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
The return of the Savior was a nightmare to Roel. It was the one scenario he knew he absolutely had to avoid, and he had thought about how to avoid it at the strategy discussion table and in his own calculations.
Yet, it still happened anyway.
Everything spiraled out of control from the moment the Savior regained His sanity. Sia’s Scepter falling into the Savior’s hand meant that he couldn’t even put the final plan into action. Given so, there was only one thing he could do.
I can only put my everything on the line and go all out.
If the Savior was still holding onto Sia’s Scepter, it suggested that He had yet to absorb the immense mana contained in it, which meant that He wasn’t in his complete state at the moment.
The chances of victory were appallingly slim, but this was the weakest state the Savior would ever be in, as well as humankind’s only opportunity. If Roel absorbed the Six Calamities as he had done in the Witness State, even though it would likely spell death for him, there might still be a shot at victory here.
Just then, the Witch Queen appeared.
Roel was startled.
The Savior’s expression flickered, as He sensed a peculiar aura that shouldn’t have appeared here. A faint light shone from His body as He narrowed His eyes and asked, “Who are you?”
“I am Witch Queen Artasia,” Artasia replied.
“A witch? How interesting. I have never seen you before, and the Witches have never had a Sovereign. A blatant lie.”
“It isn’t a lie. You just don’t know it yet.”
“What?” The Savior frowned in displeasure as the light around Him intensified.
“It’s normal You don’t know me, just like how You are unaware of Your impending defeat.”
“My impending defeat?” The Savior first glanced at Artasia, followed by Edavia, Grandar, and Peytra, then He shook His head. “Not a bad hand, but you’re up against the wrong opponent. You don’t stand a chance now that I have regained My sanity and My body.”
“…” Roel’s expression turned severe.
It was possible to defeat the Savior. Roel, Grandar, and Edavia had each defeated Him once before,
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