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
“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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