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 "Can't we destroy the instrument?"
 "The resonance between the instrument and the musician is even closer than that of husband and wife or blood relationship. If he senses any damage to the instrument, we will lose the initiative. Whether he plans a large-scale sacrifice or attacks forcefully, we will be powerless. "
 Ye Qingxuan responded, "We just…"
 "It is impossible." Wolf Flute right away understood what Ye Qingxuan was thinking. "You have not seen the sacrifice, so you do not understand. As long as a dark musician plays and sings the evil praise, it will be enough to attract Satan's eyes. The voice of praise will cover the whole town. When all the people can only see their own blood as it exudes from their skin, flowing into the river, all the lives will be taken by the palms of the abyss. This process can take up to three hours because the musician's performance is only the base tone and the sacrifice is the main part of praise. This is the most annoying point of the evil cult-even if it is easy to kill him, it is difficult to stop his sacrifice from fighting back. However, Hyakume is not a generous God. Sacrifice is also a very strong torture for the musician himself, so unless the circumstances are extreme, he will not use it so easily. "
 Hearing Wolf Flute's words, Ye Qingxuan turned silent. "So, do we have to do that?"
 "Yes, this is the best way." Wolf Flute said, "Ye, I'm sorry, but I can't do anything either."
 "How about the town's garrison? And…"
 "For musicians, the number of ordinary people does not matter. Adding them on will be just adding more casualties." Wolf Flute's eyes became cold. "I am sorry that I brought him here. I will not let him continue the damage. I have an even more important mission to accomplish. If I don't complete it, there will be hundreds of times more dead people than those that died in the town."
 In silence, he turned his head and stared at Victor.
 Victor's face gradually became paler.
 "Sorry, although I do not know you, I have to give this task to you. This is not forced by the Musician Act, but I hope you can understand the truth." He touched Victor's shoulder. "This is my personal request, thanks…"
 His words stopped abruptly, because the palm of his hand did not fall, but was caught by another palm from the side, making him unable to move.
 He never thought that the Eastern youth's arms had such a strong force, like vices.
 Victor was stunned. Wolf Flute turned and looked down at the youth in surprise.
 "Ye, not now…" Wolf Flute tried to figure out what to say, but saw the juvenile looking up, his white hair shining like silver medal in the candlelight, his dark pupils glaring at him.
 "I will go." Ye Qingxuan whispered. "The Rain Artist saw me before. If I hold the instrument, he won't doubt it."
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 When Ye Qingxuan walked out of the room, he saw the Father silently standing at the end of the corridor. The priest stared at him quietly with complicated feelings.
 Ye Qingxuan bowed his head in silence. When he walked by the Father, he whispered, "Sorry for letting you down, Father. I'm probably not the material of a priest."
 The Father was silent, letting him leave through the church door, carrying the black box. The old dog did not know what happened, and cheerfully followed him and left.
 Soon, Wolf Flute pushed the wheelchair out of the room.
 "This is the recruitment of a musician which I have no control over. But there is one thing I want you to understand," Father Bann suddenly said softly, "I am telling you on behalf of the church representative that if something happens to him, but you are still alive, you will pay a big price for your mistake."
 "He will come back alive," whispered Wolf Flute. "Even if I'm dead."
 Then, he looked at the night outside the church, and could not help but sigh. He continued to push the wheelchair to the scheduled location.
 In his mind, he still saw the youth's expression while he said those words-solemn and peaceful, and even… a smile that he had not perceived. It was the smile of a moth flying towards the flame with no thought of returning.
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 Since his escape in the evening, Ye Qingxuan had been in coma for an hour. When he went back to the street, it was already late at night.
 In the silent dark night, there were no pedestrians.
 Ye Qingxuan walked alone in the street, hearing the yellow dog's footsteps behind him. Beside him, Old Phil looked up. Its eyes were still disgusted, not understanding what Ye Qingxuan wanted.
 Seeing Old Phil's fearless eyes, Ye Qingxuan suddenly became more relaxed.
 For so many years since he come to the city far away from Avalon, things and people had changed, but Old Phil still accompanied him, not caring about the "little brother" being a lazy waste, but often catching some dead mice to feed him for which Ye felt gratitude.
