John Jones
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A starking dark skin of the abyss was present. Four thin legs with cloven hoofs. Seven magnificent silver horns were presenting the seven points of a star. His eyes were gray and he was heaving up and down. Though his aura was currently lacking compared to True Dragon and Devil Ape due to his concerning corporeal condition, the weak smile he gave against Lyon was as bright as ever. “It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m glad that you look brimming with life. Grandpa just needs to rest for a while… let me…
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Yunesia furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the young man who stood against Eternal Golem. If there was one thing that she knew about Lyon, it would be that he wouldn’t accept his women being bullied no matter how strong his opponent was. (He won’t show mercy, just like at the time in the banquet!) thought Yunesia as her heart fluttered in excitement. “Eternal Golem, you fought him before and lost,” said Graham with pity in his gaze. “You should know better.” “What..?” muttered the…
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Graham stood right in front of Eternal Golem before crossing his arms. Though he was definitely got the Golem’s Petrification on his legs, he had no fear in his eyes and the fuming rage behind his glare was adamant. “Who are you?” asked the Eternal Golem. Though it was only a Specter it didn’t accept the rude calling of someone as small as Graham. Graham raised his right hand as a response. “Heh, what are you gonna do? Slap me with that little hand? I may be just a Specter with one-fourth of a…
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“W-What?! What was that?” said one of the people on the isolated island. “That was a nasty cry!” said one of the experts. “It’s coming from the vortex!” said one of the cultivators They all gulped their saliva as they looked over to that spiraling vortex of the void. What kind of devastating scream could penetrate even the space between two different realms. — * “W-What was that?! Young master, are you alright?” asked Elder Gunther. His eyebrows later furrowed as the rattling…
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They were certainly outnumbered Lyon's group and their yellow eyes glared as if they wanted to make mince out of them. However, their attention was particularly landed on the hundred clones that Lyon made with Sun's power. Lyon stood unfazed despite the ridiculous power of the Remnants in front of him. He felt a hint of a connection between them but he certainly knew it was not that of camaraderie. "I don't know why but it seems like they are really eager to kill me in particular," muttered Lyon as the…
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A resounding growl was heard before it turned into a wail of dissipating cry. The Remnant stood no chance with Graham covering their advances. It was nothing more than stomping a few ants for him. "How many times does that make?" asked Lyon. "Seven? Eight?" "Eight," nodded Kesya. Lyon raised his eyebrows looking at her. He never thought that she would be the one counting the numbers.. "Are we not there yet?" asked Lyon toward the beauty in front of him. "Not yet, but we are close," said…
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The group went on without care as Cecile acted as the leading woman. There were no buildings as far as the eye could see. There was not a single bird nor a single cricket heard. It's hard to believe that a fortuitous encounter would occur in this place. "What is it that attacked you Garuda?" asked Jin he turn a glance while walking. "Older brother," Garuda let out a sigh. "It's a Yunesia in particular was piqued by the word. She had read many books, many adventurous journals, and history about…
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The young man was crouching down on four legs. His palms were feeling the pricking of the unusual grass that he had landed on. (Black?) thought Lyon with slightly raised eyebrows. He had never seen the black grasses in his entire journey so far but the moment he decided to stand up, his eyes opened wide. "What the..." muttered the young man as he walked forward astonished by the landscape in his view. The sky was ominously full with thunderous merlot red clouds. No illuminating mother of the sky was…
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The horses neighed as they galloped. The beautiful white snow carriage had arrived at the island before the adjacent carriages arrived as well. Elder Crystal stepped down from her seat before reaching out toward the door. Opening it with a slight bow, the onlookers were choked to see the beauty that came out of it. Her complexion was succulently white as snow and the chilling aura around her bellied the tenderness of the garment that she wore. She stood with a bearing of domination and chilling glare…
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At an isolated island where no trees were in sight, where no animals were roaming, stood a giant door at the center. The door was made out of worn woods. It had aged with time and grown weary. Nobody knew the origin of the door and the knowledge regarding the place was lost. This had sparked the Mortal World's curiosity. Many cultivators believed that beyond the door was a place full of treasures. Priceless and unreachable. For the past uncountable years, only a few cultivators had come out from the…
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