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ch 1276 Dance of Monsters
Fantasy · Guiltythree
The Graceless Dusk looked like a simple tunic of fine, soft silk. He had expected it to be white, but to his surprise, the tunic turned out to be of a rich and beautiful black color, with intricate patterns embroidered along its collar, hem, and sleeve edges with silver thread. The hem reached just below his knees, while the sleeves ended at his elbows.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Looking up at the sky, he scowled. The strong snowfall was no snowfall at all. Instead, it was raining ash. Countless grey flakes fell from high above, dancing in the wind as they slowly obscured the world in a thick fog.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
The Blood Blossom rested in the onyx armor's breastplate, ready to grant him its strength. In his four hands, he held the Cruel Sight, the Midnight Shard, and Morgan's Warbow.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
you competed in two competitions and own your own company...
Information like that shouldn't have spread to the public. He highly preferred to stay in the background. The less the other side knew about him, the better. Obviously, this hope was shot to hell right now.
Sci-fi · Exlor
The stall owner grinned at him with a mischievous expression. "The treasure hunter upended an entire entertainment establishment! Mere proximity to this amazing stone will give you the firepower of a water hose and the endurance of a long-range mech!"
Sci-fi · Exlor
Ves tested the padding of his desk chair and realized that it hid a large number of features that added to his comfort. Lucky also perched at the top of the chair and partially materialized to test out its functions as well. The seat had evidently been designed to accomodate pets.
Sci-fi · Exlor
What about my ship, my planet, my star sector. why should you first rate states be the only ones able to preach about "peace" and "justice"?
It was easy to start a fight. It was impossible to stop it once the cycle of revenge began to revolve.
Sci-fi · Exlor
what?!?!
ch 839 Chapter 839 (Spoiler, Title at the Bottom)
Fantasy · MegaC
thats so lame!!!!!
He decided upon a name. "The Avatars of Myth."
Sci-fi · Exlor
we have seen that!!!
A mech pilot interfaced with their mechs with their minds, not their muscles. In theory, a brain in a jar could also pilot a mech.
Sci-fi · Exlor
"COME!" He roared as he urged his Urman to lumber forward, building up momentum for the double fists it prepared to unleash.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Spice???
"Sir… new readings have come in! The planet is glowing! If our analysis is correct, the entire planet is riddled with exotics!"
Sci-fi · Exlor
Their conversation halted when they reached the fabrication floor. It didn't look as clean as the floor from Vaun, but neither did it look grimy like the floor from Vikaris. The look and feel of EME's floor resembled an upscaled workshop, much like the one owned by Ves.
Sci-fi · Exlor
Some mech technicians didn't know who he was or why a young man like him got to be in charge. Wearing a toolbelt helped reinforce the impression that he knew what he was talking about.
The Mech Touch
Sci-fi · Exlor