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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
After close to an hour of walking, I was welcomed by two more hunters. I brought the remaining 24 slaves to the destination. It was a bald mountain peak and on it were many weird looking stones. This was indeed a good place to go into seclusion, this slave that lived for a hundred thousand years really did have taste.
“Master, this is the mountain.”
The slave told me, “He is the lord of the slaves and people who know him call him Blood Elder. Although I have never seen him but I have heard of his name. Master let’s head out, who knows if Blood Elder is at home.”
“En okay.”
……
I led the slaves up the mountain. The Butterfly in my hands shone brightly while the Ancient God Tiger roared and followed beside me.
Blood Elder’s cave was at the top of the mountain and there was a stone door I walked forwards and knocked onto it with my handle. Very quickly a hoarse voice spread out, “Who?”
“A visitor that wants to seek help.”
His voice was really calm, “You should go, I have nothing here that you want.”
I turned the sword and stabbed Butterfly into the stone gate without saying a word.
The person inside understood something and said, “Come in…”
Along with a low rubbing sound, the stone gate opened slowly. I saw clearly that this slave master didn’t look different from the other slaves just that his bone was slightly darker and he had a mustache on his chin. On close look, that was just some algae.
His home was really small, it was just the size of a toilet and he was inside. Beside him was a stone table and on it were some old scrolls. There was also an oil lamp shining in the darkness and the light couldn’t compare to any piece of equipment on me.
He had such a tough life!
That was my first impression. Moreover, his bones had some crack-like patterns. He looked at me and said, “Mortal, what do you want?”
“I would like to ask something.” I said.
“What is it, ask, but whether or not I reply is another matter. After all, people won’t help others for free in this world.”
I knew this was the case and smiled, “Actually it isn’t
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