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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 268: Newborn
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 190: Suspect
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1073- Gene Corruption
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 897: Hesitation
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 301 - If Anyone Dares To Spout Nonsense, Beat Them Up
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1072- Difficult to split
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 664 - The Evil God Beyond the Door
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 569: Rainy
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 210: Deer Girl
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 189: Good People
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 267: Correction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1071- Seen
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 896: Departure
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1070- Two secrets
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 300 - Apologies To Everyone; Level 37 Godly General
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 663 - The Captured Mastermind
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 662 - The Decline of a Nation
A blizzard carved the mountain ridge like knives, dyeing the world in shades of gray.
An aurora fluttered in the sky like the skirt of a Goddess, coloring the night sky with a light green hue.
Where gray and light green converged, three pairs of wings of light spread out.
A God tore open a corner of the blizzard and gazed down at the battlefield on the mountain ridge, eyes sparkling green.
Ten minutes ago, Wizards that responded to an Evil God rank crisis launched an assault against the God. At this moment, they have become part of the snow capped mountain—either frozen or shattered to pieces.
The Wizards, included at least one Saint, fought for fifteen minutes before being defeated.
As expected of elites from the Citadel, they demonstrated excellent combat skills.
In any case, the Saint still seems to be still alive?
The God's gaze fell on the white robed Wizard crawling in the snow, struggling to support his upper body, the wand in his hand flickering with sparks.
"It's no use. This is Mordheim, where even strings will freeze over. This is the end of the road for you."
The God's tentacles extended down and lifted the Saint's chin, revealing a delicate young face.
However, his expression was unsightly, his green eyes opened wide and filled with anger and indignation, his gaze fiendish, as if he wanted to pull the God down from the sky.
"What a scary expression. But... hum~ it's still cute~"
"Kill me..." The young man said hoarsely.
"I tried to kill you, but you survived, like a stubborn kitten..."
The God's wings slowly disintegrated, transforming into emerald green feathers of light that landed on the mountain ridge.
"Why don't we play a game~"
As these words sounded, the giant figure in the blizzard gradually descended and disintegrated into green feathers of light.
The God's figure grew smaller and smaller, until it collapsed and turned into a human figure.
A pair of fair little feet landed on the snow. Practically at the same time, emerald green vines drilled through of the snow and bloomed
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