Chapter 45: The Fourth Stellar Ring, Central Court

Leaving aside Old崔 next door and the others last night, the sounds of singing and merriment echoed everywhere on this entire floor. It kept Wanyu so disturbed that he had to do several hundred push-ups before he could finally fall asleep.

"Please enlighten me, Viscount Connery," Governor Bain said with a affable smile, having already accomplished at least half of his goal.

Five grenades were thrown out sequentially from far to near, tracing an S-curve right down the middle of the road.

As a result, Brook's eager "interrogation technique" had nowhere to be applied, and thus lost its purpose entirely.

"It's going to be fine! It's going to be fine!" Tang Youyou clasped her hands together and prayed incessantly.

Hawkins didn't even look back. With a simple sidestep as he walked, he effortlessly dodged Urouge's outstretched giant hand.

Having gone without food for three full days, they had finally managed to locate a planet. Finding it inhabited only by primitives, and driven by absolute necessity, they had resorted to acting like primitives themselves.

Shen Nanping found it impossible to imagine what would happen if he let this fellow lead the way; he would probably freeze himself to death directly.

Suddenly, with a bang, a white lunchbox slipped out of Xiu Qingyan's drawer. Wen Qiong was momentarily startled, and before she could step closer to take a look, the lunchbox was picked up by a pair of slender hands.

It was a convenient favor to grant, and when the time came to elect the standing committee members of the scientific research center, Ning Hongru's vote would be safely in the bag.

Those scarlet pupils rolled around, taking in the scene outside the door, before slowly retreating. Then, the door slowly opened.

"I don't know," Zhao Xin said foolishly. The cyan glow flew back once again, and the Super God warriors hurriedly surrounded the mass of cyan light, their weapons locking onto it. "I say, students, is this really how you treat your teacher?" The cyan radiance on Qing Ming gradually dissipated, revealing him dressed in casual wear.

Just as Yin Tianxing activated the Soul-Devouring Disk, Zheng Zhong's mind stirred, and three Heaven-Rifting Mantias shot forth from the spirit beast bag, rapidly growing in size.

The four of us embarked together on the arduous journey of climbing the mountain. Mount Qianling was quite high; by the time we reached the halfway point, we were already surrounded by clouds and mist. Even at this altitude, my back was aching and I was panting heavily.

Note 1: The Hessian mercenaries also boast a long history, having made their presence felt in various European wars following the seventeenth century.

Most members of the gang knew that my counter-damage tactic was formidable, but they were unaware that, taking advantage of having multiple characters with workshops, I had already crafted several different sets of equipment. When facing different opponents, I would adopt different tactics. Wishing to defeat me with just a single strategy was probably not going to be that easy.

An extremely unusual situation must have then occurred inside the hospital, prompting the military doctor in charge to immediately report it to Lieutenant General Macready, the Commander-in-Chief of the British forces, and "K," the head of MI5 who was also present at the time.

Suddenly, a figure darted out from this inn. The person leaped onto the rooftop, ran a short distance with a limp, and jumped once more onto another building. It was Ah Shui.

An Elder of the Sky Ultimate Sect—such a status was enough to instill profound dread. This was not merely due to the prestige of being an elder in a major sect, but also because it represented an absolute symbol of power. Generally speaking, those who attained the position of elder within the three major sects were existences surpassing the Heavenly Realm, having at the very least reached the Qi-Creation Realm.

Our three-player squad donned various counter-damage gear, while the five-player main squad specifically targeted those teams that had been torn apart after dying from counter-damage. Even if there were Ghost clan members present, the final blow was often dealt by Immortals. Therefore, those Immortals, unless they were obscenely wealthy, would not bother acquiring anti-counter-damage equipment.

With a single crack of this whip, it felt like billions of thunderbolts striking one's body, causing the souls of those True Immortals to feel as though they were tearing apart as they let out miserable shrieks.

Her heart pounded like a beating drum, and an inexplicable sense of unease caused Mu Ximei to simply stare blankly at that figure, unable to speak. The heavy atmosphere intensified the sound of her breathing, causing the figure with their back to the curtain to turn around.

When all was said and done, although Old Star had saved Feng Bailu, that debt of gratitude was ultimately tied to Jiang Yi.

The morning sunlight bathed the entire ancient temple, making it look resplendent, dazzling, and magnificent.

Seeing the grim situation unfolding in the arena, Tang Xiu and the others could no longer restrain themselves, itching for action and wanting to intervene.

"First kill all members of the imperial family! Leave not a single one alive! Scour the earth if you must, but you must find the Emperor for me!" Yuwen Huaji bellowed angrily.

Although Mao Jianxin did not lack money at home, his parents gave him only one million each month, which was far from enough for him to spend. Sometimes he would go to his mother, who would give him another three or five hundred thousand.

"Li Daniang, don't you dare leave. The more you want to leave, the more it shows you're hiding something!" Xu Yuan threatened.

Yet Pei Junhao's heart could not settle at all. At a time like this, how could he speak to Liang Manru about divorce? Could it be that he was going to go back on his word to Chu Binxuan once again?

"Bring three large jars of wine first, along with some side dishes to go with it," Luo Xi said, placing another ingot of silver on the table.

"Grand Master Yanhao Sword possesses quite the ability, fighting four against one. I'd like to see just how much skill you really have and how many blows you can withstand!" shouted Blood Quedue, the Great Elder of the Dark Star Southern Mansion, with a face full of fury.

"Director, after Ke Yixin left, several of her clients were rather unhappy. How do you think we should handle this?" The receptionist handed the client list to Tian Qianqian.

However, the island was already empty, and those peach blossoms had vanished abruptly. Even the wooden house from moments earlier was nowhere to be seen.

Having cleared the incoming wave of minions and reached level three, Wang Zhaojun watched Gongsun Li spinning her umbrella as she approached. Calculating the landing spot, she dropped her first and second skills directly onto the location before retreating safely back under the tower. *The fish is coming.*

The two thugs let out miserable screams and completely forgot about Xu Ergou lying on the ground, scrambling away in a panic as fast as they could.

The Primordial Ancestor appeared still lost in thought over the supreme martial arts manual, solely focused on eating and drinking, his eyes staring blankly without uttering a single word.

The vastness of the world far exceeded his imagination. Leaving aside foreign domains, he hadn't even traveled to the distant Northern Frontier, separated as it was by over three thousand miles.

A stream of fresh blood was forced out from between Ergou's brows and dripped into Chen Ziling's forehead, protecting his body and ensuring that he would not die.

"After I persuaded Brother Zhao last night, he seemed to have figured things out a bit. Later on he said he would deal with the Thunder Bats first—he couldn't have gone looking for the Thunder Bats bright and early this morning, could he?" Ding Wan worried aloud.