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The Divine Throne Of Infinity

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

Scholar In A White Robe · Sci-fi
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Chapter 147 Ghost Face, The Joker, Bandaged Man_1

Apostle Forum.

An obscure little account in the forum silently posted a thread.

[Haiting City Masterless Spirit Weapon Follow-up.]

——This was the title.

The matter of the appearance of a masterless spirit weapon in Haiting City had caused quite a stir in the Apostle Circle not long ago.

But in an extremely short amount of time, it had been proven to be a trap.

The kind of deep trap that kills people without compensation.

Therefore, many people had already given up the impractical idea of becoming instantly powerful overnight.

Being an Apostle, slowly getting stronger through solid effort was better.

So for the past couple of days, no one had mentioned it again.

Of course, there were also many Apostles who died in Haiting City.

They became an account that would never go online again in the forum.

Every Apostle throughout the Tower of Death, when they saw this sudden post, couldn't help but let out a disdainful snicker.