LOGIN"Kill!" As Alexander stepped onto the Empyrean Slope, a monstrous wave of killing intent crashed into his mind."Hmph, you think you're the only one fierce?" he muttered coldly, unleashing his own killing intent to counter the assault.He was the Temple Lord Kane, a man who had tread through mountai
At Battleforge Summit, a place where peril lurked at every turn.As the group continued their ascent, they lost a few more members. The ancient battlefield was riddled with deadly traps and poisonous remnants. The pools along the way harbored creatures so aggressive, it was clear they were not of mo
"Ah…" Alexander yawned, waiting patiently. Without a proper map, he would probably take half a day searching for directions. Battleforge Summit, though seemingly small, had a complex terrain.Time was slipping away, and Maxwell and Crimson Wyrm Master finally reached an agreement. The two-meter-wide
Early in the next morning, Maxwell's group of 40—the weakest among them a Lord of War—gathered quietly by the lake at the back of a mountain, somewhere in Shielded Valley. They stood in silence, their expressions grave.Though many had never ventured to Battleforge Summit, they had all heard of its
"Enemy attack!"Brenda sprang to her feet, drawing her sharp blade. Tensions had been high lately, and everyone's nerves were on edge."Perfect timing! I've been waiting to kill him sooner or later!"Alexander's killing intent surged, and his battle spirit ignited.Crimson Wyrm Master was destined t
As soon as Alexander asked the question, a heavy silence fell over the chamber. The three Guardians exchanged uneasy glances, but no one uttered a word."Never mind if you don't want to say anything, I'm just curious," said Alexander, sitting down cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal his wounds
Ywain was a blur of movement—his attacks powerful and seemingly unstoppable. However, they were far from sufficient. Outside the elite elementary school, parents huddled together, terrified. George lay wounded, and Louis was drenched in his own blood. Onlookers from afar gasped in horror.Amidst the
In a Wafford Mining Corporation neighborhood in the southwestern part of Pearson City…A cramped, dilapidated house of less than 50 square meters, furnished with nothing but a bed and a large television, greeted them. There was no decent furniture except for a few scattered pots and pans and a few e
To any Joe on the street, a finger snap was harmless, powerless, and half the time, not even loud.However, Alexander was no average Joe.A crisp wave of energy rippled out from his fingertips, spreading fast and wide in hundred meters in every direction, swallowing the masked man whole.It was like
The Icefield Violent Bear from the icy reaches of Siberton, Roman, was not just all talk—he was a fighting titan. The moment Ryder's words hung in the air, Roman was already on the move.Standing over two meters tall, the supreme grand martial artist, known as the Icefield Violent Bear, attacked ju







