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Sirian glanced at his pocket watch. The sudden arrival of the Death Rejectors had cost him quite a bit of time. Leicher understood this and stopped standing lazily to the side, instead joining Sirian in vigorously excavating the source crystal cluster. Leicher picked up the collector, the sawtooth rapidly devouring the source crystal cluster, while Sirian wielded his sturdy boiling sword, crudely hacking off chunk after chunk. Working…-
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It had to be said that Leicher, this Mr. Narrator, narrated at just the right time. In the gaps between the combat, he clarified the origin of sin · end ruin and the identity of these abominable things in just a few words. Sirian's twin swords crossed, almost completely tearing a Death Rejector apart. He fell powerlessly to the ground, his body, neck, and even his head shattered into a mass of filth. Yet he was still alive. At least, that was how it seemed…
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"The end of the... Renaissance Era?" Sirian was stunned. In a few more months, the City-state Era would enter its 435th year. This meant that, based on exact historical records, Leicher had lived for at least nearly four hundred years. Previously, Sirian thought the other's claim of having "walked too far on the Path" was just a joke; now, it seemed those words were even overly modest. The lifespan of a Transcendent doubles with each tier…
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After a brief period of jolting, Sirian fell into a deep darkness. A sharp pain from friction spread across his body, as if he had been bruised by countless sharp, jagged rocks. "Ha— Ha—" He gasped painfully, enduring the physical discomfort. The hazy, deep darkness completely enveloped Sirian, and a weathered, whispering voice sounded in his ear. "You have gone through numerous hardships, suffered through pain and torture, and now you have met with an accident…
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"The good news is—" Bruce's voice carried a hint of imperceptible excitement, "This cluster of ruins is too fresh! This means that besides those eye-catching source crystal clusters, we might even be able to dig up some other hard goods from here!" It paused for a moment, and then its speech speed suddenly increased as if it were rattling off a menu. "Think about it: exquisite handicrafts from the old era that haven't been gnawed away by the wind and sand, lost ancient books, or even…
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Under Bruce's near-suicidal, non-stop labor, the combined forging vehicle barely regained its mobility by the first light of dawn on the second day. The hideous wounds on the vehicle were covered with crude patches, and the treads engaged once more. Though every step was accompanied by a heavy groan, it could at least roll over this merciless land again. "I can't... I really can't hold on anymore." Bruce gulped down a few bites of breakfast and then fell heavily onto the narrow…
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Elton slept until the afternoon before slowly waking up. Clearly, sleeping in this environment did not offer very high-quality rest. "Ah—" Elton let out a pained groan. Last night, between life and death, his tense spirit had dulled the pain in his body; now that he was safe, the pain coiled around him like vipers. Elton first felt a splitting headache, and his muscles throbbed with unbearable soreness. As he moved his body, more dull aches washed over him. Pulling up his…
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Back in the Renaissance Era, as the Expeditionary Pioneer bestowed their bloodline upon the Ten Holy Bloods, the Torchbearer clans were born. Through centuries of warfare, these clans continuously diverged and passed down their legacy, right up to the present day. Some ancient clans, having existed for such a long time, not only formed their own unique cultures but also developed aberrations imbued with Transcendent power. Sirian examined the tattered flag…
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With the Pseudofetus Jellyfish retreating, Sirian finally had time to adjust his condition, recover his strength, and endure the pain. Casting his gaze into the distance, the ironclad island and the Beast of a Thousand Changes were still locked in a fierce battle. Fortunately, they had moved far away from the combined forging vehicle, their massive silhouettes becoming blurred and indistinct. At low altitude, blinding flashes constantly tore through the…
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Sirian heard the sporadic gunfire behind him. Glancing back, Elton and Bruce looked like a duo straight out of a comedy film, laughing absurdly and humming strange tunes while responding to the swarming monsters with increasingly fierce firepower. The steady Soul Marrow Light illuminated the piles of corpses collapsing along the outer edge of the combined forging vehicle, their flowing tainted blood staining the ruins. After confirming they were temporarily…
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