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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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831 Chs

Chapter 349: Are You, Our Master?_1

How should I follow up with this line?

Should I not have come?

You come, I come too?

You don't come, I don't come either?

Yi Lin hesitated for 0.3 seconds, not in the mood for any more nonsense, and directly took out the "Blank Holy Sword Crystal" he had dug up from a wolf's den.

"Hurry up, no more nonsense, we're pressed for time."

Gerland Blacksmith: "..."

The blacksmith stopped the work he was busy with.

Looking clearly annoyed.

But still, he honestly wiped the beads of sweat the size of beans off his forehead, and with those dry, cracked big hands, he took the Blank Holy Sword Crystal from Yi Lin and examined it closely.

"Purity... barely acceptable."

A moment later, the silently pretentious blacksmith finally uttered something human.

Upon hearing this, Yi Lin looked slightly stunned, "There are purity distinctions with these crystals?"

The blacksmith sneered coldly, his large hand vigorously rubbing over the Blank Holy Sword Crystal a few times.