Chapter 30

“Wow! Destiny, the title ‘Frenzied Priest’ really suits you—you can even drive the dungeon boss into a frenzy,” Nuan Nuan exclaimed joyfully, making Destiny’s face twitch with disbelief, his eye corner trembling.

Meanwhile, Okita Souji felt quite frustrated. He had initially hoped to find kindred spirits at Chaldea, only to realize their ailments were easily treatable; the only one coughing blood was still himself.

Afterward, Li Hong and his companions left the caravan and headed straight for the Ironwood Forest, named after the ironwood trees it cultivated.

Though the system had upgraded and the Scholar Hiring System gained many new features, Zhang Yi was primarily focused on the option to hire junior and senior scholars within the system.

The Lion King represented the state of King Arthur—initially wielding the holy sword, then switching to the holy spear, fighting until his spirit was corrupted.

Gazing at the silent yet imposing Wraith Knight in the distance, Destiny took a deep breath, channeling energy beneath his feet.

Seeing Liang Zhenzhen’s retreating figure, Ma Tianbao’s face turned green with rage, his hatred for Chen Tianhao so intense he wished he could grind him into mince.

Brave Mengmeng executed a combo attack, grabbing the boss’s aggro and earning hearty, silent praise from her four teammates.

“Coach Sun, please have a seat. Is there any directive you wish to give to our transfer department?” Bald Henry greeted with a respectful smile.

Today, countless Red Army fans flooded in, nearly bursting the entire Anfield Stadium. Had it not been for reserving one stand for the visiting team, the whole stadium would have been a sea of red.

“Huanhuan?” Jing Tianchen furrowed his brows. “Who is Huanhuan?” He had no recollection of the name and asked aloud.

Although the pressure was not as overwhelming as before and had eased somewhat, Qi Yu remained vigilant and grave, even more cautious than earlier.

Song Jiayi flailed her fists wildly, striking Huo Ziyang with the same force as in the past, as if possessed.

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On the video screen, a flood of subtitles suddenly appeared, all reading: “I want to know too, I want to know too.”

These modifications were not made blindly; after a full year of trials and observations in Jingjiang New District, they began to be implemented gradually, earning considerable acclaim.

Qi Ming nodded at him, and Qi Yu returned the gesture before bidding farewell to everyone and setting off with Ermao’s father.

Seeing the scarred man recognize his father, Zhou Lei breathed a sigh of relief, regretting not naming his dad earlier to avoid being kicked.

No matter what Fang Zhiqiang said now, Huang Wanting found it difficult to feel happy.

The arrow completely pierced Li Feng’s shoulder, yet he remained expressionless, calmly walking past Nu Jiangxue.

Demonic energy surged, engulfing a thousand-mile radius in darkness, the sky and earth dimmed, as if plunging into endless night, with only pure evil’s true demonic aura rippling through the air.

He was so disinterested in managing the Emei Sword Alliance he founded that he couldn’t be bothered to frequent the forums.

After all, cultivation techniques were beyond Ye Qiu’s understanding; he needed to test whether this method suited him.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly thunderbolts crashed down, their power swirling in a violet torrent like a thunderous waterfall breaking its banks, wildly pouring down.

A single elemental particle was thousands of times stronger than those from the lower realms; within a hundred-billion-light-year radius, how many lower realms would that equate to? It was beyond description.

“What, you haven’t realized the situation yet?” Wu Di’s smile remained, but her words made the four sisters’ bodies tremble.

Using enemies to test abilities was Wahu’s noble intention, but enemies were not fools; they refused to be mere targets. Everything depended on whether the Thorn Rose’s battle plan could be executed smoothly.

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“You fairies are so strong, aren’t you? Didn’t you want us to witness fairy speed? Then let me satisfy you.”

Fusing with the Dao, what was Hongjun’s true aim? Could it be to fill the gaps in the Heavenly Dao, to mend its imperfections?

“What’s the difference between this mutated lightning ability and ordinary lightning abilities?” she asked eagerly.

“Speak, what is it?” Yu Ziqing knew that since Yue Lan was willing to part with the Moon Veil Clan’s sacred relic, she must have an important request.

At dawn, the gray, misty light typical of the apocalypse was mercilessly blocked by a grimy curtain stained with black blood, its original color unrecognizable.

The wealthiest, easiest to conquer, and least defended city-states could be easily identified with a simple investigation; nothing could be concealed.

“Luckily, I barely managed to grasp the second-level incantation,” Qin Hao said excitedly, his smile as joyful as an eight-year-old’s.

Legend held that some ancient clans possessed secret methods to eliminate or suppress the Underworld King’s poison, but these were mere legends.

Before the apocalypse, this place had been a fairly large factory, several workshops built side by side. Some roofs had collapsed, and much of the surrounding wall had fallen, overgrown with weeds. Yet, despite its ruinous state, many people still lived inside.

Because she knew that Qi stage cultivators activated talisman treasures slowly, these activation times alone were enough for her to kill them.