Volume One, Chapter 21: Siblings Reunited in Prison

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Cao Cao seemed to have come to terms with everything, letting go of all attachments, indifferent to his own life and safety. Huang Yan, upon reflection, realized that he had been the one truly frightened by the situation before him.

Everyone was stunned, then erupted into uncontrollable excitement and celebration. The launched missiles and beams of energy intensified dramatically. Although only one enemy ship was destroyed, this victory showed them that the enemy could indeed be defeated, reigniting unparalleled confidence and fighting spirit in every despondent heart.

The younger Hong Da hesitated for a moment but quickly joined in. The scene descended into chaos. Ma Jianyao's combat prowess was formidable, making it nearly impossible to stop him, so they had no choice but to step in themselves.

After such prolonged training, the three food lovers had become adept at slaughtering chickens and fish. Their movements were swift and their techniques skilled. Naturally, the task of gutting the fish fell entirely to them. The air was thick with the smell of blood, their hands drenched in it.

Whether these three photos were taken by gossip-hungry students or captured separately by different students and shared on Weibo no longer mattered.

The two men were twin brothers from Vietnam, both having served in the Vietnamese military. Wu Mingchun excelled at close-quarters combat, while his younger brother Wu Mingdong was a special forces sniper.

“Guo Ren, no need for formalities. I’ve summoned you to assign you an important mission,” Wang Zhongsi said calmly after blowing away the ashes in his hand.

“If the intelligence is reliable, this righteous commander should possess combat abilities not inferior to an elder Tai Shang. If one of us five is besieged by him and another elder Tai Shang, escaping would be nearly impossible,” an elder Tai Shang added gravely.

“Heh, whether I truly belong to the Baoshan Temple can be settled by a friendly duel,” Piao Wuzong smiled and suggested.

The snake-legged tribe leader was similarly respectful. What puzzled Piao Wuzong was that the snake-legged tribe’s simple camp resembled that of the minotaurs almost exactly. Inside the leader’s tent was a white man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a prominent nose.

Yan Xue and others were already hovering in the air, while Wang Hu remained on the ship, lifted and crushed by a massive sea beast’s head, the entire vessel instantly reduced to fragments.

After the entire night, Su Li did not land for the Endless War. According to Ji Qingyan’s report, the demon breed had reached an abnormal level. Countless experts avoided them, even though everyone knew the tremendous benefits of killing such demons. Unfortunately, most lacked the strength and dared not provoke them.

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Three days and nights of continuous fighting were required to halt the beast tide. The first wave consisted of all spirit-conjuring disciples from Qianling Academy. This was Liao Zhiwei’s determined arrangement. Now that Pang Zhide was in trouble, he needed to earn greater merits to offset his negligence in releasing the beasts.

Especially, Nuanyang glanced at the Scholar’s Wrath in his equipment slot. If this item were forged twice, its destructive power would surely be astonishing. For now, he could only watch Baili forge equipment with admiration.

Lü Bu’s side had already made a great commotion, naturally attracting people from other tunnels who hurried to the scene.

Lü Bu suddenly recalled a particular trait of Eevee: Danger Sense. This ability allowed Eevee to anticipate danger one step ahead and devise countermeasures.

Yan Xue smiled and asked, though inwardly she thought the game’s secrecy was impressive—repeatedly withholding information left one guessing in vain.

At this moment, Daji and her three companions had all been revived. The base’s health could hardly withstand another full depletion by the Thorn Guard.

Since Yan Xue could think of these things, others likely could too. Those selected were mostly online gaming enthusiasts who knew well that where there are quests, there are rewards—and high rankings guaranteed great prizes.

This was acupuncture from the Yin-Yang Path set. Beyond that, there was also a set of massage and bone-setting techniques.

The AIs’ voices were sweet, their personalities noble, manners elegant, loyal, and unattainable. They embodied everyone’s dreams and hopes, the perfect incarnation.

“Our primary mission now is to return to Basel, so let’s hurry,” Bo Zhou said, avoiding lingering on apologies and shifting the topic instead.

Bo Zhou opened the door. “I’m tired; you should rest well too. Tomorrow, I will handle Wolfgang. Also, you look really beautiful without the veil.” With that, he left the dim room.

Hearing Milam’s confident words, Zhang Ziqiang thought that even if the temple’s secret elixir wasn’t extraordinarily powerful, it shouldn’t be much weaker. At least it could solve his brother’s current inability to break through the Jiedan stage.

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Reina’s proclamation was broadcast live to the empire’s people. To maintain imperial rule during wartime exile, it was essential to give the populace firm resolve. Since Tianxi had resolved to fight, she could not afford ambiguous words that might undermine morale.

Moreover, the wedding was set for tomorrow. This forced her to find a solution by then. Damn it.

The first palace, Aries, was as expected by Brother Wuyou. Mr. Mu, who should have been stationed here, was nowhere to be found.

Unexpectedly, his spiritual energy served only as a catalyst, not consumed afterward. Instead, the surrounding mountains, trees, and soil began collapsing visibly, dissipating as spirits absorbed into the black light.

“Second brother, wait!” The elegant Killing God suddenly extended an arm to block the cold-hearted Killing God.

Because of Uncle Song Yu’s words, the Taoists were all eager, fearing to fall behind. They scrambled toward the corpse, such a scene that if it were alive, it would surely be terrified, thinking it was being assaulted.

Though Mo Wuyue and Jun Jiu never spoke of marriage, constantly together and more loving than most couples, the wedding was a solemn and sacred ceremony neither would forgo.

Within minutes, aside from Fei Buwan and Zhang Dalong, everyone else had rushed onto the dance floor—embracing, holding, and kissing.