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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
"Marquess, let me ask you a question, do you still have a glimmer of hope in your heart?"
After cooling and lowering the temperature of the coffin, Dekan, in a rare act of mercy, gave the marquess a moment of respite. He walked up to the coffin and asked Marquess Roderick.
...
Marquess Roderick remained silent. Perhaps he felt that any communication was meaningless. Or perhaps he truly had no strength left to speak.
"You are hoping that your fellow kindred will rescue you, and then return these torments to me a thousandfold," Dekan continued.
"It hasn’t been easy for your kindred to partially lift your seal," he taunted.
"Almost there, yet unfortunately stopped by High Priest Kevin, isn't that right?" Dekan pressed on.
...
The marquess still did not respond.
"I can't bear to snuff out this last shred of hope in you, Marquess," Dekan said with a playful smile, seeming to sympathize with the Count.
The marquess only felt that Dekan was trying to scare him. After all, it was impossible for Dekan to kill him. He might torture him for a moment, but he couldn't torture him for a lifetime. As long as the seal was lifted, he would reclaim everything.
"Heh heh, I just love to see the moment when someone like you, holding onto a shred of illusory hope as a pillar of your spirit, realizes the truth," Dekan said, placing his hand on the coffin and temporarily cutting off the live broadcast.
Then, he used the magic within his body to manipulate the [Blood Pact Incantation] he had forged with Isabelle back then.
The soul mark formed from the master-servant contract slowly appeared on Dekan's hand like a curse.
"Marquess, do you recognize this spell?"
Just as Dekan's words fell, the marquess's despairing roar echoed through the church.
"No!!! Impossible!!! We've already killed all those who knew this spell!!! It shouldn't be here!!!" Marquess Roderick's voice was filled with endless unwillingness and despair. He would never admit fault regarding the taboo magic created by the most evil human wizards — the [Blood P
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Current schedule is a bit unstable. But I will try to get 5chapters/week. Been a bit difficult, having some depression issues lately.