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
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 282: Truth and Madness
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 204: Stairs
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1095- Barbecued bird
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 910: Searching
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 909: Completion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1094- Flame
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 579: The Sky is Already Dark
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 203: Disciples
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 281: Break
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093.5- Bet 100 thousaand (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 908: Heavenly Wrath
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093- Bet 100 thousaand
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 74: Not The Only One That Can Scale Walls
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 10: That Day, Thunderbuzz Welcomes Its New King
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 578: A Storm is Coming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1092- Free competition
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 202: Knowledge
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror
"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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