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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 337 This is actually a turn-based game? (2 in 1) _1

The priest droned on.

Yi Lin didn't have time to open the newly added feature, the "Divine Gift" panel.

But he figured it must have something to do with the "assassin" profession.

How exactly does this profession match?

Yi Lin was puzzled.

According to his "recognition," of the five talent skills he currently possessed, perhaps two might be somewhat related to "assassins." But the other three seemed to have nothing to do with "assassins" for generations.

But it didn't matter.

"Assassin" must be pretty good too.

Yi Lin closed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

Though he had lost his memory.

The words "assassin" seemed to be connected to his bloodline, as if there was a mysterious link that made him feel very comfortable.

This is it!

Yi Lin nodded in satisfaction.

The priest continued to speak incessantly.

"You carry a significant mission on your shoulders," he said.

"Go on," Yi Lin interjected smoothly, his interest piqued.