John Jones
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Seven days had passed in the blink of an eye and the day of departure had arrived. Lyon was leisurely walking in a long hall with his hands behind his head. He was neither looking at the ceilings nor in front. He had closed his eyes with his mouth whistling carefree. "Hm?" Lyon suddenly came to a halt. He opened his eyes before his eyes sneered down and found a woman standing a few steps away from him. She was a woman that had tried to kill Lyon before though indirectly. She knew she stood no chance…
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In a place far away from where Lyon and the others were dwelling and about. A beautiful woman with starting blue ocean eyes and midnight black hair were walking across a hall. She wore a tight stocking up to her thigh and a pair of black boots adorned her footwear. Her eyes were sharp as the blade that was on her waist. She wore a fitted elastic black corset that promote the freedom of her muscles. She wore leather brown gloves and her steps were echoed across the empty hall. At the end of the hall was a…
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"Err..." Lyon realized how odd the words he just said were. He let go of her wrists before scratching his cheek with one of his hands as he make a wry smile. "You know what I mean." She chuckled, "I know I know." She was smiling at him but her thought wandered. (Hell huh? Never thought that I would live a life like this. I know that journeying with him won't be dull but never thought that I would actually need to visit Hell). She couldn't lie that she had worries. The place was famed for the place and…
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The very first morning of dawn. Lyon had sat on the chair with fruitful and enchanting food displayed under his chin. The table was long enough to host tens of people but he was alone. Judging by the culinary of food that was served, it seemed like Assid had taken control of the household of Garuda's huge mansion. His mind was still occupied by the sudden appearance of the imposter from yesterday night. He had kept the garment inside his special stash but the worry in his heart still got the hold of…
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Cecile let out a sigh before she got off the bed. She reached out to a robe that was hanging on the hanger. It covered her beautiful figure nicely but she didn't bother to tie it into a knot. "A twin sister, huh," muttered Cecile as she stared at the dark of the night. ---------------------- "Ah~" Lyon yawned as he arrived at the gate of Garuda City. He really left that guy on the island alone. "I'm so tired all of the sudden," said Lyon as he let out a sigh. He pulled off the thin cloth that…
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The beauty that Cecile was talking to, wore a cloak that covered even the lines of her figure. The complexion on her skin could be seen from the footwear that she put on, which was none. The woman pulled down the hood that covered half of her face. Her black hair immediately flew out free. The shine and the glam were the product of the silkiness of her straight hair. Each strand of her hair didn't crumple one with one another. Her ocean-blue eyes reflected the proud and smiling woman with Auburn…
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Lyon contemplated as he turned around and faced the sea. (Mana originated from Heaven while anti-mana originated from Hell) thought Lyon as he saw the bigger picture. (Is Mortal World just a bridge between the two places? If that is so then what part does the Mortal World play in the big scheme of things?). The questions would only lead to another question and it kept going without any answer. He shook his head, "I guess I will find that answer later. Maybe my old self already knew something about…
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The afternoon had come and the sun was on its way to set. After crossing the gate with no problems, Lyon and the three found themselves in front of a remote village. The place was surrounded by walls of pointy woods that faced upward. There were two sconces erected at the gate. The fire on both was crackling as the charcoal spewed out bits of its light to the air. "Not much of a defense, huh," muttered Kesya. "You can destroy a fortress Kesya, so your words kind of underappreciated here," said…
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The town was bustling with chatters like usual. The market had an uplifting atmosphere and the people there were living their normal lives. Cultivators from various regions started to notice this part of the world not because of Garuda but because of the youth that broke the structure of power. His name was spread from mouths to mouths and his feat left a legacy that could not be compared. A chance of a meeting was like winning a lottery. The man was obviously busy but the cultivators won't be defeated…
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In a room where the Treas family gathers, one woman was sleeping on top of a giant beautiful lotus. Titania, the woman that was on the brink of death suddenly twitched her closed eyes. She heard not the gasps from her surrounding. Her eyes felt heavy like they refused to be open but the woman tried anyway. The first light came to be and her view was blurred. Regaining her focus took sometimes but when she could finally saw it clearly, she realized that it was not her ceiling. Her breathing was heavy…
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