Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Chapter 1110: Counterattack! The Black-Armored Guard!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Neeeigh!
In the distance, Wang Chong had been preparing to engage in a fierce battle with Aybak, but at this moment, he suddenly turned around and began to charge toward the Nine Dragon Blood War Banner.
Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and the Wushang Village Chief all did their utmost to try and stop Osman. But all their actions at this point were too late. No matter what they did, it would be of no help to the situation.
At this point, the atmosphere on the battlefield was maximally saturated with tension.
But just when it seemed like the black-armored guard was about to die to Osman's attackā¦
"Barbarian of the Western Regions, you overestimate your strength!"
Just when Osman believed that he had firmly grasped victory, a deep voice devoid of emotion resounded in his ear. The black-armored guard had been motionless this entire time.
But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Osman.
Instantly, Osman felt an indescribable feeling. At Osman's level of cultivation, no one should have had enough time to raise their head when being attacked from such short range.
This is impossible! Osman mentally roared.
A moment later, he felt an intense danger.
Bang!
At this moment, a palm shot forward in a flash of light.
This palm immediately shattered Osman's black torrent and thrust into his chest. This energy was so enormous that Osman felt like the entire world had lost its color. All living beings in the world appeared insignificant in front of this palm.
Kacrack!
Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as Osman heard a crisp crack from his chest.
The 'Nile Battle Armor', which he had spent a great deal of effort and resources, as well as made countless promises, to finally obtain from a member of the imperial household, instantly splintered into pieces. This armor that even the three Great Generals of the Sassanid Dynasty had failed to break had been shattered by a single palm from this black-armored
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