Notice of suspension and release of new books
Well,Originally, I had a time code word recently.,I've also been idle to code out some of the chapters of three and two-thirds of the volumes (that is, the interlude.γOutside the volume),But it seems that something happened again.γ
Don't be afraid, this time it's not a real thing for me here, but, well, the storm of the earthquake hasn't happened yet.
Before, Dianniang forcibly blocked me for 200,000 words, and I used the method of deleting the manuscript and re-uploading it, and finally recovered most of it (including two or three system failures, and it took more than half a month to get it right intermittently).
Originally, there were only a few chapters left, and I plan to recover slowly when I have time......
Something happened to Nima again.
The following is the original text of today's author's text message.
[After investigation, some chapters of the work contain pornographic and vulgar content, so they have been blocked, and the work has been blocked at present.] Please self-check the full text and delete all pornographic depictions below the head, and there should be no excessive depictions above the head. After the modification, contact the administrator to apply for the ban to be lifted. γβ¦β¦ Sorry, I don't know what to make now.
Yesterday I watched the author of "Master of the Abyss" and said that his editor and he had a bunch of questions...... Look at the specific situation for yourself.,I thought this matter wouldn't affect the same people who didn't sign the contract.,It turned out to be an accident.γ
Hey, you can't describe the head below the head, and you can't describe the head too muchβ‘
Anyway, I'm going to run out now.
Although the daily collection is constantly rising, because of this, I don't have any desire to update - although the code word is very cool, but I don't want to update here
I was going to finish the third volume that I had been dragging for a long time in one go, but it was also made yellow by this incident.
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The current situation is that the book is still visible on the web page, as well as on the old client
The new version of the client ,,, can only search for my author's name.
So readers who read this chapter and asked for leaveβI don't even know if it's considered leaveβshould keep this book silently. I'll update it when this thing is over (big deal, more when the time comes)
And then, we've been busy with new books lately - yes, I've been planning new books for a long time, and if it weren't for the Niang Fen, it would have been on the new book list in the starting point fantasy area now.
But it's such a convulsion...... I'll just put it somewhere else.
The title of the new book "Don't You Know, We Are Going to Judge the Angels", the location is "The Impossible World", and the author's name is Twilight Lemon...... Originally, I was going to intersperse the first few chapters of the new book in the text to lure the reader away, but now...... Hey, even if we advertise, the effect must be very poor.
Forget it, let's advertise more comprehensively, I'll throw the prologue over, if you're interested, you can come and take a look.
The following text.
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In the dust raised by the wind, a trace of blood flashed, and the smell of fishy burnt began to spread in the wind at some point. One of the figures who resisted the frenzied onslaught of the frenzied enemy army and filthy mercenaries fell. The last of the army had been defeated three days earlier, and the remaining remnants of the city defense of one hundred and thirty-five men were making their final struggles in the alleys of Kalikasi City.
And now, the struggle has come to an end.
Aaron was the last to be left, as the captain of the Kalikasi City Defenses, his right hand, which was so mutilated that it was impossible to see it, held the banner of the kingdom aloft, and on the bright yellow shield, a leyline snake dragon roared in the sky, and the scales on his black-red body were spread out in layersβwhile his other hand could only drag the broken hilt. The mangled bodies of all his men fell at his feet.
With Aaron's last shout, as if in despair, the banner of the kingdom pierced through a mercenary who wanted to approach his body, and the sharp tip instantly pierced the other man's heart. At the same time, Aaron's gaze was fixed on the smirking face of the new enemy, and the dark golden triple pupil of his right eye directly hit Aaron's soul.
This was the first war within the Thorium Alliance in the Twilight Dragon Age after the death of the Troll Sage Tiras, and even if it was a racial infighting between human races, it also tore up the most sacred of Thorium treaties.
By the time Aaron opened his eyes again, he had been placed on the cross. The rough hemp rope strangled his limbs, and although he tried to continue burning his life, he could not move at all.
The last of the people of Carikasi City, trembling beneath the cross, watched as the leader of the mercenaries, the rude man with a demonic right eye, came to the forefront, and all eyes were filled with deep anger. Even though there has been no such war between countries for a long time, but in order to deal with the Warcraft, no army is a wine bag and rice bag, the army of the Albert Kingdom has never been a bad seed, and Carikasi City occupies a dangerous position, theoretically, no one can pass through the 'Plant Species Bone Cactus' outside, like the cluster of Warcraft like a city wall.
Unless, it's an internal rebellion.
