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
"Ladies and gentlemen, prepare to witness a miracle!" The assistant's voice boomed, building suspense. The canvases fell on cue.However, Robin had not moved an inch.It was painfully obvious that his grand illusion had flopped.The fans squinted and blinked, unwilling to accept the flop, but the re
Shadows darted through the Wyrmhold Mountain, the group moving at a brisk clip.The leader, Westin Morley, halted abruptly and called back to the others, his voice booming through the trees."Everyone, stop! Family heads, up ahead. We've got things to discuss."Westin, the big-shot elder of the Morl
Followers of a person would typically be mean if the leader was just as disagreeable.A smirk played on Alexander's lips as he sneered, "I'm just standing here. Why do you keep trying to run into me?"No point in being nice to those who did not play fair.His sharp comeback did not sit well with the
Clang!The blow landed, but Alexander stood unshaken, the sound of metal ringing in the air. The feeble strike stood no chance against his energy shield.The assailant gaped in disbelief, eyeing their blade as if it were a counterfeit.With a shudder, Alexander sent a wave of energy slicing through







