Chapter 43

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A third-tier Battle King within the territory had successfully broken through to the Battle God realm, yet they had been completely unaware of it beforehand. Even the military police department had no reports regarding this individual. In other words, this person currently belonged to the category of a completely unmonitored Battle God powerhouse, whose every move carried an immense degree of unpredictability.

Whether it was primal mystery or future secrets, both wove together a colorful world within their minds.

"Yet... this is not what she sought." Han Yunjun lowered his head, and no one could read the expression in his eyes.

Leng Xiao, playing his flute alone, wore a smile in his eyes and remained undisturbed, effortlessly neutralizing the murderous intent hidden within the melody.

"Those scumbags deliberately incited a beast tide with the intention of wiping out the rotating supply convoy! If not for the intervention of that senior, we would have suffered heavy casualties long ago!" A general-tier powerhouse had bloodshot eyes, with heaven-shaking killing intent radiating from his body.

"You dated for so long, yet you never made love with him. Don't you love him at all?" Hong Hezhang asked with a hint of curiosity.

Meanwhile, Zhang Lin also raised her cocktail glass, nodded slightly at Hong Huang, and took a small sip, leaving a trace of liquor at the corner of her lips.

Hearing this, Xiao Mingzhu almost laughed. Ning Yuexiang had actually spoken a rare truth; she truly did not understand the blockhead Mei.

Tian Jiayi frowned. The order to expel the stray dogs had been given by her. Many stray dogs carried plagues and various pathogens, which had to be eradicated! What if they infected the fighting dogs?

Zhao Lang felt a tightening in his chest, and his expression suddenly grew much more solemn. He had not expected Tang Jibiao to have such an extraordinary person by his side. Having been enhanced by sebum, his five senses had long surpassed those of ordinary people, yet he had failed to detect someone hiding just a few meters away.

Would Yunchen comply with their demands for her safety? Elena wondered with a hint of uncertainty.

With a low shout, a faint, ethereal dragon roar suddenly echoed through the air. Then, Yunchen extended his right hand as a golden light slowly condensed in his palm, before fiercely striking toward Zi Suifeng.

"They're at it again, and playing so rough. This is simply too much." Looking at the two factions on the high platform, Liu Chuan said indignantly.

"That is only natural. This is the ancestral law of our Great Ming. How could descendants and subjects disregard the rules of our ancestors?" The opponent immediately retorted, his momentum quite formidable.

Other transmigrators could rapidly integrate into a new dynasty and make a great success of themselves, but why was he such a failure? Not only had he suffered countless hardships on the grasslands, but after finally managing to escape, he had encountered such an awkward predicament.

Guo Haiqing's eyes lit up. He had absolute confidence in this top scholar Jiang; from the bamboo fan to the crispy white jade wall, every creation witnessed the miracles of top scholar Jiang. Could it be that another moment for witnessing a miracle had arrived?

Upon returning to Helen, Qin Ming did not mention the matter to Cheng Xin. Instead, he went straight back to his office to continue pondering how he could further assist her.

"It's just up ahead. Go ahead and break the formation," Zhou Wutian said. "By the way, there are acquaintances ahead; perhaps you can get to know them." With that, Zhou Wutian picked a nearby tree and climbed up into its branches.

She had seen Teacher Tang, yet she walked away as if she hadn't seen her at all. Why was that? Yugana was extremely curious, though she had no idea what caused it. Could it be that Teacher Tang possessed something special that made her invisible to robots?

Walking out of the waterside pavilion and proceeding slowly along the lakeside path, with lush green grass by the roadside and crystal-clear lake water, the breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and the warm spring air relaxed Jiang An'if's mood. Shi Fangzhen bent down to snap off a long blade of grass, swinging it in his hand while frowning slightly, evidently lost in thought.

Therefore, the Principality of Lasar was not particularly prominent on the Western Continent, but there was one exception: this principality produced void crystals and was the primary producer of void crystals on the Western Continent.

The crowd hurriedly looked over and saw two figures in the distance engulfed in raging flames. The fire was as frost-white as moonlight and utterly pure, yet it burned from within the bodies of the two Penglai disciples. While their clothes and hair remained completely undamaged, they ran screaming all the way toward the Penglai sect leader.

As if endowed with sudden thought and aggression, the flames naturally surged toward the nearby City God Temple. Without the howling of wind, the air was filled with the ringing of swords, as if thousands of swords were being drawn from their scabbards one after another. Everything felt so natural, for they fundamentally intended to destroy that City God Temple and slay the evil spirits within.

As for Kenya, after being injured, he realized there was no longer any foothold for him in the Golden Triangle, where he had far too many enemies—anyone could drown him with a single mouthful of spit. Thus, he fled all the way to the outside world, eventually boarding a cargo ship bound for South America, and finally ended up here.

Zheng Dongliu's expression instantly grew gloomy. He understood Long Tianwei's implication all too well, and it was precisely because he understood that he felt somewhat at a loss! If this precious fan were lost to Long Tianwei today, what should be done if Prince Wanglong brought silver to redeem it tomorrow?

In the eyes of this man in blue flickered a faint blue hue, the hallmark of an early-stage Battle King. Though still belonging to the pinnacle powerhouses towering above all beings, he fell more than a notch short compared to that mysterious expert who could dismember and slay people outright.

Liu Tian flipped two explosive ores in his hand. These were the ones he had taken out earlier. The air here differed from the Gaia Continent, which would delay the explosion, but having been out for so long, the time for detonation had finally arrived.

"Here I come then!" Liu Tian smiled, tightening his stance and sweeping his elbow out in an exaggerated arc. A novel frost battle energy completely covered it, making it look as though it were coated in a thin layer of frost.

The high-pitched sound carried the regal demeanor of a king whale. Its voice seemed to narrate its own story while mocking the previous terror of the crowd, whose faces had turned green with fright and only recovered after a long while. The strength of such a king whale was at the very least around the fifth layer of the Martial Profound Realm; if it grew enraged, the ensuing terror went without saying.

Over fifty Immortal Supremes were locked in a chaotic battle: the immortals of the Ghost Fleet, the immortals of the mercenary corps, the immortals of the Guardians, and finally, the immortals of the angels.

Yang Fenkai held a bag of fruit in his hand: "I bought peaches today, all the crunchy ones you like..." His gaze lingered on the empty bed.

As the two largest states in the Second Territory, Guangzhou and Zhongzhou housed numerous experts. Even here in the borderlands, Heavenly Emperor realm warriors and Demonic Sea realm mages could be seen everywhere.