Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 875: Solving
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 276 - Could He Be A Reincarnated Boss?
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 658 - The Weapon Against the Burrower Beneath
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 538: There Are Two Large Mountains in the Snow
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 276.2: The Domesticated Eternal Night Queen (2)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3795: Interrogating the Daoist Sect of Heavenly Embodiment
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 181 - Dekan's Forbidden Door (Long Chapter)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1012.5- Sealed Scroll (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 188: Wolf or Dog?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 236: Treatment
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 155: Friend
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1012- Sealed Scroll
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 187: Ambushed
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 537: Demon Heart
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1011.5- Common Bath (2)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 154: Scheme
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 235: Patient
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3793: The Warring Old Freak
“Did those moles burrow into the ground?”
Shu Yichao scratched his head as he looked at the holes that had appeared on the ground.
Beside him were sand monitors lying with bulging bellies and blissful expressions.
They had been chasing the mole army, only to find them swiftly decreasing before vanishing altogether all of a sudden. So, he traced the final red dot on the mini-map and found the holes they had escaped by.
“This…” Miazova assessed the sizes of the holes. “We can’t enter at all.”
It was not without reason that the moles had survived so many years despite being sandwiched between Great Tang and the Tibetan Empire. The moles only had to lower their backs to enter these holes, but a human would have to crawl on their knees.
And if a human entered on their knees, they would just become easy targets for the moles.
“Should we retreat?” Miazova asked.
Previous attempts from the Tangs to hunt down the moles had also ended similarly.
They had already defeated at least 70,000 of the 100,000 mole soldiers anyway, so it was about time to wrap things up.
“Retreat?” Shu Yichao looked at Miazova in confusion. “We haven’t wiped them out yet. Why should I retreat?”
“How do you intend to enter then?” Miazova pointed at the hole. “None of us can enter this hole, be it humans, terracotta soldiers, or sand monitors.”
“Hahaha!” Shu Yichao burst into laughter. “Have you forgotten that I can summon specters?”
…
Deep in the pit…
“Your Majesty, we’re safe now! We’re safe now…”
The mole king, who had been running in a trance, was finally stopped by one of his aides.
“Ah?” The mole king finally snapped out of his trance.
It was a tragic defeat. An unprecedentedly tragic one.
The mole king had already forgotten how he escaped from the battlefield. The only thing he remembered was how those terrifying sand monitors had leaped into their formations, bared their huge mouths, and swiped their sharp claws.
The moles cried and howled. Squeaks and horrifying crunches filled the battlefield.
“Your Majesty!” The mole king’s aide couldn’t hid
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