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
At the Grand Dynasty Hotel's entrance, a pink Porsche pulled up, and Alexander and his companions stepped out."Miss Chesire, leave the car with me. I'll park it properly," the doorman offered, recognizing the notable guests."Thank you," Amber responded graciously, slipping him a tip before they ma
The figure was none other than Red Rose.Alexander had sensed her presence and glanced up. He wondered how she managed to be so prompt in some matters while lagging in others.Red Rose silently stalked the doorway, her eyes curiously fixed on Amber. Her presence quickly drew attention, prompting a s
"Are we done chatting?" The abrupt interruption echoed through the crowd, drawing all eyes to an average-looking, medium-sized stranger who exuded an air of authority.In response to his voice, several semi-Empyreans fell silent, sensing a palpable sense of urgency and importance in his words.Alexa
Bostown, a hotspot for tourists, often hosted themed events to draw in the crowds.That week's highlight was Magic Week, with a lineup of renowned magicians gracing the city with their presence.Alexander, having snagged a sliver of a clue from Wilder, led his team to Bostown, hoping luck was on the







