John Jones
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The first thing Lyon saw the moment he entered the palace was the well-maintained beds of flowers. True to the name of their kingdoms, they were all roses with varieties. Lyon smirked. "Shocking." "Well this kingdom is called Broken Rose, so..." Noah shrugged. The king paused before turning around, realizing the group didn't follow him further. He saw the couple and the other three were mesmerizing the flower beds. He smiled and approached them by the side with hands behind his back. "Beautiful…
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The sky was blue and swallows fly by. The sea was waving as the sun stayed at noon. Below was a port filled with boutique shops, some just docked whilst others prepared to depart. The cultivators living in this place were nothing sort of weak, however, they all lived their daily lives as if no danger could harm them. The market was bustling with their economy rising steadily albeit slowly. By the port was a kingdom, a kingdom with a broken rose as their insignia. The place was filled with the usual…
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Lyon and the group resumed their journey walking on a primary path toward the next city. "That's what I said, but... where are we going?!" asked Lyon. "Eh? I thought you know where we're supposed to go next?" asked Noah. Lyon hunched his back before sighing. His eyes seemed bleak as he started dragging his legs. "Explain to me, why are we using our two feet?" "To walk?" answered Reinhard. Lyon sighed as he didn't have the energy to respond to his student's foolish answer. He leered at Rayus…
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Lyon was sitting on a couch with his legs spread and his arms crossed. His brows were flat as his eyes turned weary with the reflection of his three students. His lower jaw expanded before his eyes teared up. After parting his lips a few times he said, "So..? What you want me to say? That what you did is wrong?" Reinhard, sitting in the middle of the two, had his head hung down. He was supposed to protect Edward from harm. However, when the revolt happened, he accidentally killed a man supposed to be on…
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Under besieged, Niamh found no essence of worthwhile strength to even think about countering. His heart found no pride, his weapon fluttered into nothingness mist. Mortal World, the place he was supposed to have been able to live as a god turned out to be the place where he was beyond humbled. His cultivation level was supposed to have reached a place that those who lived in the Mortal World could only imagine, yet he was treated like a wild animal. His lips uttering words as every tone begged for…
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'Where am I going?' The thought lingered as the strike of jade light zipped the air crossing the continents and the ocean alike, phasing through the gate of the worlds that was heralded mysterious of its origin. Niamh was uneasy as Kyoko's smirk was plastered all over his mind. Her last message was governing his mind so freely and massively. ( Don't tell me! I'm going to Lyon as of right now?! ) his soul shook. The latter had bested three of his powerful fellow bandits within a week, he too would…
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Niamh was hovering confidently above the Nostria Kingdom as he greeted Kyoko and Ryona by the window. Kyoko pushed open the double-sided window before the wind gracefully fluttered her and Ryona's hair. She had her brows furrowed. "What a fascinating creature," muttered Niamh. "May I ask for you to introduce yourself? You are after all... overstepping your authority," said Kyoko as she maintained her calm demeanor. "Such robust woman— despite having tails," muttered Niamh. However, he was…
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Chapter 976: Niamh in Mortal World As Refl shook his head and lamented the fate of his old friend, the latter was not oblivious. He had his brows furrowed all the way inside his room. He looked over and his mind wandered inside his explicit room. “He is at True God, on the horizon toward Origin,” muttered Drogan. “Yet, he could even count those levels way above his.” He looked at his arms and runes started coiling around his forearm. “Is he the same as me?” He quickly shook his head and…
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Chapter 975: Fire and Sun Drogan traveled all the way back into his headquarters where his followers welcomed him with smiles and laughter. Upon landing he nodded at them and accepted their pleasantries before heading toward the meeting room. He sat on the chair at the far end of the table and his brows furrowed. His arms rested and clasped, no longer were the runes in sight. He pondered alone for a while before the door in front of him was opened. Ferece arrived with laughter, “We got ’em…
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Chapter 974: Safest Place The city was still in shock from the aftermath. Drogan appeared and delivered a message that was supposed to be passed around throughout all of the Second Heaven, yet the expected rebuttal came too early. Drogan miscalculated and didn’t expect that they would abstract the entire coliseum for a chance to save Refl from his clutch, at least, that’s what the city had thought. Now wrecked coliseum had settled down a little from the chaotic event. Rayus and the two others were…
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