Volume 1, Chapter 24: A Slap for Song Hui

Even under attack, the fortress remained largely unresponsive, merely weaving a dense web of fire with its batteries to drive away the unseen intruders nearby.

Yet, no one knew where this spatial tunnel led, nor what accidents might occur if one were to venture inside; it was simply too dangerous.

"What's wrong? You don't seem very enthusiastic," Ziyan asked. Qiuyue only gently rubbed his temples, too shy to inquire softly with so many people watching.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't! Officers' orders are to be executed unconditionally—that is the rule! Do you all get it, dammit?!" The captain abandoned the recruit who was vomiting on the ground, turned around, and roared fiercely at the entire squad.

In the harbor of Swift Rain City, massive iron-clad warships appeared before the eyes of the players, creating an immense screen against the sea. The sight left people in awe, and they immediately rushed to the forums to post systematic reports.

He had only taken a stroll back to the novice village; how could he have assumed he was dead? The comrade realized belatedly that his loss of status as the Bishop of True Phoenix City was likely due to this misunderstanding.

The forum post was only a hundred characters or so, lacking in detail and not particularly coherent or provocative, yet it inexplicably set people’s blood boiling. Numerous guild leaders replied, and the forum moderators set the thread to require verified posting privileges.

"Tell me, do you think people change the world, or does the world change people?" Alaric tilted his head, looking at the wolf as he spoke.

When the dust finally settled, the arena had turned into a hell—no, something even worse than hell, for not a single piece of intact flesh remained. It was a veritable slaughterhouse.

"You are an adult, so you don't need to learn with them. I will teach you separately in a moment; you can learn more at once that way," Zhang Donghai said.

He claimed that the people here had invited the Red Han to subdue him, and for this, he harbored deep hatred and resentment in his heart.

"It's getting late. Stop chatting and go to sleep. Hanhan will surely have to take Meng Fan out tomorrow, so get some rest," Yang Xue'e said, carrying Du Han into the bedroom.

Huang Fei and Huang Feng looked very much alike, but Huang Fei’s temperament was far superior. His handsome face, nearly on par with Shen Zhuqing’s, seemed young, yet his brow revealed a sense of vicissitudes—the kind that only comes from experiencing the many facets of the world and the warmth and coldness of human nature.

Recalling that Zhang Rong'er and Lin Yumeng’s minds had finally cleared, she immediately remembered the identity of Du Songren: the owner of the brothel, the mastermind who had ordered the pursuit and killing of Zhang Rong'er. Lin Yumeng felt her brain momentarily freeze.

The sun slowly crawled down the hillside, bathing the mountains in a deep red. Birds returning at dusk sang along the way, flying toward their nests. The evening breeze blew, carrying away the heat of the day and bringing coolness. The group reached a forest located on the mountainside; although there was no water source, it was still a decent choice for setting up camp.

What did Tang Feng fear most at this moment? He feared adding insult to injury, he feared those who would loot a burning house, and he feared that the ninjas descending from the sky would also attack him. However, Tang Feng knew this was inevitable, for this was a premeditated death trap.

Li Tianqi said, "It is normal to feel this way the first time you see such a terrifying scene." He thought of how he had felt the exact same way once, yet now he could speak and laugh in the face of such horror.

Li Tianqi looked at the vast temple, unsure of where to start searching, so he simply followed the worshippers toward the Mahavira Hall.

Finally, during the peak of the bustling crowd, Li Tianqi emerged from his hiding spot. The southern city gate was now guarded by many soldiers, who were carefully inspecting the passing pedestrians.

He saw through Black Wind’s sword technique at a glance; although it was sharp, domineering, and possessed an earth-shaking momentum, it had flaws.

Life is fragile, so once the death ray hits the ground, it is over. The planet might hold out for a while longer, but Kent had to stop the beam before it touched the earth.

Chen Kehan exchanged glances with Zuo Tianyi and the others nearby. Then, they each stood in different positions, holding jade slips in their hands. Driven by Chen Kehan and his companions, the jade slips emitted a hexagram-shaped light formation.

"Holy crap, Brother Qilun really became a god!" Zhao Dahai’s expression stiffened as he stared at Lin Fe, feeling that he was now a riddle, full of mystery.

Including the one in the center, there were five original poison auras in total. A moment later, one could see emerald-green branches sprouting from all five directions.

In this way, Regeni gained the greatest cosmic force and a foothold on Earth. Now, he could slowly begin to conquer other regions of the planet.

In truth, had she not stopped loving him at that very moment? He had turned all her family members into demonic cultivators; he thought that was love, but no, it was just selfishness.

She reached out with her fair hand and pulled gently, causing a massive fissure to emerge from the sky. The crack expanded continuously, ultimately engulfing the entire location where the secret realm was hidden.