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
Sia’s existence was naturally carved in the bones of all life forms.
She represented many things—the first mother, the faith of all beings, as well as the one and only supreme deity.
Banjol had been confident of his victory when he withstood the attack that breached the twelve mini-worlds he had created and launched his counterattack, not expecting that the one to receive his attack would not be the combination of the Kingmaker and the Giant Sovereign, but an existence that was imprinted into the deepest recesses of his memories, one that filled him with confusion and nostalgia.
It was Sia’s aura.
It was not an imitation, and neither was it an artifact blessed with Sia’s powers. It was Sia’s very own powers, and Banjol was absolutely certain of it from how all of the life forms and souls shuddered the moment the mana emerged.
Even the beast-headed giant born from the Egg of the Beast God instinctively retreated in fear.
Grandar’s crimson aura turned divine white, and his glowing fist delivered a decisive blow that would pave the way for a new future, just as Roel had said.
The two attacks collided, and the world turned white.
This was not just an exaggeration. Pulses of white light rushed out from the collision and enveloped the world alongside explosions and raging winds. The shockwave flattened the desert, and everyone on the battlefield had to lower their posture and desperately withstand the force.
Every living being on the battlefield vaguely heard the sounds of a gigantic being being torn into pieces. These were the death throes of an ancient being, signaling a new beginning.
Amidst the blinding light, Grandar’s fist utterly crushed the beast-headed giant’s massive body, from its arms to its torso. The massive beast whose reputation had shaken the ancient era was reduced to tens of thousands of pieces.
At the same time, Banjol’s Divine Domain abruptly shattered.
The Deviant Sovereign stared at the humongous silhouette obscured by the blinding light as the fear on his face receded. He closed his ey
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