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“So, like this and like that—those are the facts, more or less.” Bill rattled off the whole story in one breath. His words came too fast and too thick; Sirian stood rooted, brain struggling to digest the torrent. He pieced it together step by step. “Wait—you're saying you and Vilan performed so well on the mission that Chief Rolf took you on as apprentices on the spot?” “Exactly. We're the Chief's apprentices now.” Bill put special…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sunlight filtered through the clean glass windows of the hospital, casting long, slanted shadows on the floor. Anya's gaze shifted toward Dailin, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, and she spoke to Sirian in a low voice. "I have to stay." Sirian nodded understandingly and didn't say much. He simply gave a brief farewell and left the hospital. Having stayed in the quiet of the hospital for too long, Sirian felt a strange nostalgia upon returning to the hustle and…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sunlight filtered through the layered leaves, cut into countless fine pieces of gold foil. Sirian lay on the hospital bed, squinting slightly, his gaze somewhat unfocused as he looked toward the spotless blue sky. "Ah—" He stretched his body forcefully. Over a month had passed since the torrential rain that nearly devoured Heer City; on that day of the downpour, Sirian had slain Dekar and thwarted his conspiracy. Perhaps the residual Power of…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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This was a slaughter between demons and demons, a fight that should have taken place in hell, but had now truly descended upon the mortal world. Sirian brandished his lock blade sword, turning into streaks of silver-white lightning. He left a series of dense wounds on Dekar's twisted, swollen, and deformed body, kicking up a pervasive mist of blood. The twin swords alternated nimbly in his hands. In an unintentional moment, he even switched to the rage flow revolver,…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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In the blazing sea of fire, a figure broke through the flickering flames and billowing black smoke, staggering to a halt. It was Dekar. His current appearance could only be described as wretched. Beneath his tattered rags were hideous wounds covering his entire body; on the hand tightly gripping the chain flail, several twisted and broken fingers hung limply. Broken bones pierced through his flesh, exposed to the scorching air and cold rain, as viscous blood dripped continuously,…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian, newly adult, a foreigner, current City Guard Bureau staff member, from the Torch-Leading Destiny. Eccentric, hard to understand, aloof and distant, and owes her a large sum of money. Taiwan Novel Network has a complete library, choose as you wish. Above is all Meifuni knew about Sirian in her mind. She often fell into a confused contemplation. Was her almost obsessive attention to Sirian rooted in some form of liking for this 'person' himself, or…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Elton was completely dazed, his mouth slightly open and his mind a total blank. The sharp, murderous warrior before him was a world away from the delicate Meifuni in his memory. At this moment, Elton realized how absurd his long-term overprotection of her had been, causing him to subconsciously forget her nature as a Transcendent. In front of the narrow alley, wherever the Ink Trace went, it crushed everything in its path. The incredibly sharp spear tip…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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One second, everyone was still immersed in the warmth of the heavy rain and the ease of casual conversation; the next second, all the good things shattered. "What happened?" Paul nervously went to the doorway, looking out at the pouring rain. Flames and thick smoke rose, and a few seconds later, a wave of impact swept through the streets, bringing a surge of strong wind. "Declaration of war..." Wency murmured, "This... this is Reverse Falcon's declaration of…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Just as Sirian's mind was violently shaken, Dekar's voice pierced through the dense curtain of rain, carrying a condescending tone. "You are a decent opponent, Reverse Falcon." He clutched the wound on his abdomen with one hand, gripping his chain flail tightly with the other. "The vast majority of enemies I have crushed had their minds disintegrate the moment their power came into contact with mine, turning them into soulless chunks of flesh for me to slaughter. But you are…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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As the lock blade sword was pulled from Dekar's waist and abdomen, the qihun alloy's suppression of Source Energy dissipated. The silent Source Energy flowed anew, and the Power of Stillness surged forth once more. Sirian had already distanced himself, the faint mist swirling around him long gone. He stood atop the ruins, looking down from above. Cold rain washed over everything. The blood gushing from Dekar's waist wound stained his torn clothes red, spreading into a…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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