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Xuchen Soul Seal
The cold rain was like countless poison-quenched steel needles, pricking down from the lead-gray sky. The A-13 ruins area was as silent as a huge tomb forgotten by the world. Gu Chen huddled behind a broken concrete load-bearing column, letting the cold rain wash away his worn combat uniform. The air was mixed with the fishy smell of rust, the sweetness of decaying fungi, and a hint of... Ruins. The kind of purple miasma that can drive ordinary people insane has long been a common occurrence for
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Ruins Realm Code
The wind, carrying the smell of rust and gravel, was like a piece of rough sandpaper, blowing across every inch of the Brass Cemetery. Lu Ye lowered his figure and hid himself behind a twisted piece of metal debris that looked like the ribs of a giant beast. His breathing was long and steady, but his heartbeat was a little rapid due to the heavy pressure in his chest. Above the head, there is a huge shadow called the "Sky Monument", an ancient remains hanging in the sky. It silently stares at th
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I Can Recycle the Whole World
Click! There was a crisp sound. It wasn't the crisp sound of branches breaking, but the dull sound of bones being bitten off. Lin Jian felt as if his left calf was being tightly clamped by red-hot iron pliers, and then suddenly opened to both sides. Severe pain, like a red-hot electric current, shot from the sole of the foot all the way up to the Tianling Cap, and a vast expanse of white snowflakes exploded in front of his eyes. The smell of blood. The thick, rusty smell of blood, mixed with an
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Lessons from Loss of Cause and Effect: Undercurrent Chronicles
Dai Chengxuan picked up fragments of ancient artifacts from a "lost" auction, and Liao Ziqing recognized at a glance that they had the same origin as the curse of the Lost Dynasty. Each appraisal will rewrite the past but approach a greater price. The more the truth is dug, the more it becomes like a cage of reincarnation: some people are using the appraisal treasure as a sacrifice, and some are waiting for him to "definitely miss". When the epic cause and effect explodes, and there is only one
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A Sword from the World of Mortals, Returning to the City
The pungent smell of disinfectant was like an invisible needle, piercing the boundless darkness deep in Lin Yuan's consciousness. Immediately afterwards, there was the regular sound of "dip... Dip...", Cold and monotonous, as if it was accompaniment to the countdown of a certain life. He opened his eyes with difficulty. The eyelids weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and every time they are raised, they cause severe pain in the nerve endings. There is no familiar Nine Heavens Thunder Punishment
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