MachineSamurai9124
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Sirian endured the pain throughout his body and the dizziness in his head, crawling up from the wreckage inside the cabin. "Are you two still alive?" From a certain perspective, this was the first accident he had encountered in his short life. It felt terrible. "My—my leg seems to be broken." Bruce crawled out from somewhere, limped two steps, then collapsed on the ground, his ears drooping. "You're really in a sorry state." Sirian said, while tucking him under his arm…-
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Elton read the subsequent text aloud, explaining its specific abilities. "The Pseudofetus Jellyfish's tentacles contain potent neurotoxins; once touched by its tentacles, the prey will immediately experience spasms and coma. At the same time, its umbrella-shaped body can also release an area-of-effect mental shock. Furthermore, it usually does not kill the prey directly, but drags the prey back into its umbrella-shaped body for slow digestion." Sirian suspected he had misheard.…
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Sirian was a man who had experienced great storms; he rarely lost his composure to such an extent, acting as panicked as if Meifuni were blocking his door to collect a debt, demanding an explanation right then and there. —There was no way not to panic. A colossal entity was slowly emerging from the shadows. Sirian could not clearly see its form, but that did not prevent him from perceiving that as this entity descended, the land of reality was gradually collapsing into the…
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This was not the first time Sirian had experienced a Source Energy Tide, so there was no panic or anxiety in his heart, only a near-pathological, eager impulse. Although the combined forging vehicle had encountered various accidents along the way, it had never faced a true crisis. It was time to be tested! Sirian swung the lock blade sword. Amidst the humming vibration, he slashed out a huge arc, like a scythe harvesting straw, sweeping across the edge of light…
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Two men and one dog stared at the pitch-black rift, looking at each other in dismay. The wilderness is like this: a maze that is constantly changing, where you can never predict what kind of tribulations await you next. "This place looks like it was created by the influence of the Liminal Gray Area, definitely not formed naturally," Sirian suggested. "Should we try to go around it?" "We could go around, but the problem is, who knows how long this rift actually is, or how many…
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After determining the exact location of the combined forging vehicle with the beacon and updating the route, Sirian's night watch reached its most tedious phase. He sat by the long-cold bonfire, the lock blade sword and boiling sword resting on his knees, meditating amidst the howls of the demons. Under normal circumstances, Sirian's meditation would continue from midnight until dawn. As time slowly passed, the pitch-black sky gradually revealed hints of…
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When the combined forging vehicle left Heer City, the cold autumn rainy season was coming to an end. During their wandering in the wilderness, the season approached winter, and the nighttime temperatures dropped sharply, not to mention the Liminal Gray Area was already filled with a chill. After the two humans and one dog had their fill, they sat around the burning campfire, chatting idly. Sirian cursed, 'Damn it, you still did it.' Bruce retorted, 'Didn't you…
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Wilderness. The scarred, desolate world was always eerily quiet. Apart from faint bird calls and the rustle of rats scurrying over gravel, only the sound of strong winds whipping through rotten wood and withered grass remained. When everything became too still, time seemed to freeze, until the distant roar of machinery shattered the prolonged silence. And so, time began to flow once more. At the horizon's edge, the combined forging vehicle rumbled forward, crashing through obstructive…
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Year 434 of the City-state Calendar, the Dark World. The sky was like an impenetrable curtain, blocking the sunlight behind lead-gray clouds. Even though it was noon, the gloom made it seem as if night was about to fall. On the barren land, amidst weathered and ruined debris, living flesh spread and contracted like massive, still-pulsating organs, clinging slimy to broken walls and ruins. In deeper shadowy crevices, countless monstrous demons lurked. Crimson eyes flickered in the…
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The wilderness. The cracked, decaying earth spread toward the horizon like a dried-up riverbed; weathered ruins stood like the skeletons of giants, and the twisted branches of scattered dead trees stretched out in desperate grasping gestures amidst the howling wind. Birds streaked across the desolate sky. Suddenly, a burst of cheerful singing rang out, jarringly out of place with the bleak scenery. "I promise you—" Accompanying the song was the roar of a Source Energy engine and…
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