John Jones
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The short introductory from his wife brought immense pressure toward the onlookers. Were it from someone else, they might have believed only a shred of it, but the one introducing them was Cecile, the cold empress herself. "We are here," said Cecile. Garuda could recognize his own hometown from miles away. Especially with his statue erecting in the center of the city. Their cheers immediately followed even before the shadow of the huge bird swallowed their euphoric faces. The scent of victory soon…
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"Well, I have no idea how to act in this situation since... I don't remember any of you yet," said Lyon blatantly. He knew that it may have hurt their feelings but the truth is the truth. There was still a lot that he didn't understand. A part of the memories of his past life sometimes came back without a warning and he had no control over it. The key was inside the wedding ring that he received from Cecile. Now that he had thought about it, the scene was pretty wild. He was proposed instead of proposing.…
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A day had gone by since that grueling incident. The destruction of Treas was inevitable. There was nothing that they could do to stop the powerful trio. They had brought the wrath of someone they should never offend. The bounty didn't last even a week before the destruction occur. "I still can't believe that we live!" "Not a single slit eh," said one of his friends with a cheeky laugh. "Shut up man, you're not there. I saw it with my very eyes! A True God died in one of the most dishonorable…
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"Hm?" despite the fast-drying tears on his cheeks and the powerful figures kneeling and bowing toward him, he managed to take a look at a bare woman below. Her robes were shredded and drenched as her body was. She was laying on top of a pool of blood. Her skin was pale and she had stopped breathing. Her life force was fleeting away and trying to be at peace against her cruel fate. He descended down. The three of them raised their eyebrows in unison before looking at their leader crossing his arms. The…
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The three powerful figures didn't lift up their head even in the slightest. One of them could easily wipe out the map if they willed it to, but those powers lied under the command of one being. The young man no longer crossed his hands. The mighty smirk that he usually showed was no longer present. His sarong fluttered against the whispers of the clear loud sky. The white clouds stuttered away and edged themselves on the horizon. The experts had seen the destruction of Treas and even those in heaven…
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The captain's head exploded like a watermelon to their gawked face. The absolute dominance over his enemy was overwhelming. This was the guy that threatened to kill the onlookers just a moment ago and he pretty much had the arsenal to do so. However, he met an abrupt end. They were wondering what the captain's last train of thought was. Clearly that he didn't come here preparing to die, especially not in the mortal world. They knew the saying of hidden dragon crouching tiger before but this was too…
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The world was standing at a halt. Beasts died, trees fallen, and buildings crumbled. The clouds of dust were piling up to the sky. The sea felt the shock as huge waves started to spread from the center of the impact. The huge bird was thrown away by the blow as its huge shadow no longer covered the island and the thousand experts. The strong gale brought even the mightiest of them away. "Pah!" A head came out to the surface from the sea. It was Noark. His eyes immediately dilated as he couldn't believe…
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Lord Treas brought his attention in one single shout. It was clear as day that the man hovering above was some sort of captain of the guards where the siblings came from and the ten other people alongside him were of course under his command. "And who are you?" asked the captain. "I'm Lor... I'm Vargas of Treas," said the Lord of Treas as he bent one of his knees easily. The thick armor made a loud clank against the floor he was standing on as the haughty Treas suddenly forgot about his enmity against…
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Altre looked at Lyon, "Where is your weapon?" "Look here," said Lyon as he opened his right hand, "Are you sure you're ready for this?" Altre gripped his weapon more tightly as his eyes focused on his right palm. The latter's finger slightly bent as if he was gripping air. * Lyon casually slapped his face with his left hand instead. The unimaginable force from that casual motion actually sent him away. Time froze as the onlookers couldn't blink their eyes. They refused to process what just happened…
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Standing and hovering above the two siblings he didn't exude a gallantly might like Garudabut instead a mockery as he looked down and frowned upon what most people adore heaven. The display of prowess was enough to make him had the right to do so. He could probably shred the heavenly land themselves. "What monster...." "Are you sure he is from our humble Mortal world? Because surely he didn't come from heaven!" The experts gulped their saliva at long last. They couldn't comprehend the mastery of mana…
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