Cristae
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14
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2,598
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4.8 M
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“Uh…!” To be honest, this wasn’t exactly a hard time to endure. Perhaps it was because they both came from the farm, or maybe it was because Bian Xu had infused more of the vine’s sap… The process of feeding wasn’t painful at all, only a faint tingling, so slight that it felt more like an intimate act than being preyed upon. Sharp teeth pierced the soft skin. Si Zhiyan arched his neck upward, his slender throat gripped in Bian Xu’s jaw, trembling ever so slightly. Warm liquid…
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Boom! The entire land of lava erupted in a frenzy. Wu Jing, the blacksmith, flung his tongs to the ground, cursing loudly in excitement. Liang Qingshuang leapt half a meter into the air, elatedly hugging Gao Zhai. Lu Xingde could not restrain his wild instincts, tipping back his head and howling skyward, cries echoing like an ape’s call. Nidhogg was uncharacteristically silent. Arms folded, he hovered at the rear of the gathering, his blazing golden eyes reflecting the miraculous mine and the…
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What followed was… a whirlwind of voracious feasting. “Aaah… it’s so delicious…” The girl cupped her cheeks, her voice floating into the clouds. “This egg tart is just divine… mmm!” Crunch. The egg tart had been freshly baked; the texture was second to none—the skill of the pastry chef beyond reproach. With every crisp, buttery bite, the flaky crust shattered between her lips and teeth, enfolding the steaming custard filling that sent sweetness straight to the core. It was so hot…
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The castle’s enormous front gates cracked open, and a Lolita-clad girl in frilly pink stormed out, slamming the doors behind her with a force that made the ground shake. Bang!! Well… considering the gates were over ten meters tall, such a slam really did make the earth tremble… The girl had a doll-like face, with large and beautiful eyes, and barely topped Bian Xu’s shoulder. She wore an elaborately tiered tea-party Lolita dress, lace and gauze heaped layer on layer, jeweled to the…
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The shards of glass flying through the air seemed to cause time itself to slow to a crawl. A faint shiver ran down the back of Bian Xu’s neck. No matter how hard he tried—no matter how determined he was to act like a normal person—an irreversible transformation had nonetheless left its mark upon him. Si Zhiyan had heard stories of how Bian Xu fought, back in the day. His power was like that of the blazing sun, a great hero from legend: clad in crisp tactical gear, bold and striking, always…
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This was a long, dark-sweet dream. Si Zhiyan drifted muddled in endless void, his thoughts floating aimlessly as countless fractured images flickered dimly before his eyes. In the dream there was a pale laboratory, rain-swept nights… a stream of nameless faces passing by. Si Zhiyan saw the pale-coated women doctors, saw Nidhogg, but the one who appeared most often—again and again—was Bian Xu. Bian Xu in hospital garb, Bian Xu drenched in blood, Bian Xu fighting… What was this? Memories he…
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He could not die. But he had to die. How could such a question exist in this world? Si Zhiyan’s mind throbbed with a dull ache. Think of something! There must be another way, isn’t there?! Boom! The thunder kept crashing down. A bolt struck near them. The black shadow clutching Si Zhiyan reached out, conjured a pitch-black broomstick, and they suddenly lifted into the air, skimming low over the ground. The wind howled. Si Zhiyan was held tightly by the distorted black shadow in its…
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Boom!! The Supreme God answered with thunder. Si Zhiyan’s face was ashen as paper. He lowered his head and coughed twice, his vision already blurring, yet he still managed a laugh: “Pardon me… I forgot, you can’t see anymore.” The Supreme God’s attack was about to begin; even the oppressive atmosphere alone was already inflicting damage on his body. Boom!! A myriad of orbs of light unleashed their lightning upon the earth. The ground shook, the air twisted, bolts of lightning…
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Now, on the farm, the bloody mist of spider lilies had faded away, leaving only a diffuse, lingering haze. The phantom double could barely hold on any longer. Si Zhiyan dispersed it, then walked out of the basement onto the meadow, picking up the tiramisu jar. He looked up. The night sky was clear, the vault overhead boundless, vast and open, cool and refreshing. For seven years, the Eye of the Supreme God had gazed down upon humanity. At last, it had vanished completely. The cold sweat on his…
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Si Zhiyan smiled and nodded. 【Eye】 stared intently at the overlapping figures of Kazuko and Si Zhiyan, letting out a shrill cry, while the air around them trembled once more. She was weeping.She was full of regret, jealousy, on the verge of collapse, yet she would do everything in her power to let her sister live. The deadly blood mist still filled the air, but suddenly, a bloody rain began to fall. A torrential downpour crashed from the sky, each raindrop a dense, razor-sharp needle, carrying…
