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Sirian pushed open the iron door, and a wave of heat assailed him, followed by a nauseating stench that made him want to vomit. Covering his mouth and nose, Sirian cautiously stepped inside. Tania's body, from the inside out, had completely burned into a mass of ignited charcoal, shrunken and collapsed into a grotesque posture. "That's not right," Sirian circled around, examining her. "According to my calculations, you should have lasted at least a few more hours. How did it…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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"As for what happened after that..." Dailin stopped his narration, picked up a piece of dried meat, and bit into it fiercely, as if he were chewing on his past self. "She just fell into a deep sleep. Anya stayed with me the whole time. She didn't say anything else, didn't make any moves; she just stayed by my side, indicating that she was still there." Dailin recalled, "I think my mother didn't know what happened after I left. Maybe she knew, but she didn't dare to believe it,…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Dailin stood before the stairwell, rooted to the spot for a long time. "Why?" Dailin couldn't understand. He was a Transcendent, an employee of the City Guard Bureau, a big shot in the eyes of the citizens. He was no longer the scrawny child he had been back then! Yet, with his home door just steps away, Dailin cowered where he stood, afraid to take a step forward. "Damn it!" Dailin cursed under his breath, hardened his resolve, and forced himself to climb…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Taking the dried meat, Sirian returned to Dailin's side and glanced at his expression out of the corner of his eye. Perhaps Dailin had wiped away his tears during the short time Sirian was gone. There were no tears, nor were his eyes red. Dailin merely lit a cigarette, his gaze unfocused, like a pale, empty shell. "Where were we just now?" "The past and the future." Dailin took a deep drag on the cigarette, then tossed the remaining half into the wind. "Sirian, after I…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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"It's over?" Dailin was guarding outside, his hands clad in brass knuckles, ready for anything. "Sort of. She's still a while from dying. If you have something to do, you can leave first. I need to wait here for a bit." Sirian was too hot; he unbuttoned his collar, revealing his chest marked with scratches and scars. The two climbed down a ladder, then crouched through a narrow passage. Cool breezes greeted them as they arrived at a rusty platform. They had expected to overlook the…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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"giant god... Lord of Slumber." Sirian's head instantly throbbed, and then he realized that this was not the first time he had heard the name of Giant God · Mianzhu. On the day White Cliff Town was destroyed, when the Deathbird unleashed the forbidden art, Threshold Release, Nun was shocked by the reappearance of this power in the world, and the Deathbird mocked him in the name of the Lord of Slumber. That's right, he had heard of the Lord of…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Blazing sun, it was the blazing sun again. Since Sirian arrived in Heer City, he had heard others mention the so-called rumors and the blazing sun more than once, but they never offered a more detailed explanation, making it as ethereal as a dream. Until now. “Cough… cough…” Tania coughed twice, her throat filled with ash and embers. “You've also seen that crimson blazing sun, how magnificent, how scorching.” Tania's narration brought Sirian's memory…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Tania dared not look at Sirian, nor did she intend to answer anything. After regaining consciousness, she remained silent, as if resigned to her fate, offering no resistance. Facing the spread-out instrument roll Sirian presented, Tania clearly knew what those shocking knives were for. Associating them with what was about to happen to her, her body trembled intermittently. But Tania remained silent. Sirian paid no attention to her cold demeanor, instead…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Dekar, his face grim, walked through the damp, mold-covered corridor to the end of the platform, which offered a perfect view of the entire Vertical Farm. The originally suspended planting platforms had collapsed into ruins along with the dome modules, steel beams and broken metal sheets piled up in disarray, and a large amount of river water had poured in, soaking the scattered limbs. “We can preliminarily confirm that this is a safe house for the Evil Claws, where they cultivate Spawn…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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When Bruce and the others arrived at the Vertical Farm at the appointed time, the battle had already ended. Under Sirian's brutal offensive and meticulously designed chain explosions, the entire Vertical Farm had been reduced to ruins. Water trickled from the cracks in the dome, collecting at the base of the ruins to form a large lake. The wreckage of numerous buildings and countless corpses were submerged within, with a large amount of mycelium floating on the water's surface.…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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