Chapter 42 The Crematorium Opens

Although those slightly higher up fared a bit better, they too suffered broken bones and shattered joints. Some of the Tomie clones even had their bodies torn apart, creating a scene that was exceedingly bloody and terrifying.

The next instant, Qin Jiuge slowly raised his hand, and immediately a wisp of crimson flame ignited in his palm.

There were at least a thousand or so light spots on the island, representing all the remaining power left behind by Rovik. Because he shared a portion of the same bloodline with Guinevere, and coupled with the fact that this was a succession ritual performed using a special method, there were no drawbacks or sequelae whatsoever.

"These three are from the Divine Spear Sect," one of the male cultivators among the three replied in a muffled voice.

"I..." Liu Changxi's face burned with a fiery sensation, and hatred consumed her heart, yet she dared not show the slightest bit of defiance at the moment. Her hands hidden within her sleeves were clenched into tight fists.

Xing Tian was the guild leader of the Ancient God of War, a fact known to every player. Moreover, the name of the guild, Ancient God of War, was derived directly from the nickname of its leader, Xing Tian.

"I'm crying for my disciple, what business is it of yours!" Floating Cloud Son wiped away a tear and shouted with reddened eyes.

"Heh... Rest assured, Lord Yang left with a clear and untroubled conscience, so naturally he exited the palace without a hitch. Heh... Just as we anticipated, they indeed suspected Lord Yang and tried to give him a hard time at the gate, only to be played for fools by Lord Yang instead. The Second Prince currently wears quite an unsightly expression," Bai You said with a smile.

"What did you say?" Before the guards at the door could finish speaking, Zhao Zongtiao had already emerged, his expression turning dark.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xian's brow clouded over with a look of bitter distress. He sighed and said, "If my judgment is correct, this epidemic must be smallpox. It is only a pity that my medical skills are shallow and I am powerless against it." A look of vexation crossed his face, and for a moment he even forgot to ask why Qiao Chen'an had appeared here.

Without needing Chen Guanxi's instructions, Fatty Guo and Nail also realized what was happening. The two brothers put on stern faces, glanced to their left and right, and casually grabbed hold of handy weapons.

The Art of the Fist Overlord was profoundly deep, and its user could trade thousands of blows without showing signs of fatigue. Li Changsheng frowned inwardly: *This won't do! If things continue this way, my plan will still end in failure.*

Su Yue—she knew this name. A name that could be mentioned in front of Ye Lingchuan even less than "Xiao Ruojin".

Judging from the safe zones, the next safe zone was once again generated right in the middle of the ruins. The locations of both of their teams fell well within the bounds of the safe zone.

Without waiting for Xia Yu to refuse further, Chen Guanxi dragged his suitcase and headed toward the direction of the parking lot.

"Quickly call for our fighter jets and shoot these annoying bastards down!" Tukhachevsky shouted loudly at his staff officers.

On the seventeenth day, the vanguard of the Chaos army led by Archaon set foot upon the central heartland of the Empire, the Province of Reikland.

Two problems currently lay before him: first, how to disguise himself so as not to be discovered by Kong Da; second, how to ensure he could foolproofedly win Kong Da's money and lure Kong Da into borrowing from the casino.

At this thought, she gently raised her hand and pushed against the door. The door was not locked, so she put her entire strength into pushing it open wider.

Opposite him sat a young man of about twenty-four or five years of age, standing 1.84 meters tall with a well-proportioned build, dressed in a navy blue casual suit. His features were not exceptionally handsome, but rather pleasing to the eye, and a pair of dark, deep pupils radiated a composed gaze, exuding a maturity that surpassed his years.

As the standoff continued, several more spatial ripples emerged, followed by the appearance of several figures exuding powerful auras.

A hint of gloominess lingered in Old Master Song's eyes, as if he were silently asking: *How could I possibly have come to this today? Stop joking around.* His reaction left the others speechless for a moment, as they had never imagined he could experience such a miserable plight.

Whenever the Emperor recalled this matter, he indeed felt a twinge of guilt. Back then, Jiang Suo had established an independent sphere of influence in Youzhou, and it was the Second Prince who had used the calculated strategy of a imperial marriage to lure him back. Who could have expected that now, even though the Eldest Prince had long since possessed certain capabilities, he remained utterly loyal and content himself with farming and weeding at home? The Emperor truly felt rather conscience-stricken.

Jiang Suo looked at her, hesitated slightly for a moment, and finally nodded before gently helping her to her feet.

The mysterious altar, forged on the foundation of the mountains and rivers of the entire Earth and imbued with other forces, was something even Chen Fan could not see through at this moment.

"Understood! Yan'er will firmly keep the Third Sister's teachings in mind and will never let down the Third Sister's kindness in helping me!" Chu Lingyan bowed deeply and solemnly to her.

Given the strength of their group, as long as the enemy force did not exceed twenty demon kings, they had nothing to fear.

It was very difficult to stay in such an isolated village and achieve prosperity. In his past life, Lin Shu had been forced by circumstances to leave the village and venture out into the world, where he had suffered greatly and taken many detours.

Chu Zhang deliberately brought up other curriculum topics simply because he did not want Chu Yigui's suggestions to continually receive attention.

Originally, after his retirement, even taking on the role of this team leader would have been considered adding a crowning glory to his career, and he surely would have been able to land safely in the future.

Urgent sounding gongs and drums were already ringing outside the commander's tent. Soldiers ran about in a rush, bodyguards relayed brief orders to officers, and soon the entire military camp sprang into bustling activity.

However, the camera clearly recorded the entire process of him staring as his earlobes gradually turned red.

Even if Wan Qiu had invited everyone and they were all willing to attend the banquet, there would still be fewer than ten people in total.

Even though she had known all this long beforehand, upon hearing it spoken aloud, she was still overwhelmingly shocked.

"Ouch! Who's that?" Wang Meng was kicked to the ground, his drunkenness seemingly evaporating in an instant. Just as he struggled to rise, Qin Yi delivered another punch straight to his forehead.