MachineSamurai9124
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Sirian’s eyelids were as heavy as welded gates; it took a great deal of effort for him to finally open his eyes. “Ah… my head hurts so much.” He didn't know how long he had been asleep. An hour? A day? Or a week? Fragments of memory, like shipwreck debris, floated vaguely at the edge of his consciousness—the cold gleam of metal, deafening roars, scorching steam, and the moment Daren’s crimson prosthetic eye exploded… But these were like looking through frosted glass, distant and…-
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As the last action report was carefully placed on Dekar's desk, the long and bloody night finally came to an end. Hanna rubbed her tired eyes, then kneaded her numb and aching fingers. She hadn't stopped typing all night, and her ten fingers were bruised to varying degrees. Her shoulders and neck throbbed, and the muscles in her entire back felt as if they were stuck together. The high-intensity work throughout the night was a battle and torture for her. Hanna endured her physical…
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“Entangled?” Sirian said bluntly, “Sounds pretty troublesome.” “Huh? Troublesome!” Meifuni was furious. She reached out, grabbed Sirian by the throat, and shook him vigorously. “Don’t forget, Sirian, you’ve escaped death several times, and it was all thanks to my healthy morning runs!” Sirian deliberately spoke with a constricted voice, “Okay, thank you very much for your healthy habit. I’ll consider it.” “What do you mean…
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Sirian and Dailin sat exhaustedly on a street bench. After the operation at Watergate Fortress, they stumbled back into the city and just sat down there. Dailin sat with his arms crossed, head bowed, whether he was asleep or pondering the inspiration brought by those golden partners, Sirian didn't know. Sirian, on the other hand, closed his eyes in meditation, sensing the changes in the soul marrow concentration within his body. With Daren's death,…
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The bodies wrapped in mycelia, like a symbol, ran through Sirian's investigation into the Evil Claws. Initially, Sirian thought these were products of the Evil Claws' desecration rituals, vessels for storing spores. By now, their repeated appearance, widespread along the river channels, had made Sirian realize that their true purpose was far from as simple as he had imagined. Not to mention, Sirian had previously visited the Water Gate System to check…
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Dailin stood on the metal grating submerged in water. The river water continued to pour into the observation area, and in the blink of an eye, the water level had reached his upper thighs. The Source Energy inside him remained at its peak, weaving layers of dense defense across his body surface. Not far away, Anya stayed high up, clutching the last Blazing Sword. Since Sirian plunged into the river bottom holding Daren's head, they couldn't see anything under…
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The night Sirian stumbled into a dark alley, he was shot by a Rank Three formidable enemy. Tonight, facing Daren's fatal shot, Sirian was almost certain that the person he encountered was Daren. Then everything made sense. All this time, Daren had been deeply hidden within the Water Gate System, masquerading as a reclusive research fanatic to lull everyone into a false sense of security, but when necessary, he would act in the dead of night, serving Evil…
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After a series of deadly exchanges, both sides tacitly ceased their attacks, maintaining a safe distance and sizing each other up. Sirian gripped his boiling sword tightly, Source Energy further strengthening the blade, causing it to erupt in fierce flames. Dailin rubbed his aching chest. The storm of bullets just now had nearly shattered his defenses, leaving his body riddled with holes. Anya lurked in the shadows, like a cold viper, waiting for an opportunity…
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The heavy oak door blocked out the outside clamor, but it couldn't stop the pervasive smell of gunpowder and the iron-like tension in the air. Dekar sat in his office like a silent statue, as always, but this time, the large desk in front of him had been cleared, replaced by a map that almost covered the entire surface. The map meticulously depicted the full view of Heer City, dotted with different colored thumbtacks and dense threads, marking the strongholds and activity areas of…
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"Daren Zaka, from the Mech-Corpse Destiny, Rank Two, has been working for the Water Gate System ever since he joined over a decade ago." As the lift descended, Dailin recounted the target's information. "His parents passed away several years ago. He never married and doesn't have any close friends. He's a guy so isolated he has virtually no social connections." Anya commented, "He sounds like an extreme version of Elton." "He is nothing…
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