John Jones
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"Huuu...." Cecile let out a breath before puckering up a smile. She crossed her arms despite the enemies were a few meters away. "I-Incredible..." "Empress Cecile... she lived up to her name. She is still untouchable as ever." The experts had stopped fighting as the condition of winning was naught. The man that they thought they could capture alive seemed increasingly impossible now. Even the pair from heaven themselves, he challenged. Now with the empress by his side, there was no telling how far he…
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The four of them faceoffs as suddenly the battle had shifted. The cultivator experts that were hunting the bounty immediately gulped. They didn't notice how Lyon got past them without any hint of him making a move. (He... if he wanted to, he could kill us all. With that speed, my head would be off my neck before I even know it! Who really is he?!) thought one expert as his eyes refused to make a blink. (There are over a thousand of us! That's over two thousand pairs of eyes! But no one sensed him…
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However, even with Jin and Garuda entering the battle, the quantity of the cultivators that Treas hired proved to be too much. They could only handle five to six maximum each. The disparity was laughable but the loud blows from Noark and his opponent still rummaged the sky. The reverberating boom was everywhere but Lyon was unfazed by the development that cornered him. Hundreds of experts were coming his way despite Empress Cecile being by his side. Unfazed by the development he stood his ground with a…
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His sudden appearance caught the expert cultivators off guard. The thousand of them were menacing enough being alone let alone over a thousand of them. However, no matter how thick their presence was, it was nothing against his single smirk. The wind blew and fluttered his dark hair. His deadly charismatic face was on display but unbeknownst to him, his name had already turned famous from the work of someone else. The young man didn't share a shed of faze as he looked down before clicking his tongue. "I…
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The pot-bellied manager was looking at the face the woman made. She opened the poster up before her lips curved upward with her eyes dilating. The ominous feeling that crept up inside him immediately swelled. Death and he were even closer than the top of his eyelids against the bottom of his eyelids. "It's really him... no doubt about it... only he will pull something like this... haha HAHAHA!" she laughed with tears breaking out of her eyes. She faced the sky with her teeth barring, "Trembling... aren't…
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The appearance of the three was seamless and untraceable. The experts amongst the onlookers immediately felt immense underwhelmed by their presence. Came without a change of wind and arrived with a heavy aura that shifted at will. With this one single move, they silently admitted defeat. "Three! It's all of them!" "Damn! They didn't hold back for the final one!" "Don't you think *gulp, that is dangerous here? One of them could easily destroy the land with a wave of their hand. If the three of them…
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The pot-bellied manager sat on his chair with no one in front of him. He wished not to be disturbed. He let out a long heavy snort as he averted his eyes from his fidgeting hands toward the black stones on the etched shelf on the wall. Every dark hue gave an ominous feeling like the black mist slowly permeating out of those rocks. It was the mana of the bearer returning to nature and it also meant death. "This is ridiculous, not even three hours had gone by and they are already dead?" muttered the…
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"How many of them left!" asked the Treas lord. His shout reverberated the entire room and sent the soldier to a slight jolt. The latter was palpitating. The angered old man in front of him could wipe out his family in a few words. He truly didn't want to offend him in the slightest but there was only so much that he could do. "E-Eight sir!" answered the soldier. His stutter was understandable though it was unacceptable to show it to a person of such high status. The Treas lord started to rub his finger…
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The looming shadows soon crept up and swallowed the unsuspecting cultivators below. They all turned their heads up before their eyes opened side. Flying with enough altitude, one could see the fluttering of the feathers with a squint of the eye. There was not enough amazement already until they saw the young man that stood above the huge bird's head. "Look up there! It's him!" "No doubt about it, it's the young man!" "Lyon Torga!" The name had now brought fear and amazement hand in hand. Spread from…
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Sitting on the glamorous throne of them all, adorned with the finest metal to cover his body. The old man's eyes were glaring despite all the paperwork had been settled. The servants were ready at the back and call of his bidding but he could hear rushing footsteps going to the throne room. Slamming the door open, it was a woman who heaved up and down. "Hmm, I thought that brat has been captured, it's only you, Titania." Titania, the mother of Russel, the third and youngest child of Noark, was in a rage…
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