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Chapter 837: Not All of Us Are Demigods

“That was hard,” Gary said. “Normally the boss anomalies are huge monstrosities, but this thing…”

He looked down at the odd, seemingly innocuous creature. It was round and purple wi...

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Chapter 836: Academically Unsound

Thunder and lightning assaulted the ground like an army of angry angels. Rain hammered down, turning black dirt into sludge. The air was thick with the smell of ozone, mud and, for the silver-ranke...

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Chapter 835: Paranoid

Lightning struck so fast that the last peal of thunder was still rumbling when the next one set the sky to shuddering. Adventurers took shelter under the forest of iron towers jutting from the blas...

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Chapter 834: When We Worry the Most

“I’m sorry,” Jali Corrik Fen said as she walked alongside Jason in the mountain fortress. The corridors of black stone and red metal were high and wide enough to drive a freight truck through...

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Chapter 833: Binaries

Boris was human-sized and without his wings, but Jason couldn’t help but notice the messenger was still a lot taller. They were still on the beach, Jason in a floral shirt and tan shorts. Boris w...

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Chapter 832: A Decision Made Poorly and in Haste

Jason and Boris were at the beach in Jason’s replica town, sitting in cheap folding chairs. Boris had put away his wings and shrunk himself down to human size, as he typically did around humans. ...

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Podcast part 2 and online convention panels.

TL;DR:

  • Part 2 of the podcast I appeared on last week is out.
  • I will be on some online convention panels this week.
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Chapter 831: Leadership Isn't Easy

Jason walked across the wide grassy meadow where his companions had confronted the avatar. Humphrey followed as they headed for the forest surrounding the area, moving around holes left by giant fe...

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Chapter 830: Right Now

The avatar was gone. Pieces of it had been wrenched away, one by one, and consumed by white fire. The final destruction of the avatar marked the final excision of the god of Undeath's power and Jas...

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A few updates.

TL;DR:

  • I just appeared on a litRPG podcast.
  • Assistaloon is back.
  • Book 10 chapters (699-790) coming down next...

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Chapter 829: Miracles Work on a Different Scale

The avatar of Undeath in Jason’s soul realm wasn’t the melting, beleaguered mess the real thing had been when fighting Gary. It stood as tall as a fifteen-storey building, in the fullness of it...

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Chapter 828: The Hegemon

The contingent making their way through Jason’s soul realm had two groups. One was Jason’s companions, led by Nik and one of Shade’s bodies. The other was Boris and his group of messengers. A...

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Chapter 827: No Limit

Jason’s world was breaking. Trees were rotting and falling over. Buildings crumbled as whole sections fell away, leaving them unable to support their own weight. The ground was turning to purple-...

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Chapter 826: Instinctively Protected

Clan Asano had two domains. One was in Saint-Etienne, France, covering most of the city. The other was close to Nitra, Slovakia, on formerly agricultural land. Both contained astral spaces rich in ...

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Chapter 825: New Power and a Freshly Cooked Batch of Smugness

Jason plunged from his cloud palace head first. His cloak trailed behind him, a black scar against the clear blue sky. His cloak was not a graceful tool of flight, but he had learned from the messe...

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Chapter 824: He Isn't Always Evil and He is Not Always Wrong

Jason floated in the scorching desert air, standing on a small cloud platform. In his hand was his cloud flask, spewing out fog that was adding to the half-complete sky fortress forming in the air....

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Chapter 823: He Likes to Name-Drop

The battlefield was oddly stalled out. Undeath’s army was a spent force, the priests dead or fleeing while the remnant undead were mopped up by the adventurers and their allies. Few of the enemy ...

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It might go horribly wrong

The next new chapter goes out to silver-rank+ patrons in about five minutes from this post going live. This is just to remind you that I'm running the show without my assistant for the next two wee...

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How disturbing, exactly?

Edit: Just to update everyone, I added both tags. I was already leaning in that direction but I wanted some outside perspective before pulling the trigger. The general consensu...

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Chapter 822: It Used to be Completely Dark

The two divine combatants were the unquestionable focus of the battlefield. Looming as tall as houses, they flung powers back and forth. Gary wielded hammers and conjured chains, all wreathed in go...

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See you next month

My airport taxi will get here in about three and a half hours. I'm about to freeze payments, shut down my computer and do the last bit of packing. The new silver-rank chapter is scheduled for relea...

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Chapter 821: Asking For a Lot of Trust

In the dimension-warped M.C. Escher castle Garth had trapped them in, Jason watched Garth move across a bridge that was, from his perspective, upside down. The undead glared at him with the burning...

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Chapter 820: Bit of an Odd Bloke

As soon as the bony hand landed on Jason’s shoulder, the world around him swirled into incomprehensible nonsense, like a stick of dynamite going off in a drum of paint. Jason was both familiar an...

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Chapter 819: A Dangerous Power

Garth had a dangerous power. It didn't come from his stolen hearts but was inherent to his nature as a zemravore. He could kill his aura, eliminating it entirely. This made him utterly invisible to...

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Chapter 818: Risking Everything

In the battle that took place in the underground city of the brighthearts, the priests of Undeath had largely held back. They had what amounted to an infinite supply of the unliving to throw them a...

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Chapter 817: Will he Be Broken

Two cloud vehicles shot through an unclaimed territory, hovering a few metres over the ground. The territory was an icy expanse, but far from a barren waste. In the distance, castles made of ice sp...

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Chapter 816: Messengers Don't Have Hearts

Garth and Jameela were standing atop a hill of red desert rock. Their vast forces spread out on the plateau they were overlooking.

“So, the messengers want this soul forge, whatever that is...

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Chapter 815: Unorthodoxy

The shimmering dome of aura was impenetrable to magical senses, even those of a gold-rank messenger like Fiola Min Kath. She was sitting in one of the trees, having shaped a throne in the branches ...

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Chapter 814: Another Astral King

Mahk Den Kahla was an unhappy messenger. Ever since meeting Boris Ket Lundi, things had been spiralling out of control. Boris was dominant force, his arguments for Mahk handing over his territory c...

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Chapter 813: Small, Easy or Inconsequential

Jason was walking down a wide forest path with the unnamed rabbit by his side. Sunlight passed through the thin canopy, leaving their way well-lit, yet also private and secluded.

“Names are...

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