Chapter 30

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When the seal was lifted, the Hidden God Sect leader and Xu Hai used their minds to scan the stone inscription, revealing a vast topographic map of mountainous terrain.

“What’s wrong?” Han Shui’er frowned in confusion. Although her cooking didn’t reach the lofty standards Jing Moxuan demanded, it was still quite decent.

“Who is Officer Lu Xuehua!” Early in the morning, two American military police wearing helmets marked with “MP” arrived at the command center.

“What’s going on? Why are so many people suddenly injured?” Luo Fei had already summoned all available healers from the Dan Hall to assist, but while one group of wounded had yet to recover, another batch kept arriving.

“Evil monster armies are attacking from all directions—north, south, east, and west. There are millions, no, perhaps hundreds of millions,” the Night God Se said with an unusually cold expression.

Wang Peng chuckled, “No problem, just call anytime!” With that, he disappeared outside, quietly closing the door behind him as per usual.

“Bro, what’s wrong?” Gu Yu asked in puzzlement. What could have unsettled Tie Zheng so much? His expression suggested he had witnessed something terrifying.

At dinner, Li Dapeng was still nowhere to be seen, and Li Nan no longer pressed the issue, seeming to have maintained a decent state of mind.

The fat man slowly opened his eyes, noticing the sky was tinged with blue and feeling a burning sensation beneath his rear.

Upon hearing this, Ling Dang’er’s heart instantly sank. She lowered her gaze, her eyelids drooping, a look of deep disappointment etched across her face. It seemed she was very reluctant to be given away by Li Nan.

As Su Yi took his position, Bai Shou Meng Tian unleashed his ultimate move, charging into the Blue Zone to help Su Yi locate the five enemies.

Ah Gai and Zhang Liang immediately cast a second-skill magic array, continuously attacking alongside Su Yi’s masterful strikes to seize the Blue Buff.

When Zhu Li arrived, he happened upon a group of Imperial Spirits sitting in the courtyard beside the Spirit Tower, sipping tea.

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So he did not rush to push the lane but instead controlled the minion wave, ready to retreat to his own tower at any moment.

This scene seemed simple but carried an inexplicable awe. Fang Shuchen held his breath for a long while before exhaling deeply.

These scions of capitalists reap the common folk like chives; Su Chen simply reap their chives in return—perfectly fair and just.

She instinctively opened her mouth but forced it shut again, swallowing the icy seawater that flowed in, cooling her overheated mind.

His pupils suddenly dilated. The person in his sight had not moved, yet—when had Hall turned around and intercepted his attack?

It was only on the twenty-ninth day of this time travel that Zhu Li finally boarded the plane back to Shuntian Prefecture.

After gulping down several mouthfuls of water, Chen Ran lowered his head, his expression hidden from view.

The common people who had been asleep were abruptly awakened, hurrying toward the dam to see what was happening.

Zhu Quan thought to himself: The phrase “unprecedented” is true, but to say “without successors” is premature. The Qi family army, led by the national hero Qi Jiguang who resisted the Japanese pirates during the Ming Dynasty, was undefeated in battle. Knowing something but unable to speak of it—the feeling of “foreknowledge” is truly unbearable.

By the way, are you sure it’s wise to speak so bluntly in front of Lady Qing and Qing Changxiao?

As for the Nine Nether Demon Realm, needless to say, it is a spatial artifact forged by the Creator of the Ten Directions Worlds, no longer something that can be described as a simple divine artifact. Tell me, what kind of divine artifact can contain nine planets?

The worried bailiff looked anxiously at Lord Sun, fearful of reproach. But Lord Sun was entirely preoccupied with rumors and had no time to scold him. He waved his hand, dismissing him.

Han Lianyi’s scalp pain spread throughout her body as Han Ziye grabbed her hair. His furious expression frightened her into trembling. Had she said something unforgivably wrong? Han Ziye was terrifying now, as if he might devour her alive.

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She should buy a phone and also take a few days off from work. Thinking about asking for leave, she sighed helplessly. She had just started working—what would her colleagues think?

The originally furious kidnapper suddenly shuddered as rumors about this youth flashed through his mind. Whether true or false, the youth now seemed cooperative, so there was no need for further violence.

“I have something I want to discuss with you,” she said, fingers clutching her suit tightly, as if the garment were a source of strength.

In the dim light, Xia Qi felt his thumb and forefinger slowly slide down from the tip of her middle finger, as if simulating placing a ring on her finger—or perhaps, he was indeed putting on an invisible ring.

When the people from Heaven requested the release of prisoners, Wu Ming’s response was ruthless and scathing, regardless of their numbers or status. Every word cut to the heart.

“Doctor Xu, in such a hurry, where are you headed?” Rong Gu blocked the way with a calm demeanor. This spot was a blind spot for the guards, perfect for an ambush.

No wonder the man said that the Mist Emperor would not die from the Seven-Colored Poison, but would surely be infuriated to death by Wu Ming’s plan. After all, those present felt as if they were about to vomit blood upon hearing it, let alone the Mist Emperor himself.

Even making eye contact caused calves to tremble. Naturally, the guards dared not take her words lightly, their eyes full of terror, on the verge of tears.

Upon hearing the grim news, everyone’s expressions changed. But such is war, and all could only carry heavy hearts and pray for their safety.