Chapter 57
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If the apocalypse is inherently beyond salvation, where should Wang Zhen go from here? Should he summon heroes only to repeat past mistakes?
At this moment, the top two positions on the military merit leaderboard both belonged to the [Feather] organization, and their scores had both reached the millions, leaving a massive gap ahead of the third place. This caused many Tier 8 transcendents to sit on pins and needles.
All Li Puyu wanted was to disrupt the financial order of these nations while quietly acquiring precious metals for himself. As for the flaws in those counterfeit banknotes, Li Puyu reckoned even British currency inspectors would be unable to detect them.
"Brother Puyu, it is time for the warship launching ceremony." Seeing that Li Puyu was staring at the aircraft carrier below as if somewhat mesmerized and even losing track of time, Zhou Yanfang hurried to his side and whispered a reminder.
Even the shop's door was shut, which left him somewhat puzzled. In broad daylight, when foot traffic was at its peak, why would the shopkeeper keep the door closed?
And now, that sickle was grasped firmly in his hands. With his own hands, he cleaved the zombie and the tentacles in two, bringing an end to Forgiveness's incessant curse.
It was currently the Qingming Festival season, and the sky was veiled in a hazy mist. Yuan Ying wandered leisurely all the way, heading straight for the Broken Bridge.
At the mere thought that before long, Lin Feng might be locked in combat with Shangguan Rongyao or even Madam Mo, a sense of mounting triumph swelled within his heart.
Recalling that blindingly swift and uncanny movement technique, Scoundrel Zhao had already mentally categorized Wang Zhen among non-human entities. He finally gained a firsthand appreciation of what the people from the An Corporation meant by the "flying man in the air."
Lu Long carried a blue travel backpack, while Li Dahu shouldered a larger dark-cyan travel backpack, both packed to the brim.
After spending several days and exerting tremendous effort, Garong Tsangmo finally made the Tibetans understand that this was not divine power; yet, after all these days, its sheer destructiveness left every single Tibetan's heart gripped with terror.
"This youngster is not older than the previous one we encountered; he is not to be feared!" that bold demon analyzed earnestly.
Bai Yan smiled and said, "It is no matter. Among Elder Feng's four attendants, only Fenghua managed to survive that war; they are not so easily dealt with."
Behind him, the 1,700 Gengwu warriors also raised their double-bitted axes high, roaring in unified response. Then, striding forward and bellowing like lions and tigers, they charged toward the 3,300 Albanian heavy infantrymen opposite them.
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Si Xin's mother turned her head and said, "Look at that temper of yours, you've frightened the children. Aren't they all back now? What are you getting angry about?"
"I accept! My goal has always been to reach the pinnacle of strength!" Jiang Shan replied with a resolute look in his eyes.
Ignoring Vladimir's ferocious glare that seemed poised to devour him, Odil stubbornly persisted in standing up to his commander, courting death by challenging the authority of the Lion of Yanyan.
Hu Mingchen did not wish to see his childhood friend continue down a path of mediocrity and eventual poverty in the future. However, heaven helps those who help themselves.
The moment the voice of the Northern Capital Martial Palace Master fell, a boiling warlike intent permeated the space outside the hall.
"Rest assured, Master, I know what must be done." Xue Rengui excitedly led two to three thousand men and set off. Moreover, the previous fortifications and traps had already been set up long ago. He simply hadn't expected the Goguryeo army to move so slowly, which allowed him to prepare even more traps in the meantime.
Before Shen Nanqiao could finish her assurances, Ye Yuntian could no longer restrain himself. His large hand tightly gripped her arm with a force that felt as though it might snap her bones.
"What kind of adult am I? You're being too formal, just call me Brother Bai." White Impermanence smiled gently. With this smile, his tongue lolled out and flopped onto the ground.
People often say that doctors can heal others but cannot heal themselves, and this held true for Lin Nuannuan as well. She could advise others eloquently, but if she were forbidden from traveling to Jiangnan, she would never be able to move past the hurdle in her heart.
Jun Wuji knew that these men in black were not ordinary assassins; they were individuals who had undergone rigorous training, akin to secret guards.
Minsi spoke to Prajna in an unkind tone. While talking, he walked over to me, picked me up, and placed me gently on the couch.
"Wife, there is something I must tell you. Dad just called a moment ago and shared some earth-shattering good news with me. Do you want to know what this incredible news is?" Xiao Yan said with a smile.
As the key contributor who ensured the smooth convening of the Korean Assembly, he was remarkably oblivious, and his so-called privilege was hardly high-class at all.
Yun Chi felt that when this heavenly fire circulated together with the drop of extreme-yang essence blood in her Dantian, they automatically absorbed the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, causing an endless, inexhaustible surge of spiritual power to well up within her body.
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The seven emotions and six desires of human beings are far too easily exploited; people often become trapped within the illusions they create and find themselves unable to escape—much like Yun Chi and Luo Minfeng, who were currently suffering in extreme agony. Rippling the water gently with her hands, it felt exceedingly bored. Success came far too easily, robbing it of any sense of achievement.
Jiang Dongyu sneered. If he hadn't guessed Xu Sanshu's identity, how could he have failed to suppress the inner turbulence of his own malice?
Lin Jianlan truly had not expected that uttering those words in such a setting could trigger such a massive mutiny. The heavily armored warriors still struggled to maintain order, but unless the fury of the populace could be quelled, it would inevitably culminate in bloodshed—a large-scale, violent suppression of civilians.
Whether it succeeded or not would be up to fate, but defeat must not come at his own hands. Although Lin Jianlan felt this mindset was somewhat base, he found himself with no other path left to choose.
The person beside him shifted uneasily, a trace of joy in their voice as they said, "Young Master Lin, you haven't mistaken the person this time." With that, they lowered their head and began to sob softly.
"Why?" Meiguo had just been pondering the credibility of this matter. Hearing him directly tell her not to go, she was surprised, yet she still wished to know the reason.
Over the past half-month, in order to wipe out the human fleet before them, the demon race had paid a heavy price. Now, though they gritted their teeth and cursed humanity for being despicable, they were utterly helpless.
Pu Wanwan fiercely stepped on Su Yiran's foot nearby, glaring at him with continuous hints: You really just had to bring up the one sore subject everyone avoids!
As early as twenty years ago back at the Wood Heart Sect, Song Lin had known that Yue Hun's strength far exceeded his own. However, with Song Yishang and Song Hu present now, Yue Hun could hardly afford to do anything to him.
"Why are you telling me all this? Could it be that you want me to stay out of it?" Lin Yaqing asked with a playful smile on her face.
For a time, we were all heavy with thoughts. The fifteen-square-meter space fell completely silent, and the sound of each other's breathing could be distinctly heard. What on earth were they remembering?
The two stood with their backs to the light, preventing Lin Hongfeng from seeing the expression of deep concern on Lin Longqing's face. She only heard him softly call out, "Sister, how have you been lately?" Yet his tone was laden with a myriad of conflicting emotions.
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