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    • 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 Chapter 190: Sin City “Ahhh, four cats—wait, with cat cub there are five! Can I apply to the game to adopt a copy-cat cub? Cool and adorable, their dominating aura is overwhelming. It’s just too cute!” “Exactly! So cute. I’m not even watching this stream as a horror game anymore—as long as cat cub is here, I’m happy, and now my joy is multiplied!” “Damn, I want to know how the level-5 streamer gets out of the game. Did little black lead him out?” “Probably not. Even…
    • by Cristae “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…
    • by Cristae   On the snowy night, the camp was encircled by bonfires.   The little white cat leapt from Nidhogg’s shoulder into the snow and was immediately swept up in a tight embrace by his companions. They clung tightly together, their ears and tails twitching from the force of it.   With Nidhogg’s assistance and a well-trained combat unit at their side, the battle ended swiftly.  Around the bonfire, the clash of weapons and armor echoed; doctors and guards moved back and forth, retrieving…
    • by Cristae Chapter 212: A New Discovery None of the six of them had much interest in DIY crafts, so figuring out how to make a gift would take some time. A gift basket. Drawing ideas on paper was simple enough, but integrating all the props—organizing the sequence and arrangement—was a different matter entirely; there was a lot to coordinate, and at first, everyone was all fingers and thumbs. Yan Jiyun had patience, but he truly lacked any talent for making crafts. Although he was the one who came up…
    • by Cristae Chapter 236 Disguised as a Woman After Yan Jiyun got into the car, he began comparing the similarities between the two treasure maps. The treasure map he had just acquired was still covered in dust; as he blew on it, he couldn’t help but sneeze. When Ninth Master came over, he saw him rubbing his nose. Yan Jiyun caught the scent of that foreign cat lingering on Ninth Master and instinctively shifted away, not wanting to be near him—it was simply unbearable! Sensing Yan Jiyun’s palpable…
    • by Cristae The endless stream of abominations in the Cliffside Zone felt like it would never cease—one wave after another, inexhaustible. Swish! Yan Cheng’s long-handled axe spun fiercely in his grasp, arcs of lightning tracing a bright ring through the air, blood splattering as countless dark shadows shrieked and vanished into nothing. Yan Cheng was the captain of this squad, a bloodline-strengthened hunter, wielding a heavy long-handled axe as his weapon of choice.He stood at the very edge of the camp, a…
    • by Cristae Chapter 186: An Identical Black Cat Yan Jiyun could only choose between options A and B, but he didn’t have to consider the first one at all—the system hadn’t even given him a chance to pick it. Yan Jiyun chose B. What the hell is “Sweet Christmas”—what kind of family celebrates Christmas with people dying? What’s there to prepare for, mental preparation? Closing his eyes, maybe blinking—that’s about all he could get ready. He really was at a loss for words. The…
    • by Cristae Chapter 218 He Died? Live Stream: “What’s happening to the kitty? Is he going to become a real paper person? The printer should only output paper, right?” “I want to know which function the shopkeeper just pressed—scan?” “Seems like it was scan. Will this hurt the cat? He can barely stand.” “Has any player tried switching rapidly between being big and small before? I checked the veteran players’ streams—no one seems to know how the printer works. Has no one ever made…
    • by Cristae With the truly limited capacity for reception, Si Zhiyan couldn't help but reassure everyone, promising to return with a team in five days to fetch them, before leading the Yan City brothers away and retracing his steps back to the Glimmer Hostel.The heartfelt reunion between old friends brought its own share of tears, but that need not be described here.Against the backdrop of the crowd's warm greetings, Nidhoog's raised voice was particularly distinct:"Huh?! What on earth is this? You want to bring two…
    • by Cristae   Dong—  Dong—  Dong—   The mournful toll of the alarm bell echoed in the oppressive sky.  Three long peals signaled an S-grade enemy incursion.   Along the coastline, countless players who had just completed their missions lingered, sandwiches still in their mouths, heading uphill. Puzzled, they turned back—only to see, mere dozens of meters away, a colossal wall of surging waves as far as the eye could see.   Crash!   Atop the watchtower, before the…
    • by Cristae Could the being before him truly be called “human”? He wore a tattered white coat, so stained with blood around the hem that it was barely recognizable as once belonging to a player. His spine twisted unnaturally, and he could barely force himself to stand upright. But what drew the eye most was his head and face. From the sockets of his eyes, his mouth, nasal cavities, and ear canals, a mass of writhing, elongated soft worms protruded, distending his every orifice. His eye sockets were torn,…
    • by Cristae “Water…” A water park? Was this even Chinese? For a moment, no one knew how to respond to that. As soon as Si Zhiyan finished speaking, it was as if a mute button had been pressed—the crowd froze, expressions caught in suspended animation. The river still flowed overhead, cool droplets splashing down like living things, striking parched skin made tight and dry from the heat. Most of the players now trapped here had come with their families, trekking over lava fields for days to reach…
    • 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 While waiting for the team to wake, Si Zhiyan received a piece of good news. He He had finished her retreat. The girl floated weightlessly amidst the jungle. Her black veil and skirts spread outward in all directions, draping over treetops and the grass below, tracing to the horizon. Beneath those heavy folds, her delicate, pale face was at once solemn and kind. So abrupt, and yet as though fused with the forest—inseparable. It felt as though the entire woodland was her domain; even at a single…
    • by Cristae Clang—clang— After the chime faded, the little shrine maiden’s ghostly voice drifted beside Si Yan’s ear. A decent harvest. Si Yan nodded slightly. All three hundred rooms had been fully booked on the first day, with an average occupancy of two to three players per room. Excluding those naturally inclined to smile, a total of 512 smiles were gathered. It was worth noting that many players had requested to cram a dozen people into a single room. Si Yan had Yun Zhong politely…
    • by Cristae The next second, Xiao Li’s voice suddenly shot up: “4233?!” “Four thousand coins?! Brother Rong, did you really sell four thousand coins in just one night?!” The shout rang through the room, instantly throwing the entire audience into an uproar! The onlooking players were dumbfounded, blurting out, “No way, that can’t be real?!” Someone beside them promptly knocked on their head. “Of course it’s real. Don’t speak nonsense. That’s someone from the farm! The manager of…
    • by Cristae Chapter 286: The Ending of the Zombie Scenario Yan Jiyun outside the screen was as startled by the NPC younger brother’s thunderous words as Qi Feng was inside the game instance. The Ultimate Video Game Console. The NPC brother knows he’s an NPC? Yan Jiyun wanted to reach into the screen and ask about the cause and effect, but when his paw touched the screen, it was just a wall; he couldn’t reach through. He recalled that, as far as his memory served right, in the instances he’d…
    • by Cristae 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…
    • by Cristae Shi He's shoulders trembled lightly. Nidhogg did not dare to meet his gaze, but Shi He was no longer crying. The boy lowered his head, taking a long time to steady his breathing. Step by step… the tips of his shoes pressed into pools of blood, crossing through heaps of severed limbs and entrails. Ripples spread across the blood. A warm sensation came from his side. Shi He knelt down beside him, in the blood that pooled around them. The boy’s fingertips hovered in the air, trembling…
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