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
The summit of Witchwood Summit had been flattened by human hands, creating a wide clearing.At its heart stood a circular altar, its surface etched with ancient, weather-beaten patterns, each scratch a testament to the passage of time.Surrounding the altar were fewer than 20 individuals, their pres
Witch Mountain Village used to be the property of Witchwood Summit, a leisure spot meticulously crafted at great expense for the entertainment of the warlocks on the mountain. At one point, it was vacated and turned into a temporary base for outsiders.The outsiders' mission was singular: to seize t
"Is that the best they've got?" Alexander scoffed, shaking his head in disdain at the surveillance camera. He had anticipated more surprises from Ghost Fox but overestimated his opponent instead."Mister Kane, what should we do next?" Cimarron was a little nervous. Even as a Lord of War, he could no
The subterranean chamber trembled, stones and dust raining down from the ceiling. If that kept up, they were in for a cave-in.The clash of titans, those beyond the mighty semi-Empyrean and the Lord of War, sent shockwaves of energy rippling through the air."Settle down!"Alexander leaped high, lan







