Volume 1 Chapter 45: Electric-Light Single-Dragon Drill

It is a pity that those people forgot whose subordinate Mo Fei was. In this era where neither medicine nor toxicology is particularly advanced, how much could truly stump someone like me, Feng Chufei?

"Help me up first," he said, feeling as though he had no strength left in his entire body, making even the simple act of sitting up an arduous task.

"Why don't we just make it official beforehand? Even if your mother objects then, there's nothing she can do," Fei Sijue said with a trace of irritation in his deep eyes. He lit a cigarette, his expression lazy and alluring, and curved his lips into a faint smile.

"Understood! Thank you, Master!" Lingguang fluttered over, rubbed against her shoulder, and then transformed into a golden light that plunged into her elixir field and vanished.

Standing below, I applauded while feeling grateful that this term's president seemed completely normal. However, I held no high hopes for the next one.

Yet, was there any place left to escape to? Could I find any clues for a breakthrough in this entirely unfamiliar world?

Although this portion of power could not be utilized because what they summoned was merely a projection, if the King of Hell were summoned instead, nothing would remain a problem. Aided by instinct and various divine powers, he could seamlessly integrate all that strength into himself.

However, a genius writer does not automatically equate to an exceptional writer. Whether Yang Luo could become an exceptional writer was something no one could guarantee.

After finishing, seeing that He Miaozheng merely nodded without much reaction, she suddenly felt that her apology appeared too weak. Overwhelmed by a wave of vexation, she grew angry with herself.

Xiao Lianmeng finished reading the Weibo post published by Yang Luo and soon noticed that numerous people were tagging her. She opened the homepage of her account, "Sunflower Without a Shadow," and discovered that it had already been flooded by swarming netizens.

Reaching the periphery, the Dead Zone was not dispersed, but instead gradually evolved into a third-party force. The resting area remained under the control of the Xu family. Xu Luocheng greeted them with warm hospitality; before the outbreak of the Dead Zone, his persecution mania had acted up, causing him to leave alongside Wu Siming, and he never expected to escape the disaster in such a manner.

Emma was the very first human servant ever rejected by the gods upon recruitment, and everyone was eagerly speculating about the reasons behind her expulsion.

Erebus stood with his hands behind his back, the hems of his robes fluttering in the wind. Behind him, a divine messenger with sprawling black wings held a chain, and at the other end of the chain was a demonic creature captured only moments ago.

Among the seven major clans of the Immortal Realm, only the Divine Cloud Clan resided in Zunxue. Could it be that they had already arranged in advance for each family to occupy a single nation?

"The champion? Me, me, me! I want to go too!" Upon hearing the word "champion," Xie Zhenye's eyes widened in a round stare, and he looked at Yuan Guoqiang full of hopeful expectation.

Qin Yang's brows knitted tightly together. Could it be necessary to crack some mechanism to find the correct route? He stood there racking his brains, yet unable to figure out where the clues lay or how to determine the right path.

Tianxin also stepped forward, spotted the powdery traces smeared on the ground, squatted down to pinch a bit between two fingers, observed it closely before her eyes, and then looked toward Qin Yang.

Qin Yang lay down obediently. After spending half a day climbing mountains, half a day riding horses, and half a day cutting down people, he was indeed rather exhausted.

Liao Xi swept his gaze across the room and stated, "I wonder if you gentlemen have any methods to eliminate this Ran Min. We only need to capture Hulao Pass, and the city of Luoyang will be within our grasp, fulfilling our mission." The others nodded in agreement, though no one stepped forward to speak further.

He walked closer; that Nine-Turn Golden Dragon was exquisitely carved and lifelike—truly a precious masterpiece created by some extraordinary artisan.

On this day, people all over the world learned of L's Angel Combat Team, the Sacred Mecha Force of the Chinese Alliance, the snow-white Pangu mecha, and the Miracle District in New Capital. More importantly, they realized that they, along with all of humanity, were being protected.

"Let's go then, let's head up and witness this legendary glazed cup!" Lei Xiao grew somewhat impatient.

However, Zekin was full of confidence in himself as well. He spun around instantly, and several brilliant spells burst forth from the red sun, striking Garen from behind.

I watched in slight horror as Difa subdued Xu Ben step-by-step. Long before he began beating and kicking Xu Ben, he must have already foreseen this outcome. Every word he spoke to Xu Ben was merely a targeted remedy tailored specifically to Xu Ben's personality.

"Forget it, what the truth is no longer matters. In any case, Roster and the other suspects will ultimately become nothing more than pawns in the struggle for the crown," Xilanuo's tone was ice-cold. The two of them gazed together at the two princes in the distance; the one engaged in the duel possessed a resolute, heroic face, facing off against a dignified and ruthless visage.

A lean warhorse walked slowly across the northern grasslands swept by biting cold winds. The warrior mounted upon it dragged his long saber behind him, standing tall against the wind, making his already slender frame appear even more emaciated and gaunt.

Lutz's neck was also severely burned, and his hoarse voice echoed once more, "Let this traitor confess his crimes with his own lips, and only then will I grant him death..." Lutz's hands trembled slightly as if he were utterly exhausted, and perhaps a gentle push from anyone would be enough to knock him off his feet.

None of these fierce beasts showed any intention of stopping; they were all intently running, and even outsiders like Su Yi and his companions were not actively attacked by any beasts.

Landing on the ground, Tang Zihan gently set Lin Hua down. Lin Hua was genuinely shocked, feeling that Tang Zihan's attitude toward him had improved significantly, leaving him completely baffled. "Is she trying to make me lower my guard and then kill me when I least expect it?" Lin Hua continued letting his imagination run wild.