Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
“The Scourge of God is here!”
“It’s the blood twin-headed eagle!”
A furious storm was brewing in Milan.
Commanders roared at the top of their lungs as they kicked their soldiers to get in place.
Clergymen walked among the soldiers to spray holy water and pray for them.
Fanatics shouted ‘We shall ascend to heaven’ as they donned their armor, looking as if they couldn’t wait to charge into the battlefield to pit their lives against their enemies.
Panicked mercenaries kissed their charms and drew a cross in front of them, praying to the Lord to protect them.
The Church had announced that this was the ultimate battle to decide the world’s fate, the final test the Lord was giving to all his believers.
While the troops were preparing for war, the Duke of Milan crouched on the city wall, staring at the approaching army in disbelief. He struggled to come to terms with the situation.
“How did the Scourge of God get here?! Venezia-Giulia is right in front of us, but I didn’t hear news of them being taken down! The direction which the Scourge of God is attacking from isn’t correct either,” he murmured.
“Could he have crossed the Alps?” someone beside him suggested.
The Duke of Milan looked over and saw a familiar face. He greeted with a bow, “Regent.”
It was England’s regent.
England’s king had been having psychotic episodes, which stoked the regent’s ambitions to take his place, but he faced vehement oppositions from the nobles and the officials. Thus, he thought of voluntarily participating in the Holy War to raise his prestige.
However, England’s regent was vehemently opposed to fighting alongside the French due to their ‘friendly ties’, so he brought his army to Milan instead.
“Given the direction he’s coming from, the Scourge of God likely traveled across the Alps,” England’s regent said with a nod.
“In this season?” The Duke of Milan’s head was ringing. “Isn’t he afraid of him and his men dying in the snowstorm?!”
Mountainous paths were uncrossable during snowstorms. There had been a famous Carthaginian general named Ha
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