John Jones
Stories
6
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1.6 M
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1123 Enigma Falls "What makes you think that you're worthy to face me?" Lyon revealed a playful smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement. Grond's lips twitched, and he grudgingly said, "That's what I like to hear." With a swift motion, he raised his massive axe before swinging it downward. The incredible momentum of the swing caught everyone by surprise. Grond's attack launched a shockwave that repelled the light rain, creating a temporary barrier against the droplets. The forceful motion and the…
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1122 Grond Ironhelm of Giant Race The ancient tree, still trembling from its recent ordeal, gathered enough courage to pose a question to Lyon. "Mighty Emperor, if I may ask, what is the connection between you and the mischievous ghost, Minx? It appears that you share a profound history." Lyon, leaning against the rejuvenated tree, glanced at the ancient being with a thoughtful expression. "Minx is a complicated figure. He was my mentor, a master of various arts, but his methods were…
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1121 Clues? "Your wife?" the ancient tree spoke with a hint of disbelief. Its voice, deep and reverberating, held a tone of skepticism that resonated through the forest. "Heh, hahaha, don't be ridiculous. Such audacious claims are often used to deceive." Thaedan, moved by the gravity of the situation and aware of Lyon's immense power, spoke with a tone of earnest supplication. "Mighty Ancient Tree, I implore you to heed our pleas. The matter we seek your guidance on holds profound significance, and…
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1120 Enter The Forest Thaedan leaned in, his voice laced with determination. "Have you ever tried to speak to the ancient forest, or specifically, the ancient tree? Being a druid, you possess the unique ability to communicate with nature. Perhaps, we can reach an understanding." Lorian, with a regretful sigh, slowly shook his head. "I have, Thaedan. I've tried to reach out to the ancient tree, to establish some form of connection. But the forest remains silent, as if it has no intentions of…
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1119 Druid Lorian The bartender, caught off guard by the request for Monkey King's wine, was taken aback for a moment. He quickly regained his composure and offered a wry smile. "I'm sorry," he began, "but we can't provide Monkey King's wine here. It's not only rare, but any imitation of it has never succeeded without serious consequences, often proving fatal to the drinker." He hoped this explanation would suffice, as he couldn't afford to put his customers at risk. The tavern had its fair share…
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1118 One Monkey King's Wine, Please... Amid the ancient and towering trees of the Third Hell realm, a male dark elf raced desperately through the labyrinthine woods. His rapid breaths formed faint, frosty clouds in the chilled air, a testament to his growing unease. The dense forest closed in around him, its twisted branches and thick undergrowth conspiring to make each step a struggle. His wide, panicked eyes darted from shadow to shadow, searching for any sign of salvation. The forest seemed to…
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1117 Departure to Third Hell In the room filled with anticipation, Seraphina was the first to voice the collective sentiment. She inquired, "Patriarch Thaedan, are you certain of this lead?" She knew the importance of the matter at hand, and her eyes were filled with hope and urgency. Oren, too, shared her sentiment, his gaze fixed on Thaedan. Thaedan nodded with unwavering determination, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. His confident response was met with the emperor's gaze, which held…
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Lyon slowly opened his eyes, his vision adjusting to the light filtering into the room. He expected to find Selena by his side, but instead, he saw Cecile standing by the window, her usual spot for reflection. The room was quiet, and the absence of Selena's presence immediately caught his attention. Turning his gaze towards Cecile, Lyon inquired, "Cecile, where's Selena?" Cecile nodded towards the window, and Lyon followed her gesture. There, on a training ground just outside, Selena was engaged in…
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Seraphina's graceful figure cut an imposing silhouette against the backdrop of the Moonshadow Clan's surroundings. The balcony she stood upon provided her with a commanding view of the entire clan, its dwellings, and the lush, moonlit landscape beyond. As the matriarch, she exuded an air of authority and a sense of responsibility that naturally drew the attention of her people. Her people, ever loyal, sensed that something important was about to be addressed. In this moment, the silvery moonlight…
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Seraphina led the way to a spacious room with large windows that offered a breathtaking view of the surrounding landscape. As they entered, all the elders bowed in respect to the matriarch. Seraphina, however, held her head high and made a commanding announcement. "Leave us," she said firmly, "an important guest will be using this room." The elders didn't hesitate to obey, their reverence for her authority clear in their actions. Upon seeing Lyon and the group, their sense of reverence only deepened.…
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