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The Devil Blood Sacrifice incident concluded with hardly a ripple in the outside world. Mirdis Junior College merely announced that Director of Instruction Grimson had left the school for personal reasons, and a new director would take office next semester. They also laid off several elderly janitors and hired younger, stronger workers to maintain the school's environment and hygiene. It was only half a month until the end of the semester. After this term's studies, they would have a long…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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“To recognize my achievements, the City Hall Security Department has decided to award me the title of Second-Class Honorary Guardian Knight.” “Not bad, not bad. Rhet is just a captain of the constabulary, but you, as a recipient of the Second-Class Honorary Guardian Knight title, can now be on equal footing with him. That old fellow has been a constable for so long and still hasn't received any honorary titles.” Florett chuckled with satisfaction. Honorary titles were excellent; they were…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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"Weil Declan, the Draik branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn will bestow upon you the title of Honorary Temple Knight." The White-Robed Bishop of the Church of the Dawn Goddess appeared solemnly before Little Wei, secretly thinking that although it was only the lowest Rank, Level One Honorary Temple Knight, having this title would make things much more convenient, especially when dealing with the Church. "Weil Declan, the Draik branch of the Church of the God of Storms will bestow upon you the…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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"Little one, cultivate well. If you can advance to an intermediate knight within two years, I will no longer interfere with matters between you and Lilith." Light Kendall glanced at Little Weir and turned to leave. The major events predicted by Professor Weizel had been temporarily resolved. Although the Hell Messenger, Baron Moon Rabbit, was still at large, he shouldn't make any further moves in the short term. Light Kendall had fulfilled his responsibilities, and the next step was to enjoy…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Feeling refreshed and full of boundless strength, little Will gently moved his body, emitting a series of crackling sounds. His attributes appeared in his mind: Name: Will Decland Age: Thirteen Strength: 4.1 Agility: 4.3 Constitution: 5.2 Spirit: 4.5 Supernatural Power: Dou Qi Seed (incomplete metamorphosis), Magic Power (First-level Wizard Apprentice, thirty-six basic runes inscribed, primordial magic power unavailable) Bloodline: Human Primordial Bloodline Cultivation Methods:…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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It's not scary to lose; as long as you know where you lost, you can try to win it back next time. The three consecutive battles gave Little Will an immense amount of experience. These weren't sparring matches like at the Rose Knight's Guild, but true life-and-death battles with real swords and spears. Oh, this life-and-death struggle was aimed at the demon youth; I was still relatively safe. However, the pain of blades and spears striking my body was unavoidable, and Little Will also deeply…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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An hour passed quickly. When Little Weir appeared in the arena fully armed, wearing sturdy knight armor, with a magic runic longsword at his hip and a small shield on his left arm, the longsword in the hand of the devil-masked youth on the opposite side also changed its style, surprisingly becoming a thick greatsword. A blunt sword?! A heavy blunt sword, an edgeless blunt sword—what exactly does this guy mean? This thing, somewhat similar to a wooden sword but much clunkier, is his weapon for…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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"Clang!" With a crisp sound, Little Weil's arm trembled slightly, and the longsword in his hand almost flew out. What the hell was going on? Seeing the Devil Masked Youth's second sword thrusting again, Little Weil quickly moved sideways, and his longsword swept out again. This time, it wasn't aimed at the youth's sword, but directly at his body. The Devil Masked Youth retracted and thrust his longsword again, narrowly hitting the tip of Little Weil's sword just before Little Weil's sword could reach…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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With a backer, he was extremely stable! Before the skeletons and zombies retreated, Little Vere swiftly set up a dense layer of “witchcraft bombs,” all of them trigger-activated, with one trapping the enemy and the next attacking. “Go ahead and try to break through; I’m going to rest anyway.” The demon-masked youth looked at the layer of flickering, eerie light in the square, his lips twitching slightly. This little fellow was truly cautious. He had originally planned to teach him a lesson, to…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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"I refuse!" Little Will rejected without even thinking. As long as it was something the enemy wanted, he would oppose it, for no other reason than the fact that the other party was a devil. 35xs "Do you want this soul battlefield to continue indefinitely?" the devil-masked youth said indifferently. "I don't care, anyway, this is your home ground. Every moment it continues, it consumes a portion of your soul power. When your soul power is completely depleted, the soul battlefield will automatically…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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