 "Old Phil, go back." Ye Qingxuan squatted down, touched its collar and softly said, "Thank you for being with me for all these years."
 Old Phil tilted its head and looked at him, seeming to not understand what he was talking about. After a long time, it reached out its claws and patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder twice. It was its sign of encouragement which nobody knew where it learned it from.
 Old Phil barked and yawned, then turned away. At the end of the street it looked back at Ye, then embarked on the road home.
 Under the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan watched as Old Phil walked further away. He lowered his head, untied the silver rope on the black box, and tore off the seal.
 Cold river water from the cracks in the box dripped on the ground, leaving a wet trail. Wolf Flute had hand-carved the seal to lock the resonance of the instrument. But now, with the rope unlocked, it once again began to tremble, and issued a call to its owner.
 Ye Qingxuan quietly waited and recalled the voice of Wolf Flute.
 "Rain Artist is not a hard-to-find singer, nor is he a talented scholar. I don't know how much he knows of the Runes, but it is certain that most of his ability relies on the instrument. So, as long as you take it, Rain Artist will come to you, but he won't use too powerful of a music score. This will be the opportunity to take advantage. But you have to be careful. Hyakume has often given his attendant some strange abilities and props."
 Wolf Flute had stroked the flute on his knee, coldly. "Your task is only to lure him out. Once he appears, the instrument should be destroyed, and you should leave quickly. I will follow you in the dark and it will be my task to deal with him," Ye Qingxuan silently recalled ensuring that there was not any misunderstanding.
 In the silence, he heard the sound of ocean waves from the distance, echoing the fear in his heart. It resounded in his chest.
 He heard the sound of his heart beat, chaos, panic and trembling uneasily.
 'If I die, will the Father be sad? He is a qualified parent. He adopted me and condoned my rebelliousness for so many years. Also, Old Phil and Victor. Will they be fine in the future?' Ye Qingxuan's thoughts suddenly paused and his imagination stopped.
 He finally heard the footsteps from afar, so low and so quiet.
 "He came," he whispered to himself. Ye Qingxuan turned to stare at the place where the sound came from, and suddenly, he no longer felt afraid.
 Obviously he was filled with fear and uneasiness, but his heart suddenly became calm, the blood still flowing, like the ice water flowing in a glacier, so quiet and so peaceful.
 "It may just be me! Come on," he whispered, "Either Musician, or monster, or fate, I will not be afraid."
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 In the silence, the moonlight shone down.
 Under the dim light, someone walked heavily out from the darkness, as if he were carrying a very heavy weight, or as if he had a serious injury. His footsteps staggered, dragging his body, exhibiting great difficulty to move forward.
 He went under the moonlight. He stiffly looked up and saw Ye Qingxuan and smiled. The ax he dragged on the ground sparked happily.
 He came!
 "But it is not right," a voice suddenly called in Ye Qingxuan's heart, "This is not right…"
 The vaguely familiar shadow wore a gray leather coat. His face was shrouded under a dark hood, and the ax in his hand reflected the moonlight.
 The heavy ax was dragged across the ground with sparks flying. The man raised it high above his head as if trying to cut off the moon, and then he rushed over, screaming with madness.
 "No!" Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized.
 But it was too late.
 A desolate flute suddenly sounded, as falcons rushed into the sky, higher and higher!
 It rose with a swaying melody and then descended from the sky, sweeping the earth, and the earth began to tremble. The flute music swayed like a ghost, issuing a call.
 Then dust flew into the sky. Wrapped by the moonlight, it trembled and blurred, forming a concrete shape. It walked on the ground, silver hair flying in the wind, like the moonlight torrent.
 Sharp shouts burst from its mouth. It jumped up from the ground and into the air, revealing its large stature. It was a huge…wolf?
 With the call, a number of the same giant wolves jumped from the eaves and the walls. The speed was like a road of silver trajectory circling in the fog. Just for a short moment, they came before the man, stopping the sharp ax in his hand.
 Under the wolves' attacks, the fine iron ax was like mud. It broke and splintered. At the same time, his legs broke too. The wolves rushed on, completely splitting the corpse, but stopped suddenly at the end.
 "Wolf Flute, stop!" Ye Qingxuan shouted, "He is not the Rain Artist."
