Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 42: Mandarin!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 760- Job Merge Scroll
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 199: Library of Wapeng
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 198: Sharing a Drink (2)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 899 - Astonishing Zero Wing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 759- Swift victory
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.08 - Northern District's Haze
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 415: After Killing, Go Up The Mountain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 41: Too Many
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 758- War Manuscript
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 898 - A Talented Subject Knows the Right Leader to Serve
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757.5- Gamble part 2
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.07 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 40: Those On the Fence
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3724: Ancestor Ling Perishes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 162: All-Purpose Handyman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 414: I Only Want to Kill People Before the Rain Stops
The Collector had driven him into a corner several times in the past; Roel had never forgotten him at any point in time, which was why he was unsurprised by the other party’s appearance.
Lukas, however, was utterly shocked, as this was a situation that should have never happened.
“How can this be? How are you still alive?” Lukas stared at the Collector, unable to comprehend how the latter had survived.
The Collector was in a soul form, intangible but most definitely alive.
The Collector replied with a smile, “Death is not a concept that applies to me. The brand on your body has been my hiding spot since a thousand years ago, though this is the first time I am exploiting it.”
“What?” Perhaps due to the loosening of the brand, there was a hint of shock in Lukas’ voice.
“Do you finally get it now? Your so-called Fallen Brand was just a means for me to control you. Humans love to believe what they wish for to be true, such as the possibility of attaining power without having to pay a price for it,” the Collector snorted in derision.
He shook his head in mockery before continuing on, “You sought to attain the Savior’s power without turning into a Fallen. You Ackermanns always think you are the exception, but you never ponder why that’s the case. Shall I answer your question? There’s no reason for you to become a Fallen, for you are His host.”
“His host? Wait, you are…” Lukas widened his eyes in disbelief.
“Have you finally guessed it?” the Collector sneered.
Roel immediately figured out where this conversation was going, and he unleashed all of his powers without holding anything back.
The Ackermanns’ so-called Fallen Brand was said to be a special spell developed a thousand years ago, but Roel thought it was weird from the moment he first heard about it, as it violated the core principle of this world.
The Savior’s power was a tremendous power second only to Sia’s own, but the Ackermanns were able to control it at the cost of their emotions. This was a small price to pay, compared to how other Fallens risked losing the
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