Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 160: Revenge
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 878: Hourglass
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.07.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 278 - Protect Lin Moyu!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 660 - The Fall of the City
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
The Western District, in front of the gate of Tide Church.
Vivian stood on the cliff by the church, gazing at the sea shimmering faintly under the night sky.
The Middle Sea, as its name implied, was a sea in the middle of the continent, a guidepost of civilization. To the north was the Machiavellian Empire, to the south, the Citadel and the Autonomous Academia Region. To the west, it bordered the Fallouan Republic and several small principalities, while to the east, it led to the Ocean of Storms, beyond which lay the Yanxian Empire on the distant Yanxian Continent.
This sea had nurtured early human civilization, from ancient kingdoms lost to time to the thriving Citadel of Academia. Undoubtedly, the Middle Sea was the mother of Vestan Continent’s civilization.
"But now, Mother's blood is sullied." Vivian muttered as a gust of wind swept past, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps.
She turned to see the Priest of the Tides walking toward her, hands behind his back, his weathered face like chiseled marble.
"Humpback Whale set sail three days ago, bound for the empire across the sea." He murmured, standing beside her, looking out at the sea with her, "But the storms favor us. As we speak, the whaler is caught in the waves of the Middle Sea, unable to make any headway. Pale Angel Saint Kamaraste has unleashed their might to stop those blasphemers."
Aren't those waves caused by Storm Narwhals? What’s that got to do with Angel? Vivian wondered silently but said instead, "That was fast. Tell me, how does Prince Austin always stay one step ahead of us?"
"He's a Saint; he has his ways. Besides..." The Priest of the Tides glanced at her, "Your actions were too reckless, Dragon Girl."
"Hey! Stop belittling me all the time!" Vivian pouted, "Or I'll ask Alice to beat you up!"
"Heh, childish," the Priest of the Tides scoffed.
They stood in silence at the edge of the cliff for a while, the wind from the Middle Sea the only sound.
After a moment, Vivian spoke, "This feels like a trap. Prince Austin knows we
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