Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Yes!
Arabia had mobilized all its soldiers, sending a force that could not be compared to the one at Talas. The Tang had no chance of victory.
Mutasim III squinted and said to the officials, "You are all loyal subjects of Arabia. Once the Hierophant subjugates the east, We will richly reward all of you!"
Though he knew these dukes and nobles were all flattering and sycophantic courtiers, they had followed him for many years, and even courtiers had their advantages. Moreover, once Arabia unified the world, he would need many people to rule such a vast territory.
These courtiers were lacking in ability, but they had enough loyalty.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
All the nobles in the palace were elated by Mutasim III's words, and kneeled.
Whoosh!
The flapping of wings interrupted the jubilant air, and then an armored soldier quickly strode in.
"Your Majesty, a letter from the front. Please inspect it."
Swoosh!
The hall fell silent as everyone turned their heads to look.
"It's finally here!"
Mutasim III felt his heart thumping in anticipation.
Truly, it came exactly when he was anticipating it. After so long, he had finally received news of victory from the Hierophant and the High Priest.
"Hand it over!"
Mutasim III stood up and walked forward.
Usually, a close official would read out the letter, but at such an important moment, how could he let anyone else have this honor?
Whoosh!
Mutasim III snatched the letter from the guard, but when he glanced at it, his heart thumped in dismay.
The letter was written in Arabic, but the seal at the bottom… was the Great Tang's!
Mutasim III deeply frowned, but he said nothing as he tore open the envelope and extracted the letter.
A moment later, Mutasim III exploded in rage and threw the letter to the floor.
"Absurd!"
The hall went deathly still. Everyone glanced at each other, unaware of what was happening.
News of victory from the front should have been good news, so why was Mutasim III so enraged?
In the end, it was the nearest noble who swallowed and picked up the letter with trem
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