Chapter 56: The Strategy (Part 2)

The fleet belonged to the Blood Sail; no matter how many ships were sunk, he would not feel a pang of grief. His only concern was how much he could plunder—or rather, how much profit he could ultimately generate.

This was a high-security cell usually reserved for interrogating full-fledged wizards, yet Yang Hao, a mere wizard apprentice, never expected to experience it firsthand in advance.

Spitting out the mud from his mouth, the man in black trembled with rage, rushing over to the horned brute's leg to rain down blows with his fists and feet.

This tier-four ferocious beast had been deceiving White Stone all along. Wanting to kill White Stone would have been as simple as pinching an ant to death, yet it had consistently portrayed itself as harmless while possessing the ability to supply White Stone with power, thus pushing him step by step to where he was today.

Baron Homi’s eyes also lit up, and without much hesitation, he agreed to let Sark lead three hundred-man squads into the sewers.

"You are already a core member of the temple. Once you step into the sixth tier, your strength might even surpass mine. I won't agree to you calling me 'Lord' anymore," the Beetle King laughed. He had learned from King Zhaoshan that Baal had been promoted to a core member.

Before he could even finish two words, he watched in horror as a nine-grid pattern on Jian Xingdao’s clothing spewed forth a fire serpent—an RPG rocket erupted outward.

Neither Mo Qi nor Qingge spoke. They naturally knew the truth: back within the illusion, the Taoist priest Feather Facing-Sky had attempted to probe that deep pool only to drown inexplicably. When the young man Han Yue awakened from the falsehood of the illusion, Osmanthus had even used the Reincarnation Pool to set up a seal, attempting to deceive the Ghost Empress.

Before Ronin could even speak, the Red Dragon Mage waved his massive hand, causing the entire room to shudder violently. Like a turbulent undercurrent beneath a calm surface, the churning space mercilessly crushed Ronin’s body and soul.

They were well aware that Commander Thompson was a good friend of the City Lord. Since even Thompson had not made a move, the City Lord should currently be in no danger. Moreover, given the strength of people like them, rushing in would only create chaos.

The bullet struck the fuel箱 of that car. As the clear, liquid-like gasoline poured out from the tank in gushing streams, Er Ya moved with lightning speed, diving back into the driver's seat. She decisively reversed the vehicle by several dozen meters, and then raised her gun once more to deliver the final shot.

Miss An remarked that this genetics business was simply out of this world; she felt compelled to bow down to it, as it was god-like enough to defeat all other superior genes and pass itself directly to the next generation.

However, the Indian and Pakistani soldiers smeared with potion cleared a path, allowing the python to escape. Yet, they relentlessly turned to corner Ke Han, glaring fiercely at him as they plotted to deal with the fellow who had let the "wind" slip.

In his dreams, Liu An surfed the internet and watched television—these things were completely normal. Liu An remembered seeing a box with people inside within his dream; that object was called a television.

"Humph! His battle energy was almost exhausted yesterday, yet today he still dares to fight head-on. He's simply courting death," the penalty elder said with disdain. Upon hearing this, the sect master merely shook his head without a word.

To pursue two matters simultaneously: just as Chen Junyi was listening to Xia Chunqiu recount his abilities while his own body began experiencing a terrible condition, on the other side of the world,

The artificial intelligence obeyed the Wise One's words implicitly, reacting instantly by leaping backward. Yet at that very moment, she saw Taki’s mouth split open; within the slightly wrinkled corners of his lips gleamed a row of white teeth.

Atobe continued to ignore him, keeping his gaze fixed straight ahead. He had always been able to treat Ian as if he were transparent—except when matters concerned China; only then would Atobe pay attention.

Outside the plunging abyss, everyone stared with trembling gazes at the refined, delicate young man, feeling a massive, towering figure of greatness slowly rising in their hearts.

If not for her, how could he have been used by the Demon Monarch as a poison-testing tool, suffering a fate worse than death? Fortunately, her final performance was commendable; she had managed to endure and ultimately won the recognition of that man.

One had to be cognizant of the fact that during the birthday banquet of young master Gao Yuan of the Canghai Group, Chen Fei had left a profound, deeply indelible impression on her. As the saying goes, beauties love heroes... although our young master Chen Fei could not yet quite claim the title of a hero, he was at least vastly superior to ordinary people.

Ye Jiarou froze, wanting to say that he had simply forced it upon her, but the words died on her lips as she put on a wronged and submissive expression.

Yi Changning knelt before Yi Feishi, not daring to draw a full breath. Even though he had secured the palace禁, killed his son and nephew to protect Xie Tuan'er, he had failed to preserve the Yi family, watching helplessly as it fractured and such a massive palace rebellion erupted. Had Xie Tuan'er not remembered past affections, once the Kong family rose to prominence, the Yi family would have faced utter annihilation.

The master and disciple sat together, taking turns eating until, in no time at all, they had completely devoured the roasted fairy crane weighing over a hundred catties. Only then did they lean contentedly against the stone wall of the cabin, rubbing their bellies and letting out a comfortable breath of relief.

"You foodie monk, do you belong to that sort of monk who brings disrepute to the purity of Buddhism?" I couldn't help chiming in with a mischievous grin.

If he were building a dual-track railway, the two rails Yao Ran had made amounted to only twenty-five meters of track.

Gao Da cleared the path ahead of the group. Aside from necessary reports, he remained virtually silent throughout the entire journey. Meanwhile, Zhou Yuanqing appeared somewhat absent-minded and even a bit gloomy, occasionally glancing at Li Yingqi.

Following the implementation of this law, for six consecutive nights, four waves of violent bandits attacked only to be completely routed and killed by the guards, with over thirty captured. Eventually, the bandits on the roads were terrified out of attempting to prey on Li Yi's wealth, and could only watch from both banks of the Yellow River at the sight of a hundred competing sails.

Especially since Rao Mingyang would frequently be researching and experimenting with various new delicacies at home in the future, the kitchen in the duplex suite was large enough, providing ample space for him to operate. Rao Mingyang was extremely satisfied.

Goryeo was mountainous, and its people had been skilled in archery since ancient times. Archers were ubiquitous in the army, and the proportion of bowmen among the troops was exceptionally high.

After occupying the outer city, Yinzhen, escorted by Er Ya, Li Dequan, Geng Wu, and others, rode on horseback into the Forbidden City.

What positions would the training commanders of those two expeditionary teams hold in the future? Assuredly, none lower than the status of a chieftain.

"Father! Mother!" Dante's heart wrenched in agony. He wondered whether he would be able to endure the scene that was about to unfold next.