Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
‘Time passed in a flash.’
Such phrases were usually dramatization, but today, the ex-prince of the Saint Mesit Theocracy, Kane Xeclyde, had gotten the chance to personally experience what it felt like for himself.
Inside Tark Stronghold’s command center, Kane stared intently at Roel as he tried to match the latter to the boy in his memories. He had to admit that much time had passed, though he was also shocked by how much Roel had grown.
Roel Ascart, for several reasons, had been one of the people whom Kane had specially kept an eye on from a young age, and he had to concede that the boy had surpassed his expectations.
Just two years ago, Roel was still an Origin Level 4 transcendent, having not yet overcome the hurdle of high transcendence. Yet, the man currently standing before him was an Origin Level 2 transcendent, an equivalent existence to him. Such a rate of growth was astounding, though admittedly, Roel’s strength added credence to his inconceivable story.
What caught Kane’s attention more, however, was the woman with ash-gray hair next to him.
He didn’t recognize Wilhelmina Cambontyte, though he had received a report that the Knight Kingdom’s prince was a princess in disguise prior to Shrouding Fog’s assault. He figured that the woman with Roel was the old William, but both her strength and attitude were inconceivable to him.
He was absolutely certain that Wilhelmina was indeed an Origin Level 1 transcendent, and this realization shook what he had deemed to be common sense in this world. However, what further perplexed him was Wilhelmina’s attitude toward Roel.
Race Sovereigns, as the term implied, were beings transcending nationality and organization. They were individuals whose authority and standing towered above the rest of humankind.
Yet, to Kane’s shock, he couldn’t help noticing how well Wilhelmina heeded Roel’s instructions. The way she positioned herself seemed almost as if she was a guard in charge of ensuring his safety. This was utterly unbelievable to Kane.
Kane could only think of o
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20th June