 The wolves instantly stopped. They stared at the man in the pool of blood. A dozen pairs of green eyes stared at him, making him shudder.
 He suppressed his overwhelming fear, and walked into the pool of blood. He forced himself to tear off the hood, and stood, shocked.
 This person could not be the Rain Artist.
 Under the moonlight, he recognized that ugly and swollen face!
 This man was Pippen, the lumber in town! He looked very ugly, because he went through a serious illness when he was young. Although he was always drunk, he was a very good person who had helped many street kids. Because his appearance was so frightening, he had to live in the wood hut in the far end of the town, only the stray cats accompanying him.
 'But why did he come here? Why did he raise his weapon towards me?'
 In shock, he saw Pippen's pupils suddenly move. A black dot spread through the white eyes.
 Pippen started…laughing?!
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 Music and aether, an omnipresent element, is the source of all power. Musicians used music scores and alchemy to control the aether and defeated the natural catastrophe Leviathan, saving the world. But more catastrophes are awakening…
 However, Ye Qingxuan has a different reason to become a musician—he just wants to find his father and know why his family was exiled.
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 I have discussed with the editor that I will become a V on May 2nd. I will update three chapters on the day of becoming a V. 
 Pre-collecting "My Vests Are All Villains" 
 This copywriting 
 Bai Xuan died on his sickbed due to a serious illness. 
 After his death, he accidentally got a system. 
 He started his journey of multiple vests. 
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 The cold and lonely white-clothed swordsman, the holy angel of light under the sun, the terrifying king of all ghosts in the dark, the charming nine-tailed fox hidden in the human world, and the devil Satan sleeping in hell. 
 All of them are him. 
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 Gu Qingchuan, the white-clothed swordsman who has a great reputation in Chinese history, appears in the human world. 
 The holy and kind angels suddenly found that their long-lost archangel had returned. 
 In the dark ghost world, the eerie and terrifying ghost king suddenly awakened. 
 The nine-tailed fox in the Chinese legend attracted countless demons to come one after another. 
 The devil king sleeping in hell opened his eyes. 
 ...... 
 Humans, demons, ghosts, angels, demons, etc. 
 were all shocked. 
 * 
 There should be more vests than the copywriters. 
 The protagonist was reborn in his original world, with the background of modern society with supernatural monsters, which can be regarded as an urban supernatural series. 
 There are many races in the protagonist's world, but the protagonist, as an ordinary person, did not know it at the beginning.
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 [The work “Dawn Era” has been ordered by Wan Jun, the exquisite work “Chonglin Monitor Lizard”, quality assurance]
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 “No one stands in the sky from the beginning 
 Either you or me, even God 
 But the empty window period of the throne of this day is also over. 
 From now on, I stand on top ” 
 Lan Ran looked at the bright Ben Yu in front of her eyes, and smiled across the corner of her mouth. 
 “Is the world of a ninja? What a fun trip.” 
 Behind him, a young girl with a shower head and a costume bundle, Mirror Hua Shuiyue, knelt on the ground, and the black pupils reflected only one person’s existence. 
 Here is the strongest Soul Killer! For nothing! Step! Ghost Road! 
 Kill the fist and walk away from the ghost, and watch Lan Ran take control of Naruto and climb to the throne.
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 Her name was Ruphas Mafahl, a great woman dreaded as the Black-Winged Overlord.
 She was too strong, too fast, and too beautiful…
 However, she was defeated by Heroes who opposed her ferocity, and her ambition was brought to an end.
 ――or so went the story of our protagonist’s in-game character, whose body he now possesses for some reason in a world 200 years after Ruphas’ downfall. Follow our protagonist as he becomes unnecessarily feared by his surroundings and unnecessarily worshiped by his former subordinates as he―or now she―cheerfully travels around this fantasy world.
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 Chi Yiyin is regarded as a top horror novelist, and everyone who has read his books said it was like being followed by fear itself. 
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 While exploring a haunted house at night to find inspiration, Chi Yiyin was dragged into another world. 
 It’s a crazy and dangerous world, full of ghosts and fallen god. Even if human beings awakened their blood, they could still only survive in insignificant ways, and if they made one wrong step, they will usher in tragic death.
