Previous chapter:
Chapter 115.1: Slate of Fate
Next chapter:
Chapter 116.1: I Will Wait For You
PREVIEW
... To greet me with such small fry, how disappointing."
The sword of bloodlight fell.
"Die."
A storm of crimson blades rained from the heavens like meteors. Before the echo of that single word faded, all sixty Mythwalkers were dead, falling like dumplings into the streets below.
Every witness was struck dumb.
One strike to kill sixty Mythwalkers? How is this real?
Even the hat man whispered hoarsely, "I take back what I said. He didn't sneak in becaus ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




















![[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice](http://static.novelbuddy.com/images/bl-craving-him-addicted-to-his-voice.png)








