Christopher Martin
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Priam summoned his mist. He had decided to kill the Revenants and intended to do it right. That is, without triggering an alarm in the first few seconds. The alarm would be sounded eventually, but it should be as late as possible. Theoretically, Priam felt ready to trigger the alarm and slaughter any Revenants who crossed his path. But in practice, he had no intention of wasting time. If the underground passages were immense, it would take a long time to find the Treasure Room. Worse, Anatole might take…
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Maya's eyes widened as she read the System's notification. Stunned by the news, she reacted a fraction of a second too late and Kenzo's saber stopped just a millimeter short of her eye. The warrior hadn't held back, Maya had simply prepared the ground. Multiple threads, all thinner than a hair, were blocking the saber blade. These wires were stretched across the duel zone, and Maya's opponent spent his time getting tangled up in them. In the private training room, the two adversaries looked at each other…
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Priam looked down at his prisoner for a second. He couldn't speak because of his missing jaw. Sphinx sensed his annoyance. " "Who do you work for?" she asked in an adorable voice as she continued to inspect the weapons on the table. The man looked up at her, surprise evident on his face. After a few seconds, he finally answered. "For the Alliance." " The brute spat on the floor. "I don't give a shit about that guy. I'm working for the future leader of the Alliance, E..." "I'll stop you right there,"…
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Immediately after Albin's message, Priam received a notification. Updated quest: First Quest: Soon to be reunited? You have discovered the origin of the Revenants. Participation: 100%. Two possible choices: 1) Reveal this information to humanity. Reward: Title 2) Keep this information to yourself. Reward: Title Exceptional participation. Reward: Reward chosen. First Quest: Soon to be reunited? Eliminate as many Revenants as possible. Next reward: Depending on your…
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The craftsman's words stopped Priam in his tracks. Priam became serious again. He was ready to make peace with the Revenants if they could resurrect certain members of his family. Perhaps he'd even shake Claire's hand. Shake her hand very hard. Soon, all the implications of the news became clear. Priam massaged his temples as he insulted them. Resurrecting humans wasn't impossible - he was living proof of that - but it couldn't be easy. However, whether this was true or false was of no consequence.…
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Four kilometers from the portal, standing on a rooftop, Mercury put away his spyglass. Priam had left the Dome. Mercury hoped the Baron would put a spoke in Anatole's wheel. According to his sources, the Cult of the Revenants was prepared for Priam's arrival, but were they really ready? Trained by the Colosseum Supervisor and accompanied by the Lord of the Dome, the Baron was no simple man. "I don't think anyone was ready for you Priam..." he said. The merchant turned and stared at his guest.…
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When the bubble had closed over him again, Priam had concentrated. All his strength, emotions, and will had been condensed and refined into a blade of will. Unfortunately, a minute later, his thoughts were wandering again. As is often the case, a man's will was weak in the face of his nature. Priam had very much hoped to receive a letter from Hogwarts when he entered the However, Priam then mentally brushed the idea aside. He was in this bubble to concentrate on his sensations and find a way to reach…
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Sphinx had not used her skill and Priam could concentrate on the riddle without risking his life. The answer was breathing. In the first few seconds, Priam realized that the bubble let in light but not air. The gas inside had been replaced, preventing Priam from taking another breath. He would have to make do with the oxygen already in his system. The average human takes twelve breaths a minute. Apnea means cutting off the oxygen supply and gradually building up carbon dioxide in the body. Its…
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"Evolution, then. I assume it's the move to Tier 1?" "That's right. This is one of the few times the System isn't holding your hand - this choice is crucial. In advanced civilizations, some masters can look at your path and advise you. There are many possibilities, as each individual is unique. Fusion with cores, resources or monsters, cultivation methods, change of species or race, symbiosis, etc. You'll have to find your own way," Mercury replied with a shrug. The two men strolled through a…
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Although not grandiose, the building architect had great taste. It looked like it had been carved from a giant block of pink salt, and a few golden scriptures adorned the façade. Concepts hadn't built the building - it wasn't perfect enough. It was, however, too perfect to have been created by mankind. So, even before entering, the visitor knew he wasn't dealing with just any merchant. Priam had no idea how Mercury had been able to transport the edifice, but it seemed that the merchant's supporters in…
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