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
The room was silent.
All that could be heard were the wind and insect calls.
‘Did I mishear?’
Roan dared not let his guard down.
He inspected the detection formation and his blind spots, but he couldn’t find anything.
Just when he was wondering if he was being oversensitive, he spotted another white silhouette flashing across the mirror.
His hand jerked upward, directing his wand at the mirror, but the white silhouette was already nowhere to be seen. This brought a frown to his face.
So, he decided to fake the enemy out.
“I see you. Come out.”
“I-I-I refuse!” a shy voice echoed from behind.
Roan quickly turned around.
The voice was coming from the mirror. There was a translucent figure reflected in the previously empty mirror.
“A specter?” Roan blurted out.
‘No, this fellow is different from a specter.’
He had dealt with enough undead to discern that this fellow wasn’t undead. It would be more accurate to call the other party a soul entity.
The moving figure in the mirror puffed up in anger and exclaimed, “I am not a specter…”
“Then what are you?” Roan pressed on.
“I… also want to know…” The voice was filled with confusion.
Roan frowned. He couldn’t tell if the other party was feigning it. “What do you mean?”
The figure in the mirror fell silent.
A long time later, he replied with an uncertain voice, “I… might be your divine persona.”
‘…Divine persona?’
Roan was taken aback. He had no recollection of having anything like that.
“Wait…” The unexpected response threw Roan’s thoughts into disarray. He lowered his wand and massaged his temples. “You’re making me confused. What do you mean by divine persona? How are you related to Linte Isaac?”
While he had recently reaped a wave of faith, it was nowhere enough to forge a divine persona. It if was that easy to become a god, there would be Demon Gods at every turn!
His intuition told him that the ‘Machine God’ could be behind this.
“Linte Isaac?” The figure’s fleeting voice sounded confused. “What a familiar name… Can you tell me who he is?”
Looking at the figure in the m
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