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After being attacked by the Reverse Falcon, Sirian lay low for a long time. Life returned to how it was before he masqueraded as the Reverse Falcon: daily routine of going to work, patrolling at night, getting off work, and spending his days off carousing with Meifuni. Initially, Sirian was still uneasy, afraid that the Reverse Falcon would suddenly descend at any moment, swinging that bizarre sword and cleaving everything into dust. Sirian did not fear death;…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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“You’re saying that you went for your usual morning run, just happened to meet an acquaintance today, chatted for a bit, got delayed, and then, on your way back, just happened to encounter the injured Sirian?” Dailin repeated Meifuni’s explanation and fell into a moment of silence. A moment later, Dailin rubbed his temples hard. “First, Hili’an’s first injury, Memorial Plaza, Flower River corpses, and now this second time…” After much…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 119: Abyss "Sirian, you are always frowning and keeping your face tense... that's not the expression a child your age should have." The man cupped Sirian's face in his hands, examining him closely, his rough thumb repeatedly rubbing his forehead. "You are angry. What are you angry about?" The man stood against the light, and Sirian couldn't see his face, but he could clearly hear the old, hoarse voice. Sirian guessed that beneath the shadowed face, the man must…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 118: The Arrogant One The night sky was vast and silent, with twin moons hanging high, and a slender ring of stars bisecting everything. Sirian let out a long breath, fatigue and throbbing pain lingering in his mind, his bones creaking like a machine on the verge of breaking down. Since leaving White Cliff Town, Reverse Falcon was undoubtedly the first truly formidable enemy Sirian had encountered. Reverse Falcon’s attacks were swift and lethal, his…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 117: Pale Six-Eyed When the desperate howls reached Sirian’s ears, he knew that those unlucky fellows had been wiped out by Reverse Falcon. Sirian had once prided himself on his efficient killing, but after encountering the true Reverse Falcon, he finally understood that his opponent was a walking meat grinder. Reverse Falcon skimmed low, making no stops. Immediately after, numerous figures were shredded by chain-like blades and pierced by jagged iron…
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Chapter 116: Midnight Battle Sirian had no time to process what was happening. The moment the blazing white six-eyes lit up, a piercing whistle ripped through the air beside his ear. He instinctively stepped back, and then a booming crash erupted in front of him. The ground shattered, and spreading cracks crawled up the walls on both sides, stirring up plumes of dust. "Caw caw..." The bird cry sounded again, and the piercing whistle repeated. A bone-chilling pain shot…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Since childhood, Wency had heard her grandmother tell stories of the Reverse Falcon. From that time on, a powerful, silent image was engraved in her mind, an image that was further fantasized and fleshed out as she grew. Originally, the Reverse Falcon would have always stood in Wency's heart as a phantom, until tonight, when the phantom and reality overlapped. It fell apart. There were no pretentious words, nor was he as taciturn as she had…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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"Huh?" Paul was startled by Wency's reply. Even Sirian, who was on the rooftop, paused, his expression beneath the mask turning subtle. "Instead of spending time and energy repeatedly thinking about this kind of thing, why don't you just ask the person involved?" Wency said frankly, "You're not a Chaos Follower. Reverse Falcon wouldn't draw his sword and chop you down, would he?" "Honestly, what kind of drunken nonsense is that?" Did Paul not understand this…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian stood on the rooftop, gazing up at the night sky. It was deep night, another deep night shrouded in thick fog. The Liminal Gray Area permeated the outskirts of Heer City, like a towering wall that had risen up, affecting even the clouds; the twin moons were indistinct, reduced to only two massive halos. Sirian walked along the edge of the roof. The building was not tall, allowing him to observe the entire street clearly, and even hear the general conversations of the…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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“That’s enough for today, Sirian.” Meifuni crossed her arms. Although she was short, she carried herself with an air of superiority. “I had a lot of fun, and I look forward to your future performance.” Having said that, she and Sirian parted ways at a busy intersection. Watching Meifuni’s figure disappear into the crowded streets, Sirian’s tired eyes gradually sharpened, and he rushed home without stopping. Pushing open the door, Bruce was…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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