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
He spoke too loudly and winced as his wound reopened, pain flashing across his face."Looks like my kick did the trick," Sheila chuckled with a mischievous grin.Eagle was already deeply scarred, and this new insult had him shaking with rage.Still, he was no match for them. What could he do?Oh, he
On the slopes of Witchwood Summit, two figures dashed through the wilderness, racing toward the peak.To the mighty, a pathless terrain—even bristling with thorns—was as good as a paved road."Huff!" Alexander inhaled deeply, his brow furrowed with concern as he gazed at the summit."Something on yo
On the top floor of the Wagerway Alliance building, Ghost Fox paced anxiously, a sinking feeling gnawing at his heart. The prolonged absence of any triggered traps fueled his apprehension. He wondered if Cimarron had given up on saving his daughter and retreated.If that were the case, the trap that
"Step out and meet your end!" Alexander's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze fierce as a lion provoked to wrath.Provoking the wrath of the Temple of War's master was no small feat.Shadows darted forward. Over a dozen figures sprang from the corridor before Alexander, ready to face him.The thick stench







