Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Half a year later, an unprecedented crowd had gathered in the Country of Scholars’ Saint Freya Academy.
Once again, it was time for the students who had spent four tough years studying to leave the academy. This marked the conclusion of their youth and the beginning of their true life.
Things were different this year, however, as the graduating students from this batch weren’t exactly leaving the academy but returning from the distant eastern border.
In the battle for humankind’s survival not too long ago, many of Saint Freya Academy’s teachers and students had joined the army. Having gone through the baptism of war, they were different from the other batches of students.
Their movements were sharper and more decisive. They would reflexively queue up when buying food or heading into places. They also placed their weapons in a way that allowed them to immediately draw them.
The habits that had been inculcated in them through war spilled over into their daily life, but gone were the days they had to draw their swords every day, and there weren’t tense expressions on their faces anymore.
Since the battle half a year ago, the tides had completely turned in humankind’s favor.
The Fallens in the Tark Prairie had been greatly weakened after losing the Savior’s protection. They hadn’t gone extinct yet, but their overall strength was now beneath that of humankind. Most of them were currently camped inside the massive imperial capital.
The Savior’s death had also affected the deviants. Their fighting prowess had clearly slid, and their numbers had declined. Most of them were hiding in the southern mountain forest, and they would occasionally ambush the Fallens in hopes that they could reoccupy the prairie.
That greatly reduced the pressure on humankind, thus resolving their threat of extinction. The days of peace that the soldiers had been looking forward to were finally within sight.
There were many things for the students to chat about after their graduation. Never before had they cherished the peace they had right now. Th
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