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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The White Tower District.
Councillor Estain Allorn was sitting on the terrace of his home, leisurely sipping tea.
Golden stars dotted the sky, causing the pale blue moon to lose its brilliance, making the night lean toward pale gold shades.
After taking a sip of tea, he straightened his shoulders and then exhaled turbid air.
With recent affairs piling up—from the Evil God at Mordheim to the escalating incidents involving Steam Man—the councillor in his fifties was getting a little weary of it all.
The funeral of Bell Protector Xing Mo was going to be held at Holy Spirit Church this weekend. Alas, there were so many things...
"I still prefer gold and tea." Councillor Estain said leisurely.
At this time, the night became a little hazy, as if a faint mist had risen.
Estain didn't notice anything strange at first. After dozens of seconds, he finally got up from his seat.
But it was already too late. A tall shadow stepped out of the darkness, accompanied by the hiss of steam and scattered sparks.
Before Estain could think about how the monster entered his mansion, before he could reach for the wand at his waist, a rumble tore through the night's tranquility—
Boom—
Steel shot tore through flesh. Estain's lower body fell to the ground, while his upper body flew out of the terrace like a flower and disappeared in the mist.
......
"♬Rock on, ancient queen"
"♬Follow those who pale in your shadow"
"♬Rulers make bad lovers"
"♬You better put your kingdom up for sale"
"♬Up for sale"
Melodious music reverberated in the banquet hall, and golden light sprinkled on the red carpet, tables, and guests.
In the center of the dance floor, Bishop Arcadia Sebourn—holding a graceful woman—was dancing to the rhythm of the musing.
"Oh, Sir Bishop, you look so graceful and elegant outside church..." The woman in the arms of Bishop Arcadia giggled.
"Serving God is a profession. Nevertheless, we are mortals, looking up at the starry sky." Bishop Arcadia winked, "It is normal for a gentleman to cultivate grace and elegance,
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