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The sunlight was bright and brilliant, falling on Rolf’s face, yet it couldn’t illuminate the gloom between his brows. “He’er City…” Rolf looked towards the towering giant spire that reached into the clouds. After a night of burning, the beacon array at the top of the spire had already gone dormant, but the terrifying heat was still cooling, transforming into waves of heat that assailed downwards from the spire's peak. It washed over the rust-stained spire body,…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian laboriously dragged the body ashore. Bruce circled it, sniffing with his nose. "Something's wrong. The cause of death for this body isn't sword wounds or high temperature." Bruce and Sirian had teamed up to kill everyone. Under the penetration and burning of soul marrow bullets, the Spawn of Evil had left hardly any complete corpses, and the ordinary people who worshipped Abominations had turned to ash. "This body was killed by the Claws of…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Thousands of hyphae converged into a pale tide, colliding head-on with the rapidly approaching figure. "Gugu..." Amidst strange bird cries, a flaming sword suddenly appeared, sweeping away large swathes of ash. The man stared at the rapidly approaching figure, disbelievingly saying, "Reverse Falcon..." The Evil Claws had been deeply rooted in Heer City for many years; how could he not know the legend of Reverse Falcon? In fact, in the past, they had clashed…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Elton had recently hit rock bottom. Few people knew that while Elton worked at the City Guard Bureau, he was also secretly a radio host. Unfortunately, after several years of operation, Elton's audience remained sparse. Due to the busy schedule at the City Guard Bureau and his personal lack of inspiration, even his few remaining listeners were on the verge of leaving. “Since it’s just a hobby anyway, why not give it up completely and focus on…
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Dailin lit the night lamp, bare-chested, and lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke. “It stinks.” A woman's lazy groan came from beside him; she pinched Dailin's arm in disgust. “Sorry, sorry.” Dailin quickly extinguished the cigarette and fanned the air. A pair of fair hands reached out and wrapped around Dailin's neck. The woman was about to kiss him, but she frowned when she smelled the lingering cigarette smoke and pushed him away forcefully. The woman…
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“Alright, I’m done with my questions.” Xili’an left the interrogation room. Dailin, smelling the blood in the air, said wearily, “You still did it, didn’t you?” “No, just took a small souvenir.” Xili’an held up a clean tooth, carefully examining it. “Valerie’s oral hygiene is quite good.” “You… never mind.” Dailin gave up trying to understand Xili’an’s way of thinking; saying more would only make things harder for him. “Well, I’m leaving…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Gavin's eyes were deep and profound, fully imprinting Sirian's face into his mind. "Alright, I should go now." Gavin took two steps, then stopped again, bidding farewell. "Looking forward to seeing you next time." "See you next time, Brother Gavin." Sirian saw Brother Gavin off and returned to the interrogation room. Valerie's eyes were vacant, and her body twitched intermittently. Her flesh was as good as new, but the scars on her spirit had spread deep…
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Inside the interrogation room, desperate howls came in fits and starts. Valerie lay on the table, exhausted, her body twitching uncontrollably, cold sweat dripping ceaselessly. Tears filled her eyes, blurring her vision, yet she could still discern that her restrained left hand was bloody. Gavin had brutally peeled open Valerie's skin with a knife, exposing muscle and fascia. "Valerie, you're quite remarkable." Gavin twisted open a vial of potion and applied it to the…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Dailin observed the woman in the interrogation room through the observation window. The captivating beauty he remembered was gone, replaced by a pitiable wretchedness. Valerie hung her head, her face covered in bruises, blood still dripping from her nose. "You really are something, Sirian," Dailin teased, "To be so ruthless with such a beauty." "Beauty?" Sirian shook his head. "Beauty is a term used to describe human women. When she becomes involved with Chaos,…
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Chapter 67: Desires Beyond the Mundane "Where's Sirian?" Dailin scanned the room. They had arrived at the club together, but Sirian had disappeared in such a short time. "I haven't seen him either." Anya, who was beside him, shook her head. Dailin playfully remarked, "Perhaps he's chatting with some important figure." Anya took a sip of her drink and asked, "Do you still think he's the so-called Imperial Envoy?" Dailin countered, "Otherwise?" "I…
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