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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Roel’s return journey was smooth-sailing.
When he returned to Tark Stronghold amidst a stream of fog, Wilhelmina was in the emergency communication room, checking the condition of the two individuals collapsed on the floor. There was a brief pause when she noticed Roel before she rushed forth to embrace him.
“Mina?”
Roel was taken aback by Wilhelmina’s rare bout of assertiveness. He couldn’t help but notice that her body was trembling a little.
“…You’re finally back.”
“…”
Roel gently stroked Wilhelmina’s hair to comfort her.
No matter how powerful her transcendent powers were, she was still a youth. Having to wait alone in this huge but empty fortress, not knowing whether the person she was waiting for would return, was a mental trial for her.
“Mina, how long was I away for?”
“…I’m not sure. All of the clocks here have stopped. I’d guess a day or so,” Wilhelmina replied.
Roel nodded.
Through this piece of information, he could deduce that the flow of time in Tark Stronghold was roughly equivalent to that of the real world. As long as the collapsed soldiers quickly recovered, there was a chance he could still make it in time.
“Those two soldiers are…?”
“They appeared all of a sudden. I haven’t figured out what’s going on yet,” Wilhelmina said as she glanced at the collapsed soldiers with worried eyes.
Roel quickly checked on the soldiers’ conditions.
To his relief, they seemed to have passed out due to an overexposure of mana, which meant that they should recover soon. He figured that this was the side effect Artasia had mentioned earlier.
Following that, Roel and Wilhelmina made their way outside.
Unlike the previously empty corridors, Tark Stronghold was currently full of unconscious personnel lying all over the place, be they clergymen, logistical officers, or frontline soldiers.
Roel and Wilhelmina exchanged glances before quickly passing through the corridor and making their way toward the highest floor, where the fortress’s command center was. Now that the fortress’s personnel had returned, t
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18th June