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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…-
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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Amidst the dizziness and hallucinations, Sirian instinctively raised his sword to block. The impact's tremor spread up his arm bones, as if he had been hit by a battering ram, and his boot soles dragged two deep furrows in the scorched earth. Leaning on his lock blade sword, a conversation surfaced in Sirian’s mind. "In summary, the true terror of the Power of Stillness is that it will trap you in a cycle of amnesia." In his memory, Anya had spoken…
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Chapter 165: The Fuse of Memory Under the washing of the rain, the ruins steamed with pungent white smoke, and the firelight twisted and flickered in the water curtain, casting the two figures in alternating light and shadow. The moment both sides discovered each other, the battle erupted. The rage flow revolver in Sirian's hand let out continuous roars; with every pull of the trigger, the muzzle burst with blinding firelight. Steel-core bullets tore through the rain curtain with…
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"Cough, cough..." Dekar cleared his throat, leaned in close to the microphone, and followed the text in his memory to begin his speech. "Citizens of Heer City, the shadow of the Evil Claws has been completely purged. The City Guard Bureau and the City-State Council have reshaped order with blood..." His voice turned into a raspy current, like a melody descending from the heavens, exploding in every corner of Heer City shrouded in heavy…
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2.4 M • Ongoing
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On the Day of Victory Proclamation, the rain became exceptionally heavy, pounding against every inch of the city's skin, letting out a deafening roar. The water level rose rapidly; murky water in the low-lying areas submerged the curbs, reaching knee-depth, washing up debris and fallen leaves, while cars were stranded, tires half-covered, and white smoke billowed from beneath the hoods. "I'm already starting to regret setting the date for today. Why is the rain so heavy?" Paul gasped heavily,…
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Sirian's mind was blank, and time seemed to stretch into a rusty chain, every second emitting a grating creak that echoed in his ears. He didn't know how long it took before he finally accepted the fact—Rolf was the Reverse Falcon. It was both unexpected and reasonable. No wonder that night, after splitting his helmet and seeing his true face, the Reverse Falcon hadn't killed him. That was Rolf; he had recognized him. Presumably, a large part of his disgust toward…
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