Jennifer Moore
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The thunder gryphon spread its massive wings, forcefully pushing off the ground, and soared into the air. Erin, lying by the window, watched this spectacle in amazement. As the thunder gryphon ascended, the surrounding environment underwent a dramatic transformation. The once calm landscape gradually blurred, shrouded in a dense fog. The mist, spreading through the air, rendered the view hazy and indistinct. Trees and buildings in the distance slowly vanished into the thick white fog, as if…
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Owen examined his body, checking his status panel. (Subsequent skill columns will display only key skills.) The gains from this battle were substantial. Unwittingly, Owen had broken through to the diamond-tier, experiencing a phenomenal surge in strength. Most crucially, his fate points had exceeded 1000, allowing him to further upgrade . "Upgrade ," Owen silently commanded. Owen opened the interface: "Still no reduction in cooldown time?"…
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Berkeley's fingers danced with incredible speed, arranging runes in a specific pattern across the void. Each rune emitted a dazzling light, twinkling like stars in the night sky. Gradually, the entire magic array took shape, exuding an aura of solemnity and sanctity. With the completion of the magic array, Berkeley took a deep breath, gathering all his strength. He brought his hands together, murmuring under his breath as he began to chant the spell. The sound of his incantation thundered…
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Berkeley, with inexplicable strength, managed to push Owen, a gold-tier almost equivalent to a diamond-tier warrior, causing him and Erin to fly backward. A loud voice echoed through the air, "Thinking of escaping? Too late!" Owen and Erin, propelled by the push, should have flown straight out of the door. But at the threshold, an invisible barrier rebounded them back into the shop. Owen steadied himself and probed the doorway, but it was as if an unseen glass wall blocked their path.…
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Owen watched Berkeley almost cry, feeling a twitch in his heart. A middle-aged man, yet so emotionally fragile. Erin tugged at Owen's hand, whispering, "Master, let's go. It's better to have less contact with such scoundrels. It taints our souls." Berkeley looked at Erin, his mouth twitching, but ultimately he refrained from cursing. Owen shook his head slightly and took the initiative to ask, "Enough with the act. Tell me about arcanergy fluid." Berkeley's tearful expression vanished in an…
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Berkeley, with a beaming smile, looked toward the statue in the center of the square: "General Andrew is a legend in our Laine Kingdom." "His life can be described as rich and eventful." Owen, playing along, hummed inquisitively, "How so?" "General Andrew slew a fire bear at the age of three." "He started learning martial arts at six, became famous at twelve, and was admitted to Laine Kingdom's strongest martial arts academy, Pralo Academy." "At thirty, he became renowned for defending Toka…
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Aka was the first to kneel before Owen, followed by other villagers, all kneeling down. Their faces were filled with pleading and awe. Tears glistened in their eyes, their bodies trembling slightly, as if conveying to Owen the hardships they had endured. Owen, looking at these villagers, felt a wave of sorrow in his heart. He saw the scars on their bodies, heard the cries in their hearts. He knew they needed his help, his protection. Owen did not ask them to stand up, knowing that if he…
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Three days passed quickly, and the atmosphere in the Darkveil village grew increasingly somber. The surrounding environment became more desolate and silent, as if awaiting the arrival of death itself. The trees withered, their branches sparse and leaves scarce. When the wind blew, the rustling leaves sounded mournfully desolate. The sky was overcast and gloomy, devoid of any trace of sunlight. The whole world seemed shrouded in darkness, as if the light would never return. A thick air of…
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Aka sat on an old wooden chair, his body so frail it seemed a gust of wind could knock him over. His skin clung tightly to his bones, revealing how his once-strong frame had withered to an extreme. His sunken eyes were filled with endless sorrow and pain. Owen found himself at a loss for words. "I..." Erin, standing beside him, was visibly moved, her eyes welling up with tears. She thought of Windshadow Forest, overrun by trolls due to the decline of the green dragons. Though her…
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Owen journeyed along the winding mountain paths, immersed in the enchanting natural scenery. Sunlight filtered through dense foliage, casting mottled shadows on the ground, creating a picturesque tapestry of colors. In the valleys along the way, wildflowers bloomed in vibrant hues, emitting a captivating fragrance. Bees busily flitted among the blossoms, gathering sweet nectar, while butterflies danced gracefully, adding a romantic touch to the valley. Distant mountains rose and fell in…
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