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 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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