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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
"Yes!"
A booming voice came from behind Khatabah.
As the revered Hierophant of the Arabian Empire, Khatabah had a custom that everyone knew of. Before assaulting a city, he would set up a stele upon which the words he had spoken would be engraved. The words on the stele would record the fate of his foes. These steles held even more weight than the decrees of the Caliph, and no one in the empire could alter them.
As the Arabian Empire rose and expanded, Khatabah had erected five steles in total. Each time, a powerful country was wiped out and many of its people enslaved. At the site of every stele was a mountain of corpses with not a single hostage taken.
With this callous and cold behavior, Khatabah established that he would stick to his word, striking fear and terror into all his foes. Khatabah's way of fighting influenced those who fought with him, and in a way, he had created the current ferocity of Arabia and the fearless fighting style of its soldiers!
In the City of Steel, everyone turned cold, flames burning in their eyes.
"These barbarians!"
Zhangchou Jianqiong clenched his fists. Even though his nearly two years as Minister of War had softened his personality somewhat, these arrogant words still filled his heart with murderous rage.
But Wang Zhongsi was rather calm.
"Let them be. What decides the outcome of a war will always be the strength of both sides, not their words. When the battle begins, we'll just use force to make them submit!" Wang Zhongsi declared.
As the previous War God of the empire, Wang Zhongsi had faced many verbal challenges, but he had never been moved by them. And in the end, the corpses of his enemies fallen in the hills, plains, valleys, and underneath the banner of the Great Tang were far more intimidating than any words!
The eyes of Abusi, An Sishun, and Gao Xianzhi flashed. Khatabah's words had provoked their killing intent.
No one had ever dared to challenge the Great Tang like this!
"Further words are pointless. Khatabah, three days from now, let's decide things between us! This
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