Chapter 29

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Huo Wu and the others also helped Long Ge complete these tasks. It was only after a day had passed and the number of Qi Kings emerging from the Demon-Spitting Treasure Cauldron decreased that Long Ge and his group piloted their airborne shells into the cauldron.

Meanwhile, on the table, a set of tea utensils had already been arranged. On some wooden tea tables were pots of orchids, other bonsai plants, and some antique porcelain pieces decorated with blue and white patterns.

While complaining, Karen kept her eyes on the electronic board. It showed yet another couple approaching her direction.

“No need. Let’s return to our rooms to rest first!” Li Yu said. Then he, along with Li Kun, Kang Yu, and Kang Jing, headed back to their rooms. With the presence of a magical weapon capable of poisoning, how could they possibly drink tea with Gong Li?

The Royal Origin Armor quietly activated, casting a thin, earthy-yellow light membrane over the skin beneath the clothing. At the same time, an amulet was clutched in the hand, undoubtedly a defensive life-saving talisman.

“I know Tang Ba’s secret healing place! I’ll take you there!” Tang Yidao said excitedly. Although Tang Ba’s power had somewhat declined, he was still beyond Tang Yidao’s ability to confront alone.

No one knew what Tang Tianyang’s personal guard was like; no one even knew what they were. But everyone understood—they must be terrifying. The personal guard of the future heir to the world’s top arms-smuggling family could never be simple.

“Gentlemen, there’s no need to engage with the People’s Party Air Force just yet. What are your thoughts on the future direction of the war?” Kato Yuzaburo said solemnly.

Alive, yet only filled with hatred—only hatred remained, endless and all-consuming. Hatred of heaven, earth, all living beings, everything in this world. Nothing left but hatred. She had lost her soul, lost everything, save for boundless, overwhelming hatred.

Sure enough, after several rounds of bombardment, the German army landed again without encountering any resistance. Supplies were swiftly transported ashore, and the Germans began establishing their beachhead positions.

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Looking up at the terrifying, mocking human head above them, laughing wildly and cursing, the four Azure Dragon Kings felt a wave of helplessness. Could it be that at this final moment, they would release this fiend and await his frenzied revenge?

After catching his breath, Zhou Ziyan struggled to his feet and charged forward. The car behind was his Edge. He rushed over, opened the door, slid into the driver’s seat, and pressed the ignition button. The headlights instantly illuminated.

Hearing the cold, heart-chilling tone, Huo Wujian couldn’t help shivering. He wanted to say something but obediently kept silent.

Now that Meng’er was with Xia Han, there was no fear even if Zhou Mi belonged to that secret organization.

Of course, Alex had not come here for a long time. Allen was curious about Alex’s arrival and wanted to understand the reason behind it.

The local customs were simple and honest, and the villagers were warm and friendly. As the three walked through the village, many villagers greeted them with polite smiles, which Ling Tian and the others returned one by one.

Crow slowly spoke: “Ling Tian is just…” Suddenly, a gun appeared in Crow’s hand. “Bang.” The shot struck Leopard’s neck, blood spraying forth as he collapsed, trembling. Leopard never expected Crow to have a gun.

He only knew that the Dragon Clan of China had those with supernatural abilities but never imagined there were cultivators among them. Based on Xing Fei’s reconnaissance, though not certain, it was guessed that both cultivators had reached the advanced Nascent Soul stage.

Therefore, when reporters interviewed the hospital nurses, they said that when Bai Qiguang’s wife arrived, she was disheveled and dirtied, a stark contrast to the noble and dignified image of a businesswoman’s wife portrayed in the newspapers.

The energy sword wielded by the Angelic Divine Armor carried sacred power, a force from the gods, beyond mortal comprehension—unmatched and unstoppable.

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“There are indeed people hidden here, and quite a few!” I swept my red eyes over the area. On the rooftop of the electrical factory, four figures cloaked in black veils were scanning around. If I had been closer or not covered in black, I would have been discovered.

An Ge gave up and slumped down, exhausted, leaning against the cold wall, her eyes vacant and hollow as she stared at the direction of the milk bottle. It was right before her, yet she could not grasp it.

That sun’s blazing fire was extraordinary; its scorching energy incinerated countless living beings over the East Sea, turning the waters barren and dry, causing the sea level to drop by one-third.

If not for considerable effort, Quan Mo could never have gathered such comprehensive information. Yet, why would he be in the mood to investigate?

“Damn, are those four old men so desperate they want to commit suicide?” I was stunned by their bizarre behavior. I never expected them to summon lightning upon themselves—it was sheer self-inflicted torment.

I didn’t care whether they thought highly of me or not; I rolled on the ground. Three black-clad men chased after me. I had no strength left to fight back, only daring to roll wildly under their blades.

His cold sneer had not faded, but it froze on his face as transparent threads, like needles, pinned themselves to Mu Ling’s light shield—though they did not pierce through as he had expected.

In terms of technique, the Fat Man was undoubtedly superior. At the start, he suppressed White Night Fork, but White Night Fork stepped back a few paces, suddenly lifted his leg, and kicked the Fat Man’s chin.