Chapter 114: You Had Better All Attack Together
"There is no point in continuing this conversation."
Li Changsheng’s voice carried a hint of coldness, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light. He had expected these foreigners to be as courteous as his own countrymen—at least offering a meal before a brawl—but upon arriving at the banquet hall, there was not even a drink to be found. Only Alexander stood there, wearing a foul expression, surrounded by steel walls that likely concealed countless threats.
These foreigners really lack manners... Li Changsheng grumbled to himself.
"Is it true? What kind of monster is this? Can we really hold our ground against it?" Some could not help but ask themselves. With the current powerhouses on Earth, could they truly withstand a monster capable of sweeping across the stars?
Luo Chen followed those faint whispers, repeating their words syllable by syllable—once, twice, three times.
Bula hurled another fireball, watching breathlessly as Lydia continued to dance around on the ground, his heart burning with impatient frustration.
Now, only the lights in the main hall of the villa remained bright; everyone else had prepared candles, flashlights, and other lighting tools.
The villagers who had stopped in their tracks began to slowly close in on Chen Yan, gradually forming a circle.
Could it be due to a change in history? If so, how did Ivankov end up in the undersea prison, and why did he later help Luffy?
Unfortunately, they were eventually defeated by the combined might of Garp and Sengoku, who sank the entire pirate crew to the bottom of the sea.
For an elderly man like Su Quan, this could extend his life and vigor, perhaps even allowing him to live for hundreds of years, much like the ancestors of the ancient era.
"Third Hokage, leave Orochimaru to me..." Chen Yan estimated that the Third Hokage could not defeat Orochimaru in a one-on-one fight. The only fortunate thing was that Orochimaru had not yet trapped the Third Hokage within a barrier for their duel.
Liao Chen, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes. Within his pupils, once as dark as black jewels, a flame now danced—vivid and lifelike, carrying a mysterious aura that drew the gaze of any who looked upon him.
Looking back toward Tibet, there was a golden radiance in the distant sky. A figure seemed to be sitting there, watching the direction where Ding Ning was.
However, in truth, this was merely another way for Angie to utilize her divinity; it only temporarily dispelled people's fatigue. As for curing illnesses, those were simply lines spoken according to the script Nangong Hao had arranged for her.
While Zhang Liang was resting in Shangdang, another incident occurred ahead, forcing him to mobilize his troops for battle once more.
The forces split into various factions, and Gao Shun immediately rallied his soldiers, throwing open the East Gate to charge out and provide reinforcements.
"Ye Weian?" Gu Qiaorong seemed to have all the strength drained from her body as she collapsed into her office chair. "How... how did you get my number?" Her voice was laced with tension, as if she were afraid.
The person kneeling nearby was pale, seemingly anticipating the bloody scene to follow.
"What do you want with me?" Shen Lingfei looked up, just in time to catch Li Wei turning his head, scanning her office.
"Gone? What do you mean... 'gone'?" Ye Weian froze, stepping back. She seemed to understand what Jing Wenyan meant, yet she dared not believe it, nor did she want to. He couldn't possibly mean that.
It would be better to discuss things now to avoid any mishandled emergencies. Regardless, from the moment Yan Chenfeng appeared, she had begun to lose control of the situation.
"Alright, say no more..." Xia Mingfeng was about to speak when he saw the man who had brought them in a month ago walking toward them with a sneer. He hurriedly stopped Wang Jue from continuing.
A faint, grey glimmer—nearly invisible to the naked eye and impossible to capture with divine sense—suddenly flashed from a cloud of white ghost-mists above Yun Yu’s head.
The commotion was so great that the snow wolves on the field howled in unison, elongating their cries while pouncing toward Helan Yao in a specialized formation. Having undergone such rigorous training, these snow wolves acted with perfect coordination.