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    • by Cristae The rebel army caught the Commander's Guard completely off-guard. The dying shout of a guard became the opening signal for battle; in an instant, a chaos of screams, shouts, calls for companions, urgent defensive orders, and cries of the wounded rang out everywhere. Captain Yang hastily grabbed his weapon, rushed to the outer ramparts of the command residence, and bellowed: "Form up! Form up!" Every soldier attacked was bewildered, and Captain Yang himself was on the verge of collapse: Hadn't Gu…
    • by Cristae "......" Niedu bowed his head, tugging his cloak’s hood down as he trembled slightly, at a loss for words. The mist parted, the Tears of the Deep dispersed, and the phantom of the Imaginary Blue Whale slowly emerged, dissolving the lingering specter ashes into the moist air. “When you last suffered, what did you do?” the spectral god asked quietly. “Did you pray to the Archgod?” It was clearly a rhetorical question, bordering on the unreasonable—almost a touch of mockery. Niedu’s mind…
    • by Cristae It was still there, waiting in the depths! The group exchanged silent glances. The moment of revelation approached, surging pressure and excitement flooding their hearts. Everyone tensed, gripping their weapons, setting up a strict formation, advancing step by careful step. The stairway of the Path of Glory descended, leading straight toward the heart of the Sacred Tomb—nothing to hinder their way. For centuries, generations of High Priests had walked this hallowed path, filled with hope, driving the…
    • by Cristae The Road of Glory The Skeletal Ferry was always quiet at night, but lately, things had changed—there was always an air of life around. Groups of service players wandered the streets, faces full of hope, talking about what they’d eat for the evening, all heading toward the farm rift. None of this had anything to do with Liu Zhengchu. He pulled his worn coat tighter around himself, drifting through the crowd absentminded and forlorn. The hope he’d recently felt had burst like a bubble,…
    • by Cristae Painful Miracle (Double Update Combined) Bzzz— Before everyone’s eyes, the massive metal doors slowly trembled and opened a gap over a meter wide.Behind the opening, stairs led downward into darkness—a space utterly unknown. Beside the doors, the ice sculpture of the High Priest stood, its gaze vague and gentle, almost an invitation. “So that means, the ones that attacked us on the glacier—the mutant animals marked with the holy insignia—” Shi He gazed up at the massive gates…
    • by Cristae No Return (Double Update Combined) Swish! Directly above Zhong Yanqing was Nie Du, who managed to stabilize himself in the nick of time, but Zhong Yanqing and the two team members below her had all lost their grip! On the mountain, a fierce wind howled—something few could even imagine. In an instant, several people were swept up and away by the gale. Some drew their weapons, some contorted their bodies, but none could find a way to steady themselves. They dangled together like a string of…
    • by Cristae The Snow Mountain As for the true power of the Skeletal Ferry, Sha Tong left them with one sentence. “From what I’ve observed, Gu Haoping is at least able to control a third of the Skeletal Ferry.” That single sentence made cold sweat break out on everyone’s backs.In the heart of the Sea of Blood, beneath countless curses, Gu Haoping needed do nothing at all. If he were to tear open a rift in the bones, everyone on the ferry—thousands of people—would become his hostages. Some…
    • by Cristae Triple Protection Before nightfall, the last group of service players finally arrived at the farm. In these past five days, changes had brought new vitality to the areas surrounding the farm. The group of service players now numbered over a hundred, already taking on the shape of a nascent settlement. The defensive works everyone had once excavated together had, under the direction of the blacksmith, been expanded to accommodate more people. Within this small community, several individuals…
    • by Cristae Fissure of Life "Bold spirit!" Sha Tong slapped the table. "A toast to you!" Zhong Manwen smiled and raised her cup. "To you as well." "We comrades have risked life and limb together. I'm getting on in years, my strength isn't what it was. That I can still use my life to open up new opportunities for us, that is my good fortune." After a brief moment of worry, Tang Qinghuai quickly came to understand his mother's decision. His eyes sparkled as he gazed at her, filled with the fierce pride of…
    • by Cristae Reunion The Farm Master! That name had long circulated beneath the decks of the Bone Ferry. In just one afternoon he had become a legend, stirring up countless conflicts, a figure known to every household. For a moment, Sha Tong and the others were speechless, staring at Si Zhiyan’s calm face, swallowing hard. The Farm Master merely lowered his eyes, not bothering to look at them. It was as if such a godlike fissure was created by him on a whim, not even worthy of his attention. Just what…
