Mary Jones
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Neave stood at the center of the dome, admiring it. It hadn’t been a simple undertaking, yet it had gone by much faster than any of them had expected. Gabrias effectively scrapped the original plan and redesigned it from the ground up, replacing the obsidian tiles with a solid metal dome. It was rather simple, but after all the details were solidified, it made perfect sense why they should do it like this. The critical issue with the obsidian was that it was brittle and fragile. By nature, it cracked…-
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While Harel, Hunter, and Gabrias cultivated, the others weren’t slacking off either. Dukean and Marven were busy primarily eating and training themselves physically. They wanted to practice with their weapons, but Neave advised them against it for now. The cultivating three had all been encased inside a spirit dome of their own, so they had the perfect environment to grow. Even with the highly optimal environment and the high potential they had realized in the spirit realm, achieving the task handed…
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Hunter received a nasty punch to his hip, yet he fully recovered and stood his ground. Three strikes were blocked with the sword, and a kick was rebutted with the shield. Neave teleported behind him, yet, found his venues of attack surprisingly limited. By the time he was over the shock of Hunter’s achievement, his opponent had already recovered and raised his defense. Grinning ear to ear, he struck Hunter’s shield full force, cracking his arm and kicking him in the side of his head, smashing his…
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Again and again, Neave brought his foot down on a demon’s head. "Shit! Fuck!" It was necessary to maintain total composure in front of the others. He had even told them that this was a ‘good thing’ and that whatever came out of it would only be a positive, a challenge they could use to better themselves. As if things were that simple. He had spent likely hours chasing after the demons, trying to find the one that had taken the abominid, but to no avail. They were far too scattered, and the…
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Neave ran, gripping the massive sledgehammer as he jumped high to get a better perspective. From a specific direction, he could see a horde of wiggling black shapes shifting in the darkness. According to what Shrubby conveyed to Gabrias, there were over twenty thousand, and Neave, with his incredible perception, judged that estimate to be accurate. In a shimmering display of defiance, shattered shards of glass lifted and aimed to fight the invasion back. But something was wrong. Neave had seen the glass…
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A block of shattered obsidian lay scattered around the room as the intruder failed to get up. Marven panicked. "That won’t be enough, Neave!" Before the old cultivator could say anything else, Neave had already teleported on top of the enemy and wrapped his snaky limbs around the intruder. The assassin groaned as his arms and legs tightened with extreme force, and now he found himself restrained and incapable of doing virtually anything. As a diamond-path cultivator, he was superior in strength, but…
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Sateron took a deep breath and released it. A fine white mist surrounded his body, seeping into his pores and building his corpus to something more than its meager self. Finally, he was worth at least something. For he had reached the subdivinity stage. Or rather, as lower realm cultivators called it… The first step of the diamond path. Astrador nodded in what could barely pass as satisfaction. "I believe that will be enough." He handed Sateron a pearly, slightly transparent white saber, and…
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The cultivators stared at Neave with bated breath. What was the next step going to be? "Dodge part two!" A perfectly synchronized groan escaped their lips. "But!" Neave gestured with his finger. "There are two things you must do first!" They perked up, anxiously anticipating anything besides continuing the eternal beatdown. “First, I will need you to leave the spirit realm with me and confirm the weapons I’ve brought! And second, you will all cultivate as much as you can. Except for Marven, of…
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Things weren’t different this time at all. Well, it depended on how one defined ‘different.‘ They were much tougher this time, and with their crazy regeneration boost, even Neave had to hit hard to finish them off. However, that was about it. No further effort was required on his part. Hunter bent his body back, trying to avoid a kick to his face. However, Neave’s foot instantly shot down and smashed into his chest, smacking him against the ground. On his bounce back up, he received yet…
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The lava bubbled and sizzled. Lava slimes morphed and shifted within the gooey pool of molten stone, absorbing the energy and growing by the second. Neave observed this and felt a strange sense of panic. As far as he had read once, the cores of planets had magma all the way to the planet's center. In his world, the magma started significantly deeper than in this world, as the underground was countless times more expansive. There was something that made Neave wonder. If lava slimes had made their way…
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