Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
“You’re sure you aren’t pulling my leg?” the king of Little Patola asked in disbelief.
He couldn’t believe that the Tang army would come all the way here, despite all the challenges, just to deal with him.
“It’s true!” His aide gestured for him to listen to the ruckus outside.
Now that the king was paying attention, he could vaguely make out the sounds of horrified screams, the clanging of armor, amd the clashing of weapons. On top of that, the ground was shaking ever so slightly.
It did seem like a huge army was at their doorstep.
“…Follow me to the city walls!”
The king quickly returned to his room to put on his clothes.
Despite having mentally prepared himself along the way, he nearly fainted when he saw the countless terracotta soldiers gathered under the moonlight.
“Just how many soldiers did they bring?!”
The entire area is practically flooded with enemy troops!
“Your Majesty, what should we do? Should we…” the aide asked with a pale face.
He had nearly blurted out the word ‘surrender’, but…
“Oh?”
A graceful figure stepped onto the city walls. Weryomahners looked at the terrifying army gathered outside the city with a faint smile. “What a frightening line up. The Tang necromancer sure knows how to intimidate his enemy, sending so many puppets at once.”
Weryomahner’s arrival brought relief and courage to the king. Feeling much calmer than before, he asked, “Holy envoy, what are those things?”
“It’s a type of combat puppet. Nothing special,” Weryomahners placidly replied. “They must be pathetically weak if the enemy mage is simultaneously controlling so many of them. That being said, even ants can pose a threat in huge numbers.”
Weryomahners then turned to the king and asked with an enigmatic smile, “So, what do you intend to do?”
This…
The king of Little Patola felt a chill run down his spine. He understood that if he gave the wrong answer here, he would lose his life, and the entire ciy would fall under the control of the Tibetan garrison troops!
“Rest assured, holy envoy!” He pointed to the sky and vowed, “
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