Volume 1 Chapter 22: What Must Be Done Must Be Done

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The sky suddenly darkened. The five swordsmen, currently locked in fierce combat, looked up in unison and then, with tacit understanding, scattered in five different directions.

Many effects that other engineering support personnel could not achieve were effortlessly realized for Pan An once he stepped in.

The members of the Seven-Star Sword were in no better shape; they too knelt in the deep crater, gasping for air.

"Hey, Junior Brother, still awake so late?" Mai Jiude paused for a moment before the corners of her mouth curled into a charming, sultry smile.

Sect Master Wang spoke, and even as the leader of a sect with vast experience, he still felt a lingering fear whenever he recalled the event.

"Say less. I’ve asked my mother to come over to take care of you and the child. I requested a few days of leave from the military, and the time is almost up." Knowing about Shen Youran’s pregnancy, Lu Yifan felt an inexplicable sense of vexation.

He had consumed the meat of a mutated monster; if he were to eat the meat of an ordinary beast now, it would likely have no effect at all.

After Feiying finished speaking, she did not hesitate. She led the warhorse over, had others help them mount, and assigned a villager specifically to hold the reins and control their direction.

However, Diablo is an ultimate life form; defeating him will likely take a very long time.

The hellhound hurriedly swung its blade with both hands, weaving it into a shield to block the white blade-light.

Yellow sand filled the entire world, while various oases protected by barriers dotted the landscape like scattered pearls.

Staring at the figures before him with a hint of dullness, he shook his head and sighed softly. "Forget it, forget it. Perhaps it is because my level is too low that I only encounter these obscure, nameless characters."

With a roar, the unicorn opened its mouth wide; this time, it did not spew a fireball, but a torrent of water.

The burly man slightly lifted his right foot before planting it as a cross-step. He took a step back with his left foot, heels raised. As he retreated, he pulled his left fist back, thrusting it forward from his chest until it reached mouth level, while his right fist was also retracted and placed under his right ribs.

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Luo Ya was sincerely grateful that his choice had been the right one. The Golden Flame Flying Shuttle was indeed a treasure for escaping; even if you could not defeat your opponent, they would find it difficult to harm your life.

"What exactly is going on with him?" Nie Tu asked Bian Chang. After their recent experience, he was certain that Sikou Mo could neither see them nor hear the sounds they made. Otherwise, the sound of Bian Chang’s hurried footsteps and the loud thud of Nie Tu hitting the ground would have been enough to draw Sikou Mo’s gaze to the rear, yet it hadn't.

Lu Yan actually knew that Daisy was just shy, so he did not pursue her. Daisy had not left the house; instead, she was chatting and laughing with her godmother in the courtyard.

Di He’s residence was located in the center of the Diyuan Mansion, surrounded by countless rooms. It was difficult for outside noise to penetrate, making it very quiet.

Lu Yan was genuinely impressed by Chen Xue’s analysis; she viewed problems with great logic, so he nodded in agreement.

Therefore, aside from continuing the farming theme, the main content of the second volume will unfold through these Pokémon.

Pawmot flew over, affectionately rubbed against Zhi Shu’s cheek, and then flew into the room to drink some water.

A cold expression flashed in his eyes. He rushed forward, shoved the two bodyguards trying to stop him aside, and delivered a flying kick directly at Chen Du, who was pinning Chen Xiaoxiao down.

Although the caller ID read [Fang Yu], it was a nickname she had specifically modified so that every time she saw him calling, she could feel a momentary thrill, letting her believe for a split second that she was talking to her idol.

"Okay." Jing Tian nodded slightly, her fingers subconsciously stroking the cover of the script, feeling a bit anxious about the upcoming dialogue.

This was a clash between two peerless swords. Duan Siyao’s sword intent was pure, carrying a decisiveness that could cut through anything.

Fang Yu was not one to suffer a loss; following Liu Yifei’s lead, he smeared a large dollop of foam on her nose.

Li Xiao hurried toward the wooden house, and the Old Immortal searched everywhere as well, but Yan Yan seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace of her aura behind.

"Royal Mother, please keep watch outside and do not let anyone in. I must treat the Empress," Yan Yan said to Noble Consort Liu.

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Yue Feng sighed inwardly. Life was becoming impossible; just for a high-level order, he had to accept every unreasonable demand from the client.

As a being born not long ago, although it inherited certain memories and personality traits from its creator at birth, possessing extremely high intelligence.

The coordination of body, mind, and consciousness was like an unshelled egg tossed into warm water, beginning to heat up and cook.

Those present knew something of the He family’s situation. He Bai’s appearance did not elicit ridicule, but rather sighs from everyone. Yang Xunan was particularly moved; seeing He Bai sobbing uncontrollably, his own eyes turned red, feeling an inexplicable sense of grievance on his behalf.

How terrifying was she? She was not yet twenty years old and possessed a frightening capacity for growth. If given another twenty years, who knew what the situation would be like then?

"I advise you not to put up any unnecessary resistance. With Esdeath captured, your army has no chance of victory," Najenda shook her head and said to those below.

Suddenly, a terrifying backlash of power nearly shattered his physical body and scattered his soul, causing several secret techniques to grind to a halt.

Wu Fan’s eyelid twitched as he saw the opponent ignore everyone else around him and lunge straight toward him.

The Demon Luo Emperor did not look at the two men; with a casual wave, a gust of wind swept Li Yifan and Qin Xuan off the stage. The two were unable to rise again, forced to watch helplessly as their master howled in pain.

At the mention of this, she suddenly flared up, unwilling to be close to him anymore, pushing him away to sit separately.

Compared to him, the other party seemed to value Jing Haoyong more, even making him the "second-in-command," the only person in the team besides the leader who could issue orders.

If it were an ordinary prodigy, death was just death; after all, life and death are fated. But it was different for a prodigy on the True Dragon Ranking; each one was a uniquely gifted existence.