 However, when the other players were scared to death and could barely survive, Chi Yiyin took out his small notebook: “This is truly terrifying, it can be used as inspiration.”
 The ghost froze: ? Please respect me, thank you.
 The next moment, the ghost was sealed into Chi Yiyin’s notebook and became his tool ghost. The ghost was dumbfounded.
 All ghosts that were successfully written into words by Chi Yiyin will be sealed in his book for his use.
 In the game world, rumor about a human began to circulate—— 
 Chi Yiyin is here! Scared me to death, run!
 The fallen god sits on top of the game world, full of loathing.
 However, He saw the dazzling starlight, traversing the world against all odds, and came to Him.
 He loves me. 
 The fallen god thought to himself.
 Then this world that should have been destroyed has meaning to continue existing – for him, the sun rises.
 “Don’t write about those crooks, I can be your strength. Fill your book with my name, and you will become a new god, and I, your most faithful believer.”
 The fallen god kissed deeply: “I will give you a god, full of devotion and belief.”
 People who were eagerly waiting for Chi Yiyin’s new book discovered, the top horror novelist actually wrote a love story??
 Chi Yiyin announced with a smile: “Yes, I’m in love.”
 “With a god.”
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 “Huh? There is a data panel? Let’s explode it!”
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 Lou Fan is an ordinary person, nothing special. However, after being suddenly drawn into the mission world, he found himself quite special-very lucky to be exact!
 When other people’s whole team is destroyed, his team passed with everyone intact; other people can’t find equipment, they get rewards from NPC; other people’s spirit weapons are used as decorations, while their spirit weapons leveled up like a rocket.
 Lou Fan: Although I’m lucky, my strength is terrible…
 Qin Tan: I will never waste time talking rubbish if I can just take action. Alright, who of you is my opponent?
 NPC: No! We just want to kneel down and call Dad!
 This terrifying lucky king not only robs players of equipment, but the important thing is that he doesn’t even let go of NPCs!!! A violent but unlucky guy and a weak but lucky king teaming up, the NPCs decided to resign. They couldn’t do this job!
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 The magical light flickered in the sky and the earth, and the knight’s charge made the earth tremble.
 The demon tide rises again, and the world goes back and forth. The great magic wave sweeping the entire multiverse is here again, the history buried in the dust reappears, and the myths such as the elves, dwarves, and ancient dragons that have gone away return.
 In this wonderful time period, a traveler from another world came across time and space.
 I want to be a master, but he doesn’t allow it.
 Warriors are just fine.
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 After breaking up with his girlfriend, he accidentally acquired a genius system and rose from there against the heavens, becoming invincible.. 
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 Zhang Qiu is an archaeology undergraduate. One month ago, he went to Qinling Mountains with a group of archaeologist doctorate students led by Prof. Fang, to study the newly discovered ancient tomb. While the people were excited to open the tomb, Zhang Qiu was pushed back, and accidentally fell into an opening. Before he fainted, he saw a pair of red eyes staring at him. When woke up, he discovered that he was deflowered! QAQ he remembered the deeds and often dreamed of it.
 Later, he was having symptoms of a pregnant woman.
 After coming back to his hometown, his dad confirmed his fears. Both father and son went to seek help from his dad’s older brother, who ZQ had never met. Who would have thought, Zhang Baba had a dark past and ZQ also found out his Zhang Family was not an ordinary family at all.
 While being kidnapped and tomb raiding, ZQ fell for a man with long hair, who always took care of him. This is where he discovered he was BENT! Can’t resist beauty!
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 Shao Ci was bound to the ‘Befriending the Most Powerful Person’ system. After crossing through, only then did he discovered that as long as a more powerful person emerge, this unscrupulous system will immediately change the ‘capture’ target….
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 “Shi Mu…”
 Thought for a moment, then said, “I’m male.”
 “….”
 What can she do? In a world where the plot centers around love and disregards the storyline, the only ones that can protect themselves are males. Only, she didn’t expect that one night, big BOSS suddenly told her:
 “I want to be on top. If you make me happy, I’ll occasionally let you get on top too.”
 “??????”
 What the f*ck did you say?
 In order to not get caught, Shi Mu concealed her gender, trained hard for abs, got a tan, developed her morality, intelligence, and physicality, but in the end-
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