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After the Morning Prayer, The Listener rose from his small stool and walked into the crowd. Leaning against a pillar ahead was The Convert, a beautiful silhouette. As if by agreement, he turned his face, locking eyes with him in a scorching gaze. Each time felt like the first—they would gaze deeply into each other's eyes before tacitly and abruptly looking away. The Listener headed toward the corner where The Thief in black robes was curled up. Nearby, The Swordsman and The Archer were arguing.…- 103.8 K • Completed
- "And Samuel told all the words of the Lord unto the people that asked of him a king. And he said, This will be the manner of the king that shall reign over you: He will take your sons, and appoint them for himself, for his chariots, and to be his horsemen; and some shall run before his chariots.…" The Listener sat on a small stool. As soon as the prayer he had heard dozens, if not hundreds, of times ended, he immediately stood up and walked into the crowd. Ahead, beneath a pillar, stood The Convert,…
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- Throat discomfort. The sensation of having his throat slit by an iron plate was too real. Even after forty-eight hours, The Listener still found himself instinctively clutching his neck, forced to relive the dull pain simulated by the system. This awful feeling didn't fade even after Morning Prayer ended. He stood up from the small stool and walked into the crowd. The Penitent was talking to The Flagellant and The Ascetic, while The Mute held a large basin, preparing to distribute bread. Not far…
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- The Listener walked along the dark and rugged corridor. The air was damp and cold, the rough hemp robe itching against his skin. At the fourth narrow fork in the path, he turned right. He had "died" again. Though it was just a game, the sensation of death was real—the suffocation before dying, the fleeting relief as his pupils dilated, and the boundless darkness that swallowed him in the end. He had experienced it all countless times, each as vivid as the last. After hearing The Penitent's secret,…
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- Along the dark and rugged corridor, he walked forward. The black stone walls were slick with dampness, covered in a thin layer of frost. Patches of dark green moss grew between the cracks, glistening under the faint firelight from the lamp troughs, dripping tiny beads of dew. From every wall, from every crack in the stone, came the undulating sound of hymns and the continuous Mass: He that is wounded in the stones, or hath his privy member cut off, shall not enter into the congregation of the…
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- The dark clouds never disperse. Along the dark and rugged corridor, he walked forward. The black stone walls were slick with dampness, covered in a thin layer of frost. Patches of dark green moss grew between the cracks, glistening under the faint firelight from the lamp troughs, dripping tiny beads of dew. From every wall, from every crack in the stone, came the undulating sound of hymns and the continuous Mass: He that is wounded in the stones, or hath his privy member cut off, shall not enter into…
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Ding Pei'an was thrown into a mass of ivy, and the surrounding ivies instantly detected his scent, rushing forward like snakes upon prey, attacking fiercely as if eager to embed their roots into his body. A ring of light burst out from his body, resisting the ivies' invasion. Ning Yuanyuan glanced at Yin Liuming, and finally, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes. She took two steps closer, without blaming Yin Liuming; instead, she reminded him, "In the Nightmare Game, players are generally…- 110.1 K • Ongoing
Chapter 35: The Awl Within the Sack The fall of the Da Yuan Dao sect leader hit like a thunderclap across Penglai, shaking everyone to their core. For days, the streets of Penglai were strung with lanterns and banners, pavilions burst with celebratory flags, and underground broadsheets swarmed the alleys like locusts, all lavishly praising the hero who had brought down the sect’s leader. Public opinion surged in a frenzy. The reports claimed that this great hero had once been the head of the…- 450.2 K • Completed
Meng Chuan hadn’t expected such a big reaction. He froze for a second, then blinked and said, “I just saw there was a bump on your neck—it looks a lot like the one on mine.” Wen Zhongyi stood up with the milk in hand, glaring at him with a cold expression that looked like he wanted to tear Meng Chuan apart. Lately, due to the lack of alpha pheromone comfort, his gland had already been hypersensitive. Meng Chuan’s touch triggered an uncontrollable surge of pheromones, and an odd, subtle heat…- 144.9 K • Completed
Bian Yiqiu hung up the phone and turned to He Xu, who was sitting across from him. “Are you saying that Qian Ying might soon surpass his father and start doing arms deals with foreign weapon merchants?” He Xu nodded, pulling out a few photos from his file. Though the clarity wasn’t great due to the angle from which they were taken, it was still clear that the man in the photo had a rugged look, different from that of a typical Eastern man. “Do you recognize this man?” Bian Yiqiu picked…- 208.3 K • Completed
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