Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 42: Mandarin!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 760- Job Merge Scroll
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 199: Library of Wapeng
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 198: Sharing a Drink (2)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 899 - Astonishing Zero Wing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 759- Swift victory
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.08 - Northern District's Haze
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 415: After Killing, Go Up The Mountain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 41: Too Many
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 758- War Manuscript
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 898 - A Talented Subject Knows the Right Leader to Serve
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757.5- Gamble part 2
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.07 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 40: Those On the Fence
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3724: Ancestor Ling Perishes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 162: All-Purpose Handyman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 414: I Only Want to Kill People Before the Rain Stops
Chapter 1319: Mysterious Meeting!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The room was very large, but it was practically devoid of any furniture. An armchair had been placed in the center of the tranquil room. Across from the armchair, Wang Chong saw a curtain hanging down. A fire could be glimpsed behind the curtain, its light leaking through and silhouetting several muscular figures, all of them seated imposingly on what appeared to be armchairs as well.
Despite the fact that they were just seated motionless on the chairs, they exuded storms of energy that enveloped the entire room, appearing powerful, heroic, and dignified.
Wang Chong had experienced many gruesome battles, directed the large-scale meat grinders that were the war of the southwest and the Battle of Talas, and his body stank of iron and blood. But in the face of those figures silhouetted by the flickering light, he immediately seemed childish.
Wang Chong's energy was like a peerlessly sharp sword, able to slash and break through anything it was applied against. As for the figures behind the curtain, they were pieces of metal that had been forged and tempered countless times, making them tenacious from the inside to the outside.
They also possessed the sharpness of a sword, but they were also like majestic mountains that could block any beating or hammering.
Wang Chong's aura of iron and blood compared to theirs was like comparing the moon to the sun!
More importantly, even though the curtain obscured their faces, Wang Chong was already sure that those people were the most revered figures of his life, the ones he felt the greatest gratitude toward. At this moment, Wang Chong couldn't stop his eyes from getting a little moist.
"Haha, kid! I heard that you could kill people without blinking an eye and have even killed one million. Everyone outside calls you a Demon King of Slaughter, but what's this? How could a true man be weeping like a little girl!?"
A voice suddenly rang out—boorish, extremely old, and infused with an unconcealable
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