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
Roel slowly ventured down the dark corridor. A path formed amidst the chaotic space through the use of a spatial spell. Slowly but surely, he was closing in on his destination.
It was a familiar sight. The plain felt exceptionally peaceful under the night sky. A lofty tower emanating an air of divine authority stood at the center of the plain. A place where humans and gods co-existedβthat was the first impression Roel had of this place in the Witness State.
But this place had changed vastly from before.
The scenery and the tower were the same as ever, but the bustle was no more. The cities that once sprawled on this plain were nowhere to be seen. The sky was not full of beings coming to and fro, either.
The Moonsoul Tower was no longer brightly lit. Only the multitude of rooms whispered just how vibrant the tower used to be. The guards who usually patrolled the corridors were nowhere to be seen.
He had seen these back when he was searching for Alicia, but it still disconcerted him.
He walked through the guest waiting room, which was decorated with many artworks, and entered the silver-themed banquet hall. Looking at the empty room, he could somehow see silhouettes that used to be wandering around.
This was where he had pitted his wits against the leaders of the High Elves and the other races. It was all thanks to the Mother Goddessβ bias that he survived that ordeal, which prompted him to change his plan.
Thinking about it now filled him with many emotions. It all felt like a dream. Only the heavy pressure coming from afar refuted that conjecture, forcing him to confront reality.
He walked up the stairs and arrived at the audience room at the highest level. He made his way through the corridor and reached the inner bedroom. It looked the same as he remembered it. It was only upon reaching the courtyard that he remembered to halt his footsteps.
The familiar aura from behind the door made his face turn grim.
He felt awfully nervous, as he didnβt know what was awaiting him. For one, the Mother Goddess definitely would
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