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Naming Technique of the Night

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.

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391 Chs

158、Puppeteer (Added for Penguin Golden League)

The next moment, just as Cao Wei had instinctively thought the youth would continue to dodge the trajectory of his dagger and counterattack with his own blade,

he saw his opponent advance instead of retreating.

In the forbidden land of the night, only a very sparse moonlight cast down.

Cao Wei watched as the youth's cold gaze got closer and closer; his right hand already moving towards the lower left, subconsciously wanting to reverse the dagger to slash through Qing Chen's throat.

But Qing Chen suddenly accelerated and approached, switching the dagger to his left hand while using his right hand to hold down Cao Wei's wrist and the dagger, which was intended to slash the throat.

At the same time, the dagger in the youth's left hand plunged into the enemy's spleen.

Cao Wei froze, knowing where the dagger in his chest and abdomen had struck and that his death was certain, but he was unwilling to die alone.