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
“Grar!”
A deafening roar suddenly shook the city, spreading fear throughout Samarkand.
“What’s that?!”
The civilians stared at the silhouette flitting across the sky in fright.
“Governor, let’s go and take a look!”
The Samarkand governor rushed out of his manor upon hearing his aide’s exclamation. What he saw astonished him.
Ink-black clouds descended from the sky like a tsunami. Devastating lightning covered the sky, and black lotuses drifted with the wind. Vultures and crows circled in the sky, cawing loudly.
Despite the lack of wings, a young man dressed in silver-black armor was flying in the sky on a white jade-like lion.
When the Samarkand governor met eyes with the young man, he had an uncanny feeling that he was standing before a lofty deity. The other party looked upon the world with cold, impassive eyes as if nothing was worthy of his attention.
Hu!
A furious wind blew.
Sinister snickers echoed from the shadows as snow began to fall on the city.
Bam!
Four heavy feet stamped the ground. The young man and his white lion mount had landed in the Samarkand governor’s manor.
Without any hesitation, the Samarkand governor kneeled with his aides and greeted, “Pardon my lack of hospitality. I was unaware of milord’s arrival.”
He had no idea what the other party was.
A high shaman? A legendary warrior? Or… a demi-god?
Regardless, I shouldn’t offend someone who makes such an entrance.
“Oh?” Shu Yichao leaped off his white lion and walked to the kneeling Persians, not standing on ceremony at all. “Where did you get that lion from?”
It’s a lion!
Shu Yichao’s eyes nearly bulged when he received the Persians’ gift.
This is a godsend gift! With this, I can finally summon one of the two strongest, late-game, undead troops—terracotta warriors.
Indeed, he received a notification the moment he received the lion.
Name: Terracotta Warrior
Damage
Ranged Damage: 95-115 (Armor break, Consecutive shots, Superior)
Melee Damage: 175-185 (Armor break, Cleave, Superior)
Defense
Armor: 140 (Superior)
Magic Resistance: 60 (Average)
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