Chapter 45
"What are the chances of success?" Future's words made Xu Zhe extremely tempted. Just imagine, these were three mechanical beasts comparable to Overlord-tier Protoss warriors, capable of even contending with King-tier Protoss warriors. What a formidable power this was! If such power were grasped in his own hands, the benefits would certainly outweigh the drawbacks for him.
The golden sun was a gigantic sphere, continuously radiating light and the power of destiny. However, upon closer inspection, this golden sun possessed not a shred of warmth, nor any sensation of burning. The entire sphere was composed entirely of dense power of destiny, making it look quite eerie.
When Tong Ti learned that Xu Zhe and the others would soon participate in the operation to eliminate the Guardian, he loudly clamored to join in. Even Omit had partaken in this operation, so naturally Tong Ti was no exception.
"An explanation? Explain what? The fall of the Radiant Lord Denate has nothing to do with our Angel race," Michael said with a furrowed brow. Of course, he did not know that Denate had been slaughtered by Wang Biao; generally speaking, he still died at the hands of the Angel race.
Fu Yuyao retreated a few steps in succession, picked up a few stones from the ground, and hurled them out one after another. Those snakes had their heads blown apart one by one, dying instantly.
The degree of tacit cooperation between the black-clad and white-clad individuals was simply staggering to Lin Xifan. The two of them were like a natural complement to each other; without any reminder from the other party, each knew precisely when to attack and when to defend, and both executed these actions with remarkable synergy.
At this very moment, Giggs absolutely lacked the ability to stand back up within ten seconds. Undoubtedly, he had lost this match and forfeited his qualification for the playoffs. Meanwhile, Doug Ramos advanced to the Top 16, becoming the very first person to enter that bracket.
Unfortunately, reality rarely bends to human wishes. No matter how much Kate prayed to the gods and Buddhas, it was impossible for Liang Dong to be destroyed by that tiny sliver of an attack.
"Uh, you know the Restoration Gate?" Yuan Hai was stunned for a moment. So it turned out this person was indeed a martial artist of the pugilistic world and did not hold the Restoration Gate in any regard at all; acting like that earlier was merely to make a fool of him.
"What trouble? Could it be something on Baman's end?" Gao Teng had a better grasp of the situation and, hearing Lin Feng's words, quickly asked with concern.
"When did the Shadow join forces with the Vampire clan?!" At this moment, the expressions of everyone present were extremely grim. The situation had repeatedly exceeded their projections.
On the deck, the burly man was wrestling with Leon, both of them risking everything for that briefcase.
After all, even a sculpture has its limits. If things continued this way, it would surely be breached sooner or later, wouldn't it?
Outside rumors had it that the boss, Red Tiger, was still reasonable, but this seventh brother never played by the conventional rules and frequently pulled off astonishing stunts.
Prompted by this person's shout, a large group immediately gathered around Jiang Han. The title of the "King of Bidding Stones" carried enormous weight. That was a rough stone worth nearly four hundred million Chinese yuan. Even if the interior contained imperial jade with a glass-like texture, what kind of jade and what sheer size would it take to break even?
"You're courting death!" The plump man lunged forward at extreme speed, his fingers flicking continuously as huge bullet shells flew out one after another.
The dust and smoke had yet to clear when workers were seen fleeing for their lives, while soldiers urgently cordoned off the area.
Xu Yang smiled and glared at Fatty Wang, then continued with the appraisal. He simply couldn't stop; an elder as venerable as old master Shi Anji was also appraising treasures without taking a rest.
At the same time, towering waves churned in the pool once more. The Golden Donkey exerted its profound arts to the utmost, yet still failed to escape, finally vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Yet bizarrely, instead of seizing the opportunity to attack while Pangu was weak, they stood staring at one another in mutual dismay.
Direction they had, but problems followed right after. Since all their supplies were loaded on the vehicles and they had undergone several brushes with death and narrow escapes, not a single morsel had entered their stomachs yet. Everyone's physical strength was severely depleted, and if they kept walking like this, a few individuals might remain here forever.
My heart sank. Turning back to look at those three spirit coffins, a sudden chill washed over my entire body. Damn it, when did the spirit coffin on the left open?
He stroked his face to steady his emotions, inwardly warning himself not to be impatient and not to frighten her.
As for Yaoguang, Soul Devourer was quite familiar with her and had long since guessed the conversation between the two amidst that purple Qi, which was why he spoke thus.
A smile lingered on Qianqing's face as she stared wide-eyed at him. Before she could react further, the man applied a deft leverage, and she was already lying beneath him.
"Perhaps some people might experience a sudden epiphany before their dying breath, but as for you, Zhibai, an established assassin of long standing, I believe many would find it hard to credit your words. Who knows if this is simply another scheme orchestrated by you on the verge of death?" Wang Nanbei said with a hint of mockery.
They were all people of humble status. As slaves, everything they possessed belonged to the Crown Prince, and possessing no worldly goods of their own to thank Zhu Yingtai, they could only express their gratitude through such a method.
Lin Xiaomo was drying her hair with a towel. She didn't particularly like using a hair dryer, especially in the summer, feeling that letting it air-dry naturally felt refreshing and spirited.
No, she didn't... A flash of panic crossed Xu Hui's eyes, and she bit her rosy lips until a trace of blood oozing out.
Qingmei was dragged back once more. The leading black-faced guard pushed her forward without a shred of tender affection, causing her to stumble and fall heavily to the ground.