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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 293: Piano Music, Nightmare, Good Night (2-in-1)_1

Several minutes later.

Seventy-three sent back a message.

"They're not here."

The two burly men downstairs exchanged a look.

Not here?

Where did they go?

"They've taken action?"

Fifty-six lowered his head in thought.

But Eighty-one didn't care too much; hefting his hammer, he started towards the hostel.

Seventy-three's slender figure emerged from the shadows, panting slightly.

For an Agility Lesser Apostle, Psychic Points weren't exactly abundant, and sustaining a Skill for an extended period wasn't easy.

Since the others weren't there, Seventy-three canceled the Skill and quietly stood in the corner.

"Someone is inside."

Seventy-three pointed at the room.

Allen lay in the bed, clutching an old plush bear, curled up under the blankets with a satisfied smile on his face, seemingly deep in some pleasant dream.

In the darkness, the three men stepped inside, but Allen did not awaken from his dreamland.

The three men circled Allen, staring for a long while.