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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
“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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