Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

"Missing a shot? Impossible, I am a proud Elf Shooter."


The moment the arrow, shimmering with a brown glow, hit the ground, it turned the soil under King Bronzebeard's feet into a soggy swamp. Taking too large a step, King Bronzebeard was startled when he saw the ground beneath him suddenly turn into a swamp, causing his hammer to tremble and the thunder constantly falling from the sky above Yi Lin to strike askew.


His "Descent of the Heavenly God" stance, immune to all negative states, came at the cost of sacrificing agility. Even if he noticed the swamp beneath his feet, he couldn't stop in time and stepped right into it, sinking deeply into the mire.


His beloved mount "Valentina" was already wailing pitifully under the gang assault by the others.


After switching her stance, Oda Mai's entire demeanor seemed like it changed into someone else.


Chapter 497: My Hands are Red, Let Me Do It!