Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
The least a soldier could do prior to confronting an enemy was to investigate the latter’s background. This was the minimum respect one could show to oneself and one’s enemy.
Intelligence was of utmost importance in the Sia Continent, particularly since there was no lack of powerful transcendents who had died to all sorts of ridiculous abilities. The grass growing on their graves could easily make up a vast grassland.
Roel, who prided himself on his caution, wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake.
His opponent, the Deviant Sovereign, was also quite an enigmatic figure. Even now, he still hadn’t figured out the other party’s fighting style. It was due to lack of other options that he tried his luck by asking Grandar, who should have lived in the same era as Banjol.
It was just that he hadn’t expected to hear such an answer from Grandar, which brought a frown to his face.
On the sunset plain, the atmosphere around Grandar slowly grew solemn. He pondered for a moment before replying, “Beastman Sovereign Banjol was a well-known name in our era. I am familiar with it. The Beastmen were one of the races in the Savior’s faction, after all, boasting the largest armies.”
“I see. So, the Beastmen are one of the Savior’s core forces?”
“They are one of the few races beneath the Dragons and the Angels that holds a significant say in the Savior’s faction,” Grandar said as he gazed into the distance as if recalling the past.
Roel nodded. This knowledge provided him with a deeper understanding of the ties between the Savior and the deviants.
The Beastmen, as one of the Savior’s core forces, were bound to be on closer terms with the Savior than the other races. Unfortunately, this also meant that they were more affected when the Savior fell into depravity, which was likely how the deviants came about.
“I’m guessing that you don’t know what happened to the Beastmen afterward,” Roel hazarded.
“I was already here by then, so I don’t know what happened outside afterward,” Grandar replied.
“I see. Regardless, his awakening f
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