Chapter 45: Advancing with Cautious Strategy

At the same time, the swollen colossus activated its second-level mode, brandishing two finely forged greatswords as it leapt out from behind a massive sandstone block.

Everything was meticulously planned. Ji Dong headed straight north to Serbia, the pivotal point in his carefully orchestrated European strategy.

Yet, he never imagined the position above him, nor did he consider eliminating any of his brothers.

Originally, Lin Shen was hesitating about summoning Clone Number Two to join the fight, but now his heart was resolute.

Heating red-hot steel bars was a matter of moments; using electromagnetic induction for heating improved efficiency, though the cost increased accordingly.

It perfectly harmonized with the ritual refiner’s spiritual energy attribute, even the Tai Xuan spiritual energy with its five elemental properties was no exception.

If the two hadn’t been so intimately familiar, Xu Yi wouldn’t have been able to confirm her identity so confidently.

Ordinary tables and chairs were invisible to He Xiao’s eyes; only antiques would do, ones that matched his wooden bed.

Rubbing his nose, He Xiao glanced around the courtyard, noticing a few large clumps of unity lying on the ground. Curious, he walked over and picked them up.

“I’m a person with aspirations, so I won’t abandon a difficult challenge like you in favor of easier ones that cannot bring me a sense of achievement or satisfaction. Now that I’ve clearly laid out the cause and effect, does this reason satisfy you this time, Sato-kun?” Bai Shi Qian Na tilted her head, revealing a faint smile.

“All right, I won’t call out anymore. You suddenly disappeared, and I was worried sick. Many people have come looking for you. Master Gong, it’s time to head back!” Bai Qingchen said, but then noticed Leng Bingxin’s slight frown.

Later, the Azure Emperor fell to divine punishment, and Mahoraga suddenly perished as well. These two ancient, peerless titans vanished into the long river of history.

The Imperial Apartments lay in the same direction as the Imperial Group and near Li Jing’er’s residence. Without learning why Cao Ge had returned to the company for the night instead of going home, they drove off first.

Leng Bingxin glanced at Sikong Jue, who nodded, then bent down to pick up a stone from the ground and threw it toward the group.

But Xiang Yang was different; his home was here. Thus, Zhang Ming and Liu Qiang began to slack off, passing their work onto Xiang Yang.

There wasn’t much food, and under such conditions, the boss taking us in was truly a great kindness.

The three nearby heard Lu Cong’s words and all looked toward the direction he indicated. It was empty, except that behind the barrier, the fish were noticeably more numerous than elsewhere, but nothing else unusual.

This glob of furious fiery essence came from the last refinement of the Qilin’s fire; its temperature was extremely high and its destructive power extraordinary.

Mai Liqing accepted defeat wholeheartedly but was more interested in watching a good show. Li Jing’er smiled faintly at those with ill intent, ignoring them. Yet, in the workplace, such people were all too common. Who could avoid them? As long as they caused no harm, they were bearable.

A few years ago, one could still see peasants with shoes exposing their toes; now, not a single pair was visible.

The voice on the other end of the phone fell silent for a while. Only after Mihailo had calmed down did they pick up the call again.

Star-speckled garlic: the dispersed star spots under the garlic skin look no different from ordinary garlic in color or shape. Any dish cooked with just a little of the star spots peeled from the garlic flesh gains a rich and pungent garlic aroma.

She greeted Ksenia from afar, about to pull Rahsta away, but saw the person’s feet were planted like nails, unmoving.

Cheng Yingzu’s eyes reddened; a shudder ran through him. Though his voice trembled, his hands remained steady.

Nexus squeezed every ounce of energy within, converting it into a layered storm’s force, unleashing a torrent toward Belial.

Though Jiang Yao on the side was impatient, Jiang Ling insisted on finishing all necessary matters before letting them chat casually.

“Yes, we’ll set off in the morning and rush back by noon for lunch,” Xin Yuying said, tilting her head.

Her thoughts were always on him, yet she failed to care for her own health. He knew her feelings; since his feelings matched hers, naturally he worried about her.

Therefore, Lin Mu didn’t take out the Soul-Nurturing Banner but instead activated the Demon and Monster Codex in hand, capturing Chu Renmei within.

On Sunday evening, there was a class meeting during which the homeroom teacher emphasized the importance of self-study.

Zhao Hao wasn’t ready to act yet but didn’t remain in his seat either; he folded up the sofa he had summoned and followed the others to the competition area.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi sighed inwardly, while Tuoba Hu Wei was startled. Tonight, with Zhang Yi, a Han man, present here, they had thought to intimidate the group by targeting them, but someone had acted prematurely.

Lin Hao immediately closed his eyes, furious at not bringing sunglasses; the glare was so intense he could barely keep his eyes open. What was this strange yet powerful method of attack?

Glancing at Xu Ye’s ugly, repulsive face, Jing wanted to punch him countless times but couldn’t, for Xu Ye controlled the lifeblood of their survival. In fact, they all depended on Xu Ye’s existence.

Gao Gui Lin never dreamed that after Zhou Quan took a phone call outside, things would turn out like this. Momentarily at a loss, he didn’t understand the meaning of Zhou Quan’s words and looked over at Zhang Boya. She seemed equally puzzled, shaking her head in confusion toward Gao Gui Lin.