    • by Cristae "Divinity""That bastard Gu Haoping keeps changing the rules every day—restrictions keep tightening." "Before Commander Nie left, he entrusted three crates of nutrient paste as a guarantee to the Northern Squad, but instead of releasing those supplies, that bastard tightened the food distribution on the ferry, bought up surplus provisions at high prices, and monopolized all the food for unified sale. Outsiders can't buy a thing anymore." Sha Tong spat, full of fury, yet powerless to do…
    • by Cristae His dim vision slowly cleared. It took Si Zhiyan two seconds to realize that he still existed. Then he saw what was before him. His soul seemed to have briefly left his body—his body was held aloft by the hands of many, while his spirit floated above, looking down with a god’s-eye view upon the crowd below. He saw undulating waves of people, heard their noisy shouts, saw blood soaking sleeves, staining collars, saw hand after hand reaching up to bear his body. But not everyone managed…
    • by Cristae A long time ago, when everything was still running as usual— On a lonely night during one of his solitary excursions, Bian Xu leaned on the rooftop of the capital, holding the , and dialed a number. Peter Pan Toy Company. Peter Pan Company had long been an old friend of the farm. Many of the farm’s facilities originated from its handiwork: , , , even … At the end of every powerful and twisted facility, there was always a telephone number. This number was not a string of digits, but…
    • by Cristae —Who are you, really? Bian Xu looked around. Nidhogg's dragon wings were smeared with blood; beneath Nie Du's calm expression, his grip on the scythe had tightened. All the players had clearly split into two camps, divided and opposed, with this moment as their center. While the leaders fought, the lower-ranking officers had already quietly chosen their sides. This was the prelude to collapse. Everyone was watching him. And so, after all the breakdowns, evasions, and trembling battles…
    • by Cristae Nidhogg unfurled his dragon wings, vertical pupils blazing like liquid gold. Flames streamed along the cracks in his greatsword, billowing clouds of smoke erupting in bursts. Brandishing the sword, he sliced down from above. The massive blade in his hands moved with the agility of a rapier, charged with explosive power. He let out an unreserved battle cry: “Out of my way!” Boom! The greatsword struck the earth and detonated with a thunderous roar. “Tch.” Clearly, Nidhogg was holding…
    • by Cristae One pair, two pairs… Countless pairs of densely packed red eyes flickered in the pitch-black night sky. The Overgod raised its eyeless limbs, and the spreading words scattered across the starry sky. Following the direction of the flow, It saw countless identical crimson eyes. They were all Its fragments. Si Zhiyan stood at the very front, clad in a simple black trench coat. Behind him was the High Priestess of the realm of dreams, dressed in elaborate and beautiful holy robes. The maiden…
    • by Cristae Countless densely packed words crawled chaotically, winding their way up the players’ pant legs, into their clothes, slithering with a rustling sound along their skin. “What the hell is this?!” Wang Jianguo was still in his saber-toothed tiger form when the words climbed up his fur, covering his entire body. Goosebumps erupted all over him. He shook himself fiercely, but the words kept climbing. They gnawed at him, saturated the ground, spreading everywhere, unavoidable. The words clung to…
    • by Cristae Boom! A wave of noise exploded from the crowd, a roar of excitement that shook Si Zhiyan’s eardrums until they ached. In this moment, there was no way for anyone to keep calm. Si Zhiyan found it nearly impossible to distinguish the words people were shouting; every living soul had a thousand bitter stories to tell, and those voices became a blood-soaked tide, indistinguishable, each syllable weeping out their haunted, hard-won path. Bian Xu floated directly above the battlefield. Here, in the…
    • by Cristae Across the sky of everlasting night, a rift began to split the heavens. The world remained utterly dark, the air still cold enough to chill to the bone. Only the surging golden light, like some kind of bug in existence itself, shimmered through inch by inch. The horizon was on the verge of dissolution. Heaven and earth split apart, ready to receive their true Master. And then, when that golden brilliance flooded the earth, the being no mortal could look upon—resplendent and golden—finally…
    • by Cristae The portal opened. Nie Du leapt through it in a flash. He hadn’t yet figured out what was happening—confused and frantic, he called for a situation report, desperate to return and rescue Yu Yao and the other castle residents. Alice sat curled in a corner, smiling, shaking her head with tears in her eyes. It was too late. Far, far too late. The players poured out of Hephaestus Castle, one after another stepping onto the farm’s soil. They passed through the warm fields, the crowds weaving,…
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