MachineSamurai9124
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2,565
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29.9 M
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Before night had fully covered the sky, Heer City's Beacon Lighthouse lit up ahead of schedule. Tons of soul marrow were fed into the combustion furnace, and through the repeated refraction of the beacon array, it transformed into a rising artificial sun, pushing back the encroaching gray mist beyond the high walls. From the murky night sky came a series of whimpering cries, as if flocks of strange birds were passing overhead. Immediately after, scorching explosions sounded in…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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Dailin was a very strange person. You could say Dailin wasn't very accepting, as he easily imagined Sirian's identity in all sorts of strange ways. Yet, you could also say he was very accepting, because the moment Bruce spoke, he was so startled it was as if a swarm of cockroaches had crawled up his pants. If Sirian hadn't stopped Dailin in time, Dailin would have nearly punched Bruce in the head, further relieving its cranial…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Dailin couldn't quite grasp Sirian's series of morbid statements, but he was certain that Sirian was willing to fight The Formless One. This was good news. Sirian downed the last of the milk from the carton and asked, “Is Valerie’s regression in mental state also related to The Formless One?” “Most likely,” Dailin explained, “Every time we make progress in our operations against the Evil Claws, similar accidents occur, and all leads are cleanly…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian had anticipated many possible developments, but he never expected Dailin to pinpoint his origin from White Cliff Town with a single sentence. Was it some mysterious power of destiny? It is said that some scholars in the Modian Society possess the ability to reverse the flow of time for objects, thereby recreating their past. It is through this method that scholars restore texts on damaged ancient books, bringing history submerged by time back into the world. Or perhaps…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian gazed at the rising City-state, his eyes clouding over, his consciousness growing hazy. He slowly began to move, actually walking down the long staircase, intending to enter the City-state. Someone was calling him. No, it would be better to say that after a long millennium, someone had finally heard that call. “Damn it!” Sirian propped himself up with his remaining rationality, breaking through the haze. He first looked at the ouroboros seal; since it wasn't…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Finally, the day of Sirian's promotion arrived. It wasn't a particularly special day; Sirian simply woke up in a good mood, and the sun was bright with a clear sky. “What a nice day.” The warm sunlight hit his face, and Sirian thought of his past life. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Sirian chose to promote at home. He cleared out the living room, drew a ritual array, cooked Transcendent materials, and refined them into a potion. Bruce quietly…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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"Is that so?" Sirian re-examined Elton, not expecting him to think that way. "Whew..." Elton let out a long breath, forcing a smile. "Speaking of which, Sirian, you're a pretty good guy. I hope you live a long time." "I'll try." Elton had something on his mind, whether it was a remnant of that night or an old secret he'd kept hidden deep in his heart. Sirian didn't care; everyone had their own secrets, big or small. Through this conversation, he simply…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Valerie’s “death” significantly influenced Xili’an’s subsequent actions. He had initially thought the City Guard Bureau could follow Valerie’s lead and uproot the Evil Claws hidden in Heer City. Now, it seemed Xili’an’s enemies were not only lurking in dark alleys but also concealed within the City Guard Bureau itself. Xili’an rushed back to the City Guard Bureau, his hand constantly on his sword hilt, ready for it to be drawn at any…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Due to the urgency of the situation, and Bruce’s frequent eccentric behavior from his strange experiments, Sirian didn't even have time to listen to Bruce's peculiar stories before grabbing boiling sword and rushing out. He climbed down from the balcony. Sirian arrived at Valerie’s detention cell at the fastest possible speed. In front of Valerie's cell, Sirian saw Dailin and Anya. “What happened?” Sirian’s voice…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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The commotion surrounding Reverse Falcon intensified with time. Many elders who had lived through the Reverse Falcon era took to the streets, cheering his name and anticipating that his return would once again transform Heer City. Young people, initially unaware, were re-educated about the past. They flocked to libraries and archives, trying to uncover traces of Reverse Falcon from fragmented clues. Sirian hadn't expected any of this, but he felt it wasn't a bad…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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