Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
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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