When the bell rang on the other side of the walls of Karikasi City, the flames of the invasion scorched everything, everyone had expressions of disbelief. Hired from all over the world, the mercenaries who roamed the territory of all races betrayed the city of Karikassi, first killing the city guards of the shift, and then destroying the gate with a spell, and the biggest weakness of the bone cactus was pierced by them, and the plant monsters that could survive a thousand years wailed and died. The armies of the enemy countries marched in with blue flags held high.
Now, everything is almost over, and only twelve flags can still fly in the thirteen human kingdoms of the Second Age.
"No, it's not over yet." Contrary to that rude appearance, the leader of the mercenaries had a warm voice.
"I thought, we can make a deal." He said, "If you tell me that the treasures of the Albert royal family are hidden there, maybe I can spare you a way out." β
Aaron's mutilated body was tightly tied to the cross, and he struggled for a moment, realizing that he really couldn't break free, and then glanced at the other party, silent.
"Of course, if you don't say anything, I'm not going to kill you. The civilians below will also die because you didn't say it. Do you know the methods of our 'mercenaries'? After a long time of fighting with all kinds of demonic beasts and purgatory, we have long learned the method of torture from the most cunning race, and we have a way to make you open your mouth and see the little brown-haired girl below? As soon as I make a gesture, the people below me ......"
"Uncle......
Aaron spoke, his voice hoarse, "Do you think I'm a ten-year-old child?" β
The mercenary leader's face changed slightly, and a trace of strangeness flashed in the demonic right eye.
"Not to mention that it is completely impossible for me, an ordinary captain of the city defense team, to know the secrets of the royal family, even if I know and tell you, you will not let go of the people below."
As he spoke, Aaron stubbornly raised his head, his half-long sand-blonde hair hanging down, covering a terrible wound on his forehead.
"What's more...... We've been infected with the elemental plague for a year, and we can't survive at all, can we? β
"Ah, what a pity." The mercenary's leader was stunned for a moment, then smiled with pleasure to the point of madness, and as he spoke, he put his hand on Aaron's face, and a "stab" sounded, and a stone shard connected to flesh and blood was torn off.
Blood dripped from his forehead, but Aaron didn't make a sound. Subsequently, more stone flakes were torn off by the leader of the mercenaries - it was the manifestation of the distorted nature, the plague of the elements in him. A year ago, the fragments of the Third Logos (Ancient God) were excavated and discovered, and the inexplicable plague also infected all the members of Karikasi City, and the royal wizards blocked the capital for the first time, but the news still spread to the ears of the neighboring countries that were constantly rubbing, and the neighboring countries, which were originally intending to expand because of too many nobles, immediately seized this opportunity, and started a direct war with lightning speed on the grounds that Karikasi City was polluted, and the border guards who lost the command of the capital and the supply of the rear announced their surrender after half a year, The armies of the neighboring countries followed closely all the way. Even with the terrain in the middle of the desert, the royal family still did not feel at ease to hire mercenaries, and these outlaws who did anything for money rebelled directly on the seventh day after receiving the mercenary fee.
And the reasons they give are very sufficient, one is the characteristics of 'mercenaries', only for money and not for emotion, and the other is-
"Actually, if it weren't for the fact that the new patron over there who gave us three times the reward and asked us to slaughter the city, I would have really wanted to keep a few of you." The mercenary's words seemed to ignite an inexplicable fire in Aaron's heart.
"It's a work of art that has never been done before, but I actually like stone carving."
"Are you saying that we are to be exhibited all over the continent as goods, and to get even dirtier money for you filthy mercenaries?"
"Don't say that, young man." Again, the leader of the mercenaries tore some stone chips from Aaron's face. The scale-like hard gray flakes of stone that grew all over the city due to the "Elemental Plague" slowly grew inward over time until they penetrated the internal organs and brains, and the dead turned into gray dust. Aaron's "can't survive" is because of this, otherwise, how could the army left in the capital of a country not be the opponent of a group of mercenaries? In a year's time, the more powerful the person, the more powerful the plague influence of the elements, and the gray entangled with blood in the wind and sand is the last mark of the powerful royal guard.
"Maybe we mercenaries are dirty, but money is definitely not dirty. It seems that if you don't want to make a deal, then I can only kill you here. It's a pity, I didn't expect that except for the nobles who nested in the palace with an iron cover, you are the only one who has had deep secret contact with the royal family, and you are still so uncooperative. β
"Wait! I've never been in contact with the royal family! A certain taboo switch was turned on, and Aaron, who had been expressing disdain for the leader of the mercenaries, suddenly shouted like crazy.
