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Zither Emperor

Nine-tiered zither notes shake the cosmos, who dares not know their master upon hearing? Rainbow-colored magic represents ranks, heroically raising the grand curtain. The Zither Emperor, bringing revolutionary changes to this continent. Accompanied by the emergence of the once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is born quietly in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers, pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet - the rainbow-grade becomes the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. A profession once considered as useless as chicken ribs, because of his emergence, becomes an immortal legend and myth. He, on the other hand, is like a dazzling new star making it impossible for anyone to ignore his radiance. Even the nearly invincible dragons cannot lift their arrogant heads in front of the Zither Emperor, for before them is someone god-like... Pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings, the rainbow-grade will become the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. Dragons are no longer invincible creatures, this will be a novel high with dragons. The Divine Music Master, a branch of the Spirit Mages, the most noble but useless profession on the Ryuzakinus Continent. But, is it really useless? The once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is quietly born in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers. But, is he really just the emperor of zithers?

Tang Jia San Shao · Fantasy
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1025 Chs

Chapter 260 Faran, The Enemy at the Gates (Part 2)

The defensive forces of Qin City hadn't ceased yet. Accompanying the Claw Druids were a full two thousand Tree Spirit Druids, which constituted the entire combat-ready force of the Tree Spirit Druid Clan. Clutching their javelins, the Tree Spirit Druids bathed in the range of the Claw Druids' Roaring Skill, their burly arms muscular and more pronounced, readied for battle at any moment.

The Faran Army was drawing nearer and nearer, the front line consisting of ten thousand Mammoth Knights appearing so immense. The mammoths were so large that although there were only ten thousand of them, their march seemed like that of an army of hundreds of thousands bearing down. Each Mammoth Knight had their oversized battle axe slung over their shoulder, and after such a long period without battle, their eyes flashed with bloodlust and an eagerness for warfare.