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
Swoosh!
Wang Chong suddenly shook his palm, upon which a shattered glass ball and a severed arm flew through the air and into his hand, drawing everyone's attention.
"It's Khatabah's arm!"
As everyone looked over, they immediately recognized what it was.
The severed arm in Wang Chong's hand was smooth and slender, like it was made of refined jade. On the index finger was an imprint left by a ring. This was the hand of Khatabah, a legend of a generation who had died on this day.
"It was probably that Ifrit Core that protected this arm!"
Everyone glanced at the remnants of the glass ball and seemed to understand what had happened, but their attention was quickly drawn away by something else.
Right in front of everyone's eyes, Khatabah's smooth and healthy arm began to rapidly shrivel as if all its strength was being drained away, and countless black dots appeared across the surface. By the end, it had turned into a shriveled claw akin to a tree branch.
Wang Zhongsi walked over and examined the shriveled claw.
"No one is immortal. It seems that even though he lived for more than one hundred years, it came with a price. He wasn't as strong as he appeared, and when you broke his fusion with the Ifrit, you injured his origin. If he had not self-detonated, he probably wouldn't have lasted for very long anyway!"
"Mm."
Wang Chong nodded. He agreed on one point with Wang Zhongsi, but there was another part that he disagreed on.
Is there really no one immortal in this world?
Wang Chong suddenly thought back to those mysterious men in black. He knew that these people had existed for an extremely long time, with the oldest of them probably exceeding one thousand years in lifespan. But the Crown Prince's Junior Guardian knew nothing of these things.
Wang Chong quickly broke out of his stupor.
"Khatabah is dead. Our first priority now is to take care of the remaining Arab soldiers!"
Wang Chong tossed Khatabah's arm to the ground and quickly turned his attention to the Arab cavalry within the sandstorm.
While the leader was dead,
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