HSR Lore and Notes

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====== A Martial Arts Novel That Stopped Updating 300 Years Ago ======
A serialized martial arts novel that was once all the hype in the Xianzhou. What a shame that it hasn't bee updated for a long time.

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In a silent room in the middle of the fleet, a wolf-head Master broke from his meditation and opened his eyes, facing up his fatal enemy.

At the moment, a graceful young lady was standing at the end of the corridor, like a sharp sword unleashing from its sheath. Countless spots of light encircled her, like stars breathing and dancing in the cosmos. If you look closer, you may find that the light spots are sealed in a translucent jar, like shrines immured on walls.

"These Core Esse..." The wolf-head Master uttered, "So they are what you obtained from the divine relic."

"The Master of Immortality only granted us power, but cultivated the seed of the sacred tree in you. How unfair..."

"I put thirty thousand people to death and had the anatomist dissect their live Core Esse for these Esse Shrine. I've made further studies of them."

"My studies have proven me right. The heart is for the sake of sustaining life, and Core Esse is to absorb power from the root. This organ is much more important than the heart. It can be regarded as the 'engine' of the body."

"Now I am using them to propel this fleet, using their organs to destroy their own alliance!"

The wolf-head man lifted off the gorgeous mantle that covered his chest, and revealed a jellyfish-like translucent armor coating his bulging muscles. He inhaled deeply, as if he could consume all the air within this narrow space. In seconds, his hunched body expanded muscle by muscle, and turned into a huge iron tower of flesh. The cracking bones and warping flesh generated a sharp and painful noise during the deformation, and quickly healed.

The wolf-head man has long been used to these pains. As he breathed, a weak glimmer of light overflowed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. His Core Esse started to shine brightly.

"This armor fits well my blood and flesh. It is like it were an organ attached to my body. However, its prowess is yet to be tested."

"My opponents have all turned into balls of flesh with just one blow. Maybe the High-Cloud Quintet can help me know its true limit!"

The lady's eyes were as dark and cold as ice, as if the things happening in front of her were dull and uninteresting.

Thirty thousand soldiers, thirty thousand Core Esse that are kindles of life... She tried not to get distracted by the cruelty of the miracle before her eyes.

The subtle balance between the two sides is hard to maintain. One would take their advantage precisely when they get the chance. The wolf-head man soared forward as a mass of gray storm.

In the next heartbeat, the lady disappeared. The spot she stood before was only left with a sharp footprint. With a flicker of a sword flash, comes a loud sonic boom...

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