Andrew Moore
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Meanwhile, somewhere else in the realm of the Gods, Qin Jiu stared into a mirror, its surface rippling like disturbed water. The room around her was a disaster zone. A king-sized bed, its silk sheets once a pristine white, was now a tangled mess, stained crimson and reeking of stale wine. Empty bottles, their contents long spilled, littered the floor, along with shards of glass that glittered under the dim light. Qin Jiu, usually the epitome of cold elegance, looked like she hadn't slept in days. Dark…-
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Michael watched the remnants of Lorian's flagship—chunks of burning wood, twisted metal, and bloody shards of frozen flesh—spiral away into the void. He stretched, feeling the satisfying pops and cracks along his spine, and a slow, predatory grin spread across his face. "Now that's what I call a warm welcome," he murmured, even as the system notifications started to flood his mind. [Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing-- "Yeah, yeah, I get it," Michael muttered, his grin widening…
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The moment Michael confirmed his purchase of Frostbite, a spike of pain lanced through his skull. It was the system's way – brutally efficient, like having a thousand ice shards hammered into your brain. He gritted his teeth, riding out the agony. It always faded as quickly as it came, leaving behind the knowledge of the spell, woven into his very being. Sure enough, as the pain subsided, casting Frostbite felt as natural as drawing breath. Michael opened his eyes, surveying the chaos unfolding around…
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Grief and rage twisted Rowena's face as she launched herself at Michael. "I wish you were dead!" she shrieked, her voice shredded by pain. Michael didn't flinch. With a sigh, he raised a hand, a fine mist of knockout potion erupting from his palm towards her. It caught Rowena mid-lunge, her eyes rolling back as she went limp. Catching her before she hit the ground, Michael scooped her up. His voice was a low murmur. "I'm sorry, Rowena," he said, though she was already unconscious. "For everything."…
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As Michael sat atop the fallen dragon, catching his breath, a series of system notifications chimed in his head: Michael's exhaustion was momentarily forgotten as he processed these rewards. But before he could fully appreciate them, another notification appeared: A mix of excitement and concern washed over Michael. The rewards were substantial, and the promise of a new spell and cultivation level was enticing. However, the thought of the system going offline for four days during…
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1338 First Ancient Dragon Slain As Michael plunged his sword deeper into Malevolous's heart, a torrent of thick, crimson blood erupted from the wound. The liquid was so dark it almost appeared black, gushing forth with tremendous force. "Holy shit!" Michael gasped as the blood splashed across his face, nearly drowning him in its volume. The colossal heart, still beating despite the grievous injury, pumped out gallons of blood with each labored contraction. Michael found himself struggling to…
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1337 The Doombringer's Destruction Michael surged forward, his Lightning Dash propelling him towards Malevolous in a blur of motion. Black lightning crackled in his wake, scorching the already devastated landscape. As he closed in on the dragon, Michael swung the Doombringer in a wide arc. The hammer connected with Malevolous's scales with a resounding crack, frost energy exploding outward from the point of impact. Ice crystals formed instantly, creeping along the dragon's hide. "How's that for…
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The dragon's roar of pain and fury shook the very foundations of the pocket dimension. The snow-covered ground cracked and fissured, the tremors rippling outward from Malevolous's massive form. Michael, hovering above, activated his X-ray vision just in time to see something extraordinary. Invisible waves of sound pulsed from the dragon's wounded eyes, bouncing off objects and Michael himself. "Clever bastard," Michael muttered, realizing the dragon's strategy. Despite losing his sight, Malevolous…
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The sky erupted in a blinding flash as the meteors made contact with Malevolous. The impact was deafening, a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the pocket dimension. "Fuck!" Malevolous bellowed, his voice drowned out by the cacophony of destruction. Michael released his grip at the last possible second, propelling himself away with a burst of dark energy. He hovered in the air, watching the spectacle unfold below. The dragon's massive form plummeted, a blur of scales and fire.…
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Malevolous, despite his massive size, moved with shocking speed and agility. He darted through the air, his massive form twisting and turning with a grace that defied logic. "Well, I'll be damned," Michael muttered, genuinely impressed. "For a big guy, you sure can move." Michael unleashed a barrage of dark lightning bolts, aiming for the dragon's eyes. But Malevolous weaved through the air, dodging each bolt with precision. The dragon's serpentine neck twisted, allowing him to evade attacks that…
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