Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 156: Uninvited Guests
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 33: Blood Twin-headed Eagle Flag
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 256: Completely Taking Over
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 745.5- Stunning auction item part 2
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 890 - Disappearance of the Flame Dragon God's Access Key
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 745- Stunning auction item part 1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 771: The Myriad Immortals Cauldron
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 198 - Elemental Dungeon: Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.12 - Good Sunny Days
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 070: Advancing to a Heavenly Dynasty
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 157: War Rights
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3720: Nanming Yuyan
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 255: Gossiping
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 408: A Perfume Sachet
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 072: Luo Li: Are You Going to Reason with Me?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 926: I Need to Cool Down
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 32: Run, Run!
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 254: First Cripple Him
Tark Stronghold was a mega stronghold the Saint Mesit Theocracy spent centuries constructing. It was a behemoth even on the eastern border, which had no lack of huge fortresses.
Anyone with common sense would know that a fortress with over a hundred thousand frontline soldiers would require a huge logistics team to handle the supplies. In the Sia Continent, the usual ratio of frontline soldiers to logistical soldiers numbered 1:1, meaning that Tark Stronghold could actually house two hundred thousand people.
A fortress that could house over two hundred thousand soldiers had to be humongous.
If Roel had wandered aimlessly in the underground bunkers, it could easily take days before he finally got out. Thus, he made sure to cast an illumination spell and confirm the directions before heading off with Wilhelmina.
He didn’t bother invoking the Nine-headed Serpent Staff this time, as he knew there weren’t any traps around, at least in the underground bunker.
The better Roel and Wilhelmina’s conditions were, the greater the likelihood of their catching Shrouding Fog’s attention. Knowing that time was not on their side, the two of them made haste and quickly found the path to the surface.
The two of them halted their footsteps at the bottom of a flight of stone stairs to take a brief rest.
Roel whipped out his Nine-headed Serpent Staff, the ultimate self-regenerating meat shield, whereas Wilhelmina held her sword on standby, ready to deal with any threat in their way.
The two of them scaled the stairs and found that the door leading to the surface wasn’t locked. Roel stepped forward and carefully pushed the door open.
The two of them stared intently at the expanding door crack with tense hearts, hoping that they might find hints of human activities behind the door.
Their expectations fell flat.
The world behind the door was pitch-black and silent. Other than the creaking door, there was not a sound to be heard. Roel and Wilhelmina exchanged glances before marching forward.
Soon, the two of them arrived at an i
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