"Is that so? Well, but it doesn't matter anymore, the time is over, good boys, now, let's show this interesting young man how sharp our blades are! The leader's dark golden right eye flashed with excitement, and with a wave of his right hand, the stones that were forcibly pried off Aaron's face were sprinkled one after another, and the mercenaries also screamed and began their work.
Instead of killing Aaron, the leader had people come up and force his eyelids to stare at the inhuman madness below.
Blood stained the wind, stained the sand, and stained Aaron's eyes. What they saw was the most brutal act in the world, and the mercenaries probably liked it, and each of them moved so slowly that Aaron could clearly see the movements of those people. And the leader of the mercenaries stood quietly beside him, always with that shallow and crazy smile on his face......
Countless things, perhaps more appropriately called detritus, were scattered across the city's largest square.
When the figures disappeared from view, the leader of the mercenaries walked towards Aaron. The smile on his face was dyed by the bright red brought up by the wind and sand, which made people feel a little hideous. Aaron looked up, two deep black smears across his cheeks.
"I'll kill you. I promise. Aaron paused word by word, and his voice was like that of a demon.
"I'm sorry, you don't have a chance." He laughed.
However, in the next second, the iron rope that bound Aaron made an overwhelming sound, and his right hand was actually shedding a large piece of flesh and blood, and at the same time, it broke free in a posture of revealing white bones, and sharp and growing stone shards fell one after another in his flesh.
"Bell."
The sound of metal hitting metal came into contact with the cross-like greatsword that the leader was carrying on his back from the bone's arm. The leader's reaction speed was beyond his expectations.
"Very good response, if we weren't in a hostile relationship, I wouldn't mind treating you to a drink." Half-closed the normal eye, in the demonic right eye, a flash of pleasure.
But when the leader tried to withdraw the weapon, he was shocked to find that he couldn't draw it.
"Hey...... Hey, hey, I said, I'm going to kill you......" is simply, not the voice of a living person.
(My consciousness is starting to blur, no, I still have things to do, I still have to kill that man, I still have to ...... οΌ
"Let go, stinky boy......"
The sound seemed to come from the horizon, and it happened to reach the third pillar of clouds and smoke directly above the wall of the dome, obscuring the sun.
(I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him...... οΌ
A little farther away, in a densely guarded palace, those spells suddenly began to dissolve, "Bang!! With a bang, a bunch of sand rose from the ground, and faintly, there was something shining with a metallic luster in the sand.
"Raised by a son of a bitch, the royal family's group of cowards ran away!" A voice said this, but Aaron couldn't think of anything anymore.
(Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him...... οΌ
In a trance, Aaron was swallowed by an infinite dazzling amber color......
"That's enough, little Acherus." The strange, the familiar, the unknown, the impressive, the indifferent, the gentle voice suddenly came out.
The dream is interrupted here.
When you sit up, you can see a familiar gray, a warm and cold gray.
Sitting on the stone bed in a daze for a moment, Aaron Acherous pulled out a dirty but sturdy-looking pamphlet from the pile of debris at the foot of the bed.
"Seventeen thousand five hundred and thirty-nine years after my death, about the month of Flowing Fire (July), three hundred and seventy-five years later, as a deceased, I dreamed again, although it was not a friendly dream."
"There's still nothing new this year, except that I've carved a bunch of stone sculptures again, it's a daily exercise, and if I don't find something to do, I think my third madness is not far off."
"For some reason, I suddenly felt that the beating of the soul fire was a little different, would I encounter something special today? I don't know. β
"However, a slight change is good, as long as the slightest change is already salvation for me."
Aaron closed the booklet.
"Whew, even if you say that, what can pass through the dome wall? Think about it, stop dreaming, Aaron, you will always be that prisoner, that sinner. And this is also your eternal prison. β
Smiling bitterly, Aaron got up and went outside.
As usual, the gray, dusty, dead wasteland scenery. It's like a nightmare that can never wake up, a stigma engraved on the fire of the soul that will never heal.
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Well, the pseudo-DND type, as a setting party, we originally prepared it from the summer vacation, but all kinds of things plus a little bit of convulsions, and that's it......
In short, "Those Things About Heresy Magicians" will be stopped for the time being before the end of the Dianniang convulsions or ethane, and the new book "Don't you know, are we going to judge angels", if you are interested in reading this chapter, you can go and see if you can still be in the book review area (it is estimated that it is impossible)
Alright, you guys farewell
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PS:β_β [Impossible World] β_ that doesn't cost money to read a book_β so come with peace of mind.,There are a lot of writers who jump to this side in the starting point of the same area.