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Sirian drove into a heavily weathered ruin. Several days had passed since Sirian left White Cliff Town, and he had become skilled at the repeated task of camping. Before the last ray of light vanished from the sky, Sirian lit a bonfire and tossed in some soul marrow. The pure white flame burned quietly, illuminating Sirian's face in the fading gloom. Sirian took a drink of water to moisten his throat and chewed on some jerky; the rough texture felt…-
2.4 M • Ongoing
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Sirian didn't leave; he just sat quietly on the steps outside the Armory, all alone. All the thoughts that had been screaming endlessly in Sirian's mind vanished at this moment, replaced by a pure blankness. There were no thoughts, just emptiness, as if Sirian had become a hollow shell without a soul, existing merely like a statue. Many years later, Sirian still couldn't recall how he had endured that afternoon of despair. He only remembered that he remained…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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After a morning of searching, Sirian found no other survivors. Pushing open doors one by one and opening cellars, all he found inside were groups of corrupted demons. Before they could even attack Sirian, the brilliant sunlight burned them to ashes. Ashes, everywhere were ashes. It was impossible to imagine how many people had turned into demons, and how many demons had been incinerated by the sunlight. Their self-immolation set some houses on fire. Sirian tried to put out…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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The Deathbird's corpse shattered into pieces on the ground, its internal source energy reactions fading into silence, and the flames that had ignited gradually extinguished, along with the surging chaotic power that had overflowed, its valve now closed. It was over. Sirian thought to himself. With the Deathbird's death, the surrounding gray fog ceased to boil, and this lightless night finally came to an end. "Teacher, we won." After a moment of daze, Sirian finally…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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The blazing fire-sword cleaved down, tearing through the lingering mist, shattering Tania's uncoalesced Origin Energy, and even splitting her neck, chest, and waist. From the horrific wounds, no blood flowed; only continuously burning flames, as if Tania's body had turned into smoldering wood. Tania's eyes were filled with terror. She raised her broken hand, attempting to block Sirian's advance, but he severed it with a single swing of his sword. The severed arm fell to the ground,…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Heaven and Earth were swallowed by an impenetrable darkness, and the gale carried a sharp whistle, stirring up a pungent smell of blood, wildly sweeping through every inch of space, making one's skin ache as if countless tiny needles were pricking it. Sirian led his team forward, cleaving a bloody path full of severed limbs and remains with his fire sword. The surviving townspeople nervously followed behind Sirian; even though they tried not to look at the things in the darkness and forget…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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The soul marrow fire incinerated Torun's corpse into a shriveling husk. Sirian strode forward along the path of unextinguished flames. "soul marrow corrupted by Chaos possesses characteristics completely opposite to regular soul marrow; it gathers and strengthens the power of Chaos, and even the heat of fire transforms into a profound cold." Sirian summarized his combat experience in his mind: "Those favored by Chaos also possess a certain ability to chaotify,…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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For as long as Sirian could remember, the Beacon Lighthouse had stood like a sentinel atop White Cliff Town. Its existence had long transcended that of a mere building, becoming an eternal mark flowing in the townsfolk's blood—as natural as the sun and moon's rotation, and as unshakeable as the changing seasons. Until today. The scarlet sun suddenly collapsed into a crimson spear, and as this forbidden light pierced the sky, the entire lighthouse crumbled in a…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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Reality is different from novels; in novels, events require logical reasoning and lengthy build-up, but reality does not. One moment, everyone was dancing; the next, the apocalypse had arrived. What happened, happened. It was sudden and irresistible, like a meteorite falling to earth. The people involved had no choice but to accept it. A fierce wind, carrying countless sparks, crackled against Sirian's body. Under successive impacts, the high wall burned, leaving only tall ruins, and…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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The twin moons hung high, the stars twinkled, and a silken ring of stars flowed by. Sirian, having mastered the dance steps, took Ava's waist and weaved through the crowd. Laughter filled their ears, and the scent of fine wine wafted to their noses. Ava whispered, "Is Tim still watching us?" "He wouldn't miss this beautiful moment, even if he isn't the main character." Sirian smiled in response, then changed his tone, saying, "Tim likes you very much." "And…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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