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Azure, a reclusive seventy-year-old man, seeks peace on a remote island left to him by his parents, where he plans to live out his final years in solitude. However, his quiet life is shattered when a mysterious light strikes him, initiating a fusion with an enigmatic "Nexus of Creation" system. The system informs Azure that he has only one year left to live unless he successfully creates and advances a civilization, ultimately evolving into a higher lifeform to extend his life.

Creating Civilization In My Private Island

The beast thrashes, its tail whipping toward Azure with crushing force. He raises the spear horizontally, channeling prana into it. The impact sends him skidding back, his feet digging into the rocky ground.

"Its scales are tougher than expected," He thought. "I need to aim for the joints or soft spots."

The creature lunges again, this time opening its maw wide to swallow him whole. Azure channels prana into his legs, leaping high into the water just as the jaws snap shut beneath him. Mid-air, he twists and drives the Abysswalker downward, aiming for the exposed section of its neck. The spear pierces through, drawing a gush of dark ichor that stains the water.

The beast bellows, the sound reverberating through the chasm. It thrashes wildly, its tail whipping in a wide arc. Azure barely manages to dodge, the tail smashing into a nearby rock formation, shattering it into fragments.

Chapter 121: Deep Crystal Everywhere