Chapter 27
"You two bastards, you are asking for death! I will definitely pay you back for this!" Coldface shouted, clutching his head with both hands.
Ye Xiu remained noncommittal to Huang Menghu's intercession on behalf of Zhang Baiyou; he offered no stance and no response. His gaze was incredibly sharp, and despite the thick, dense fog, he identified the true nature of those black dots at a single glance.
Meanwhile, on the opposite wall, the cannon-fodder Tier 1 zombies were piling up, stacking one atop another to raise the ground level; for them, death seemed to be their ultimate mission.
How to face this? The doppelgänger of the backlash entity could not give up; such a concept simply did not exist in its nature. At this moment, it felt something truly wondrous—all it desired, in this fleeting instant, was to survive.
Taixuan withdrew his six desires, falling into a state of tranquility and non-action, merging with all things in preparation for the Wind and Fire Tribulation.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. To Su Chen, the high mortality rate was accompanied by equally high rewards; if he were lucky enough to obtain that supreme treasure, it might be the moment he finally soared.
Taking a breath, Chen Jin prepared to leave. He sensed powerful auras rushing toward his position, likely drawn by the massive commotion here.
The match began with a deafening roar of cheers, but the competition ended before the volume of those cheers could even reach its peak.
"You, you, what are you trying to do? I’m telling you, don’t mess around, or you, you’ll definitely die a horrible death. My, my brother-in-law is Sidu Yunfei!" The 'Black-Hearted Wolf' stared in shock as the fat sheep he had targeted finished pummeling his group of fierce warriors into a pile on the ground and began walking toward him.
"No one will believe it. I knew it, I knew it," the handsome young man whispered. His appearance was incredibly youthful, yet his voice was raspy beyond measure.
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Next, the man threw out a jade slip. Yun Fan’s consciousness invaded the slip, and after a brief scan, his face lit up with joy. "It is indeed the formula for the Five-Poison Pill. Agreed."
As for the youth competing, he was the dark horse of this tournament, having secured second place at the eighth level of the Mortal Shedding Realm. The one who took first place was his cousin, Qi Yang.
An aged voice echoed in Mi Dou’s ears. Bei Mingzi, who had been silent for a long time, let out a sigh, followed by a surge of heroic spirit that illuminated the entire world of the Blood Dragon Seed Life Rod.
It only poked half its head out, as if its body were completely wedged in the door, unable to break free.
"Oh, you’re so annoying," Ling Yunxi said with feigned anger, but her tone held more of a coquettish charm, making her appear all the more delicate and lovely.
He looked at the handsome Second Prince, then turned his gaze toward the honest and endearing First Prince.
"The situation is definitely more serious than we currently know, so we must act in advance to prevent all these years of hard preparation from falling apart completely due to a few traitors," Zhou Shichang said with great composure, though his eyes were filled with anxiety.
Mi Dou exhaled in slight relief, frowning and pondering: Who could have bypassed the many Spirit Scholars in the manor to ransack his room, and what were they looking for?
He didn't know how long he had been murmuring when Tang Yi suddenly opened his eyes. He pointed his Frost Sword toward the location of the mercenaries below, and instantly, countless snow and ice fell from the sky, crashing down upon them.
He heard that this common language exam could be taken in any star system, so he thought he would prepare for a few more days.
In the Frenzied Wind Squadron, He Qinglian waved her arm, and the wings of the warship unfurled, erupting with a dazzling light. As this light appeared, the golden warship—which had been nearly crippled by the 'Sword Drifting Like Snow' warship—suddenly moved, its surface undergoing a strange transformation.
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The logs had not been deleted, but there had been no activity from the mecha for the past six months; instead, there were several program activity logs within the control system.
Stepping through the city gate and paying the two-crystal entry fee, Chu Yan finally entered Profound Fire City.
Wearing a loose bathrobe and a casually draped coat, Yuan Zhan looked haggard, his face covered in stubble and his hair draped messily over his shoulders.
"If I don't see your villa master in ten minutes, you will all die," Xiang Yu stared at the two guards on either side, his tone devoid of any warmth.
Li Changlin was naturally oblivious to all of this. Had he known the intentions of these former shareholders, he would surely have intervened.
Half an hour later, the warship contacted the port of Skyfire Star. After paying a hefty docking fee, it slowly pulled into a berth. Once moored, Song Ming and the others filed out from the *Sky One* warship.
The Zombie King cackled, emitting a hideous, shrill cry. At this moment, it was treating Song Ming like a toy, playing with him in the palm of its hand using demonic energy as if he were a spinning top.
The silver moonlight slowly receded, and golden threads of dawn light filtered through the cracks in the window, seeping into the inner chamber, dazzling and bright.