Chapter 43

The sunlight grew somewhat scorching. Xuan Tianfei was still not fully adept at this cultivation method, so he had to halt the circulation of his meridians and slowly opened his eyes.

Luo frowned slightly but did not open his eyes. With a casual wave of his hand, countless streams of purple energy shot forth, instantly detonating all the helicopters and satellites in a blaze of fireworks—yet these fireworks had claimed countless lives.

Xing Zeyuan shrugged helplessly. His strength far surpassed Ya Sen’s; no one here could stop him. Those stronger than him each had their own rivals.

After the shockwave dissipated, Xiaoyaozi was about to descend and check the time when a burst of laughter echoed from the sky: “Ha, ha, ha, thank you, Xiaoyaozi.”

Summoners have two skill slots, but currently only one is available; unlocking the other requires 500 life energy.

If Wang Hao and Tai had known what was on each other’s minds, they would have been utterly shocked! Could this be considered an unexpected gain?

When the strategist of the Wildlands proposed this idea, everyone became wary of Mi Senjing. Extremely clever people are always watched, for fear of being unknowingly outwitted.

“...” For the first time, Huo Linxue felt that way—such a beautiful person, with a voice so enchanting. She had never believed in love at first sight, but now, she did.

“What kind of people are they?” Huang Xiaotian furrowed his brow. He knew well the threat posed by the Thunder God’s body to them. Now, lacking sufficient strength, there was definite danger.

Liu Weina sat close to Chen Wei, her ample chest pressing against him, leaving Chen Wei somewhat at a loss.

“Tch!” Shen Lingfei scoffed disdainfully and kicked, while Yan Chenfeng cooperated by rolling off the bed, preparing to shower.

Though Yan Chenfeng could not truly empathize with the emotions after watching that footage, he could understand them to some extent.

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For people like Karp and Aokiji, slave trading was naturally unacceptable. Ironically, however, this industry was sanctioned by the World Government; as long as you paid enough tribute, it was considered legal business.

The next morning, Shen Lingfei lazily leaned against Yan Chenfeng’s chest, sleeping soundly. Aunt Zhang arrived punctually at the door, just about to knock when Abiao immediately came over.

Seeing the monstrous adult insect on the screen, everyone, including Liu Yuer, felt their scalps tingle, wishing they could smash the annoying bug with their shoes.

“Still not telling the truth?” Xiao Ruobing glared down at Lan Song, unleashing the aura of a master whose dark energy was fully honed, as if ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

The Supervisory Office was a very special place, usually led by the hall master. However, in one special circumstance—when the imperial blood awakened—an imperial lord would appear in the office wielding immense power, able to counterbalance the emperor.

Lao G’s strength was well known to Doflamingo. Yet upon learning that the person who killed Lao G was merely a nine-year-old boy, Doflamingo grew intensely wary.

He knew Wei Yiyi was right. After six years apart, not to mention first loves, even siblings might not recognize each other immediately.

Fortunately, everyone who needed saving had been rescued, and the falls were not serious. Otherwise, she would have chased him down to scold him again.

Zheng Yu also understood that the Eight Steeds Servants had always been loyal only to the Zheng clan leader. The Zheng family’s descendants had no authority over them; loyalty had to be voluntary, not forced.

However, this led to significant gunpowder consumption. Luckily, they discovered the large bat cave, and Luo Ming even launched a campaign to collect nitrate, assigning those currently idle to the task with decent results. Thus, for the time being, the gunpowder supply kept pace.

With a bang, the vampire exploded into countless golden bats scattering in all directions.

After a trail of slaughter, Xu Feng and the others finally confronted the first boss of the five-person orc fortress dungeon: the Patroller Gagoma.

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Many believed the Amazon River, flowing through the entire tropical rainforest, would be crystal clear due to the lush surroundings preserving the soil and water.

Taking the elevator down to the basement parking level, it was unclear whether the floor had just been cleaned or if there was a leak somewhere, but there was standing water emitting a pungent smell of hydrogen peroxide.

The next moment, a graceful figure with a dark mask appeared atop a branch, overseeing them from above.

Was there a strength difference in this power? But what he said made sense. “Why did you kill him? We haven’t even interrogated him yet!” What was worse was the brutal method used, which sent chills down his spine.

The next second, just as Dilo noticed Kebi’s palm reaching for him, a “whoosh” sounded and the figure vanished.

With the sound, the soul-splitting blade transformed into a silver-white edge before slowly disappearing into space.

Yet Hailin remained still, looking excitedly at the approaching figure from afar, almost forgetting the pain in her arm.

Sophie’s fireworks distracted the goblins. Seizing the opportunity, Julian pushed off the ground and finally freed himself from the pit.

Just as last time, they densely surrounded the Crown of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

This sensation of faint cracks appearing through the mist made Chen Shi feel a chill strike his heart. To him, the scene before him resembled fissures forming on glass blurred by fog.