Previous chapter:
Chapter 500: A Warm Prelude to Cold
Next chapter:
Chapter 502: The Dark Struggles of Wrath
PREVIEW
... eapon hed used on the monster.
Yet, it shattered the rock-hard skull as though it was the shell of a robins egg. With a kick to its back, he cracked another bone-chargers spine as his blade whipped about him, cleaving through a behemoths legs.
The Champion laughed like a man possessed, his every movement a blur as he tore across the battlefield. Yes! Run, you little rats! Im the monster now!
And Merzhin could not help but agree.
The Saint watched his fellow Heroes ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























