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
What was he trying to do? He wanted his wife, no doubt.The fat man swept a glance at Alexander and sneered. "You ran quite quickly. Who knew you'd be a fighter."Then, he raised his right hand once more and said viciously, "His wife knocked into me, yet he wants to pretend that it's not her fault.
Aaronson was a city by the sea in Tormora, about 150 kilometers away from Ol' Mare. The economic relationship between both cities was very close.Jerome was in a luxuriously decorated casino. He looked at the man with the short hair on the real leather couch and said respectfully, "Mister Aares, my
Gary and Amber felt their hearts sink at Jeff's words.Jeff wanted Alexander to bark like a dog, grovel at his feet, and crawl from under him."Don't be afraid." Alexander did not even look at Jeff. He pointed at the couch and smiled at Amber and Gary. "Come, have a seat. Let's see what else Mister
It was 9 p.m., and the bar—which was less than 300 meters away from the spa hotel—was jam-packed with people.The competition between bars at the foot of the mountain in Wakefield was extremely tough. Almost every bar had its own band. Occasionally, they would invite more popular bands to perform.T







