MTL - Sword of Coming - Chapter 1043 Who is three feet above the head

Wonderful wizards mix and match Western magic and Eastern mysticism, and become the most unexpected wizard or Taoist priest in the world.

Tom: Watch out Vijay, Tiger Tank!

Vijay: Shrink quickly, just missing a keychain, hehe…

Tom: The mummy is resurrected, run

Vijay: What are you panicking about? Come and get a corpse talisman, stop first, just squatted in the pit and forgot to bring toilet paper…

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What is it like to own an abandoned oil town in the West? At first, Xu Xing simply wanted to provide some convenience for travel enthusiasts and camping enthusiasts traveling by car to the northwest.

However, it has been out of control since then…

The stall has been upgraded to a convenience store with a unique style, the instant noodles cooked in an earthen pot have been transformed into a restaurant that provides hot and authentic beef noodles, and the shack has been transformed into a hotel that is unique in the country and can look up at the deep starry sky. The tire point has been upgraded to become a gas station and maintenance station….

after that,

The town unknowingly became the size of a small county town…sixth tier, fifth tier, fourth tier, third tier…a few years later it became the only new first-tier city in the northwest Gobi Desert…

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Introduction One:When Jiang Shouzhong finally resolved to help his wife vanquish demons and uphold the righteous path of the human world, he saw nothing but piles of white bones. Standing atop the battlefield of Asuras, the demoness was none other than his former wife.——Introduction Two:Above the temple halls, beneath the rivers and lakes, where the world of humans and demons divide, along the righteous and evil paths, countless charismatic individuals weave lives full of fireworks, unable to exhaust the tales of snow, moon, wind, and flowers.Kings and generals, peddlers and pawnbrokers, scholars and swordsmen, fiends and phantoms, they are all but pages in a book—each of varying thickness, some with twists and turns, others dull and ordinary, filled with ups and downs, joy and sorrow, or a mix of good and evil, with causes and effects unending.And the book of Jiang Shouzhong's life is undoubtedly the most captivating of all.——

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”