labour is the most valuable
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 59 - Dekan Doesn't Hold Back
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 002.2: Noble Phantasm: Ancestor, Save Me! Part 2
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 07 Chapter 158: Cardinal Position
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 690 - Astonishing Ruined Temple
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 627: Murder Case
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 357- Rip off
In an underground wine cellar suffused with the rich scent of alcohol, Roel stared at the wine barrel before him in disbelief. He was stunned for a brief moment before he quickly cast a spell to illuminate the surroundings.
Light suddenly filled the room, making him squint in discomfort for a brief moment. The words inscribed on the wine barrel appeared even more vividly under the light, verifying that what he had seen wasn’t just a product of his imagination.
He immediately shot to his feet.
After a few moments of thought, his shock was slowly replaced with solemnity. He headed deeper into the wine cellar to check on the other oak barrels—they had different vintages, but the place they were brewed was the same.
<Product of Tark Stronghold>
“…”
Roel fell silent.
The first wine barrel might have just been a coincidence, but the fact that the other wine barrels were made in the same place cemented the reality for him. He was left with no choice but to acknowledge a shocking fact.
He was in Tark Stronghold, the Theocracy’s fortress housing over a hundred thousand elites and many high transcendents that had suddenly disappeared years ago.
Roel’s first reaction at having found the missing fortress was not delight but fright, for he knew the context behind its sudden disappearance.
Shrouding Fog was the most powerful member of the Six Calamities that Roel had encountered thus far. It was a monster that he wouldn’t want to confront even now that he had reached Origin Level 2.
Yet, it couldn’t be clearer that he was currently inside its domain.
Damn, I was transported straight into its belly? Roel was rendered speechless.
Even though the Six Calamities were lacking in intelligence, it would be foolish optimism to assume that Shrouding Fog wouldn’t notice their presence in its domain.
Most likely, they had been able to elude Shrouding Fog’s notice thus far because he had only activated Silver Devourer for a few short seconds, and his and Wilhelmina’s conditions were too poor to catch its notice.
The two of th
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