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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
“The Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth has fallen?”
In Eternal City Rome, the Pope widened his eyes in disbelief.
“That’s right,” his aide replied, “All our sources support the authenticity of the news.
“The Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth’s king and the Holy Knight Order fought the Khitan Caesar at the outskirts of their capital, Krakow. The Commonwealth is estimated to have around 30,000 soldiers, whereas the Khitan Caesar only had 5000 troops.
“The Commonwealth initially succeeded in encircling the Khitans, but their entire army was crushed in a single day except for a few escapees. Their king and the captain of the Holy Knight Order died in the battle.”
At this point, the aide shook his head and said lamentably, “Who could have thought that a nation as powerful as the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth would be destroyed in a single month? Your Eminence, you’re right… That person is indeed our Lord’s enemy.”
“This could be our Lord’s final trial to us,” the Pope let out a deep sigh, “Continue contacting the other lords. Get them to come to the Eternal City no matter what it takes. I have to relay to them the grave importance of this Holy War. Only then will they be willing to throw in their lot.”
“Your will is my command, Your Eminence.”
The aide bowed before retreating from the room.
After the aide left, the Pope settled down and closed his eyes out of exhaustion. A second later, his eyes suddenly shot open, and he exclaimed, “No, how could I… Those words… Damn it! A demon is controlling me… AH!”
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
Bells sounding like they had come from the sky rang within the cathedral.
The Pope’s eyes rolled white, and his old body shuddered nonstop. He let out pained groans as if he was suffering from a stroke. It looked as if something was invading his soul.
Moments later, the Pope stopped moving. Silence returned to the majestic cathedral.
“Hmph!” a young woman sneered from the depth of the basilica, “What a foolish old man. You only have to follow my instructions. Don’t waste your time thinking
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