Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
What will you do if you realize you don’t have long to live?
This had been a common question in many psychological tests in Roel’s previous life, but he thought that it was a meaningless exercise. It was impossible to give a meaningful answer to such a question without feeling death encroaching.
Humans tended to only realize what they cherished the most when their time was limited.
Antonio had his answer to this question—Astrid. He wanted to put on his best look for Astrid while preparing for the upcoming decisive battle with her.
As for Roel, his decision was to spend some time with the unconscious Alicia.
So, he stepped out of the room and found himself standing in an illuminated corridor. For a brief moment, he hesitated before heading left or right, but he quickly noticed Alicia’s mana from the left.
“I’ll take you there. This place can get a little confusing,” Antonio said.
“Thank you.” Roel nodded and followed Antonio.
As Roel made his way through the barrack, he noticed that all of the soldiers were rushing to and fro, with noises to be heard everywhere. Many injured personnel were being carried into rooms similar to the one Roel was previously resting in to undergo emergency treatment.
“Those are…” Roel eyed the faint black aura on the injured soldiers’ bodies with narrowed eyes.
“Those are the soldiers who were ambushed by the Fallens while trying to rescue the scouts. They were caught unprepared, or else we would have had more survivors…”
“How’s their mental state? Are they severely affected?”
“Fortunately, these Fallens are different from the monsters who attacked Brolne four hundred years ago. They are powerful, but our soldiers won’t immediately descend into madness upon coming into contact with them. Even so, they were still inflicted with traces of the Savior’s mana,” Antonio explained.
“I see.” Roel nodded.
In a Witness State depicting Brolne’s tragedy four hundred years ago, Roel had encountered black-robed figures and black-armored soldiers.
Though these monsters were nowhere near a
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