In almost an instant, Rode was certain that this was the Terror Fortress.
There was no other possibility.
This must be the legacy of the True King.
That terrifying aura gave Rode a special sense of familiarity—he had felt it within the Saint Rael Kingdom, at the very moment the God of Filthy Blood descended.
LitRPG: My Unique Talent Is Fate Hints
LitRPG / Adventure
LitRPG: Every Attack Gives 1 Permanent HP
LitRPG / Sci-fi
LitRPG: My Real Body Is the Cheat
LitRPG / Sci-fi
Global Stat Points: I Maxed Out Attack Speed
LitRPG / Urban
LitRPG: I became the God of Mining
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
After the World Became a Game I Chose Black Talent
LitRPG / Mature
Myth Invasion: I Kill Gods on Earth
Urban / Comedy
God-level Assassin, I'm the Shadow
LitRPG / Urban
Global Panic: The Gnoll That Farmed the World
LitRPG / Urban