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“On a rainy night in Shanghai, I took the most painful job of my life: fitting a piece of Xingtian's bone into my sister's bleeding spine.”
When the beast's anesthetic needle punched through the marrow-extracting machine at the Spirit-Quelling Bureau, when neon towers were ground to dust beneath the Bone Buddha's hand,
when a brother held up Athena's skull and laughed, asking, “How can a mortal spine stand against a god?”
Zhou Xiao crushed the bone spurs in his throat, and the river wind billowed his bloodstained veterinarian's coat:
“Let the hundred thousand bones of the Demon City bear witness: tonight, my spine will be a monument!”
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His white-haired sister, wrapped around a sunken whale, becomes the only lonely light on the Huangpu River. The skeletal gods of Olympus whisper in the depths of the sea.
“Don't be afraid, Xiao Li...” He pulls out his spinal cord and drives it into the tip of Poseidon's trident. “Your brother's bones... are enough to keep one lamp burning through the endless night.”
“Bones become monuments; river lamps light the night.”
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