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This sudden outbreak took everyone completely by surprise. All the players were startled; Gao Zhai, who had just been gazing longingly at the radiant sphere, was caught off guard and cried out in shock. The commotion came to an abrupt halt. Si Zhiyan resembled a spider queen now, weaving threads through a decaying, dense jungle, spinning a web that ensnared all. Every strand fell under the watchful eyes of his own children; each could see a portion, but the entire pattern—only Si Zhiyan…
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【——!】 【Eye】 erupted in a long, shrill scream. Si Zhiyan noticed. He turned his gaze over, an expression full of resentment and hatred, tinged with a hint of despair, fixed intently on Si Zhiyan, unable to look away. Of course. Si Zhiyan took a moment to adjust his collar and smiled. During the battle strategy meeting that day, someone raised a question. “If… if 【Eye】 really lets loose and starts slaughtering ordinary players, wouldn’t we be completely powerless to fight…
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The players surged forward as one. Sha Tong was shouting, though he could barely hear himself; the wind howled past shrouded in mist, heart pounding so hard he felt it would leap from his throat, a metallic taste flooding his mouth. Seven years! He had survived in the Famine game for seven years. Everyone alive by now was steeped in battle. Sha Tong thought he had long grown numb. Yet in this moment, it felt just like the first time he barged into a dungeon—blood rushing, vision surging red,…
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That night never ended; dawn never came. The suffocating mist rose higher and higher, swallowing even the farm beneath its feet. Boom—A familiar thunderous sound echoed. Every time before a world shift, this same phenomenon would occur. Over the years, everyone had grown used to it. Illusion Town sat empty—no soul on the streets. As long as people sheltered within the same building, they'd reappear in the same place after the shift. Hence, just before the world shift, everyone gathered…
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On the first day of the trial run, crowds flocked outside the abyss. Countless players were eager, primed for action. At first sight of the Mage Tower, Gao Zhai’s eyes lit up, and he stopped in his tracks. “Damn, isn’t this ‘A Real Man Descends One Hundred Floors’?” Someone nearby instantly countered, “Nonsense! Ever played ‘100-Floor Mage Tower’ on 4399? Looks like an action game, but it’s actually all about numbers—kept me crunching math as a kid.” “I remember—it’s…
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Sizhiyan stared at that line of text for a very long time. He had a premonition that beneath this so-called “Roots” lay the farm’s deepest secrets, never before revealed. Bian Xu’s situation, the inner workings of the farm—perhaps all of it was tied to this. If he could just touch it, every doubt might be resolved, and he could… draw a little closer to Bian Xu. But… “be prepared”… Was he truly prepared? Sizhiyan let out a long sigh. The answer, clearly, was no. This…
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That night, Kazuko gathered Sizhiyan and Zhong Yanqing, along with many familiar samurai, and together they enjoyed a lively meal of sukiyaki. Things did not go entirely smoothly. Some people were even more silent than the Yamada samurai—no words could persuade them to come; some said they felt unworthy of the favor, others were willing to have the girls of their line meet their end. These people had changed so much that even Kazuko could hardly recognize them. Yet more samurai answered her call,…
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After resting a while and calming her emotions, Kazuko rolled up her sleeves and headed to the farm’s kitchen. The farm had developed to the point of housing more than a dozen restaurants, large and small. The largest, however, remained the lakeside restaurant in the center square of the Dream Town. The lakeside restaurant’s kitchen had been renovated and rebranded as , a massive, modern, integrated kitchen equipped for everything from Chinese and Western cuisine to snacks and desserts, with a…
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Kazuko quivered softly. She thought she would never be able to say it, but the instant that question surfaced in her mind, a flood of things crawled out from the depths of her heart—tugging, clamoring, pressing at her throat, impossible to hold back. Afternoons spent counting ants upon the shrine steps.Fawns bounding through the woodland shadows.An extra helping of sweet fish flakes atop her rice balls. All the carefree days they shared surged forth, one after another. The years when youth knew…
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“Most of the time… they are conscious.” At those words, Nidhogg’s pupils abruptly contracted. He slowly turned, his voice cold as steel as he looked at Zhong Yanqing and spoke: “…Are you sure?” —How long had it been since Tenman Fukuchi was destroyed? Eight hundred years? Nine hundred? Over a thousand? Or even longer? So long that the remnants of the Tenmai spell formations had long since turned to dust, so long that lakes and seas had frozen into glaciers, and the mines…
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