Volume 1, Chapter 54: Daring to Leave Her Behind? Fine, Then Farewell

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Since this city had recently been struck by a devastating super tornado, and much of the damage caused by the disaster had yet to be fully repaired, Morrison chose it as the first city to deploy the weather weapon.

Amidst enthusiastic applause and cheers, members of the Egyptian team and the Chinese team took the stage one after another, and the atmosphere instantly soared to its peak.

Thanks to his night-vision x-ray eyes, the darkness outside was of no consequence to him; even without any lighting, he could see everything clearly.

“To be honest, if you had told me this two years ago, I would have been utterly shocked and shouted, ‘No way!’ But now… I’m not surprised at all.”

“It doesn’t look right. Diga has a body interlaced with red, purple, and silver, but this newly appeared Ultraman is blue and black. Although it resembles Diga, I feel it’s not him,” another argued.

The butcher had long ago been just a pig slaughterer, but after some incidents, he began mingling in the underworld.

But now it was no longer possible. Within this Dual Dust Formation, without supercomputing support or stellar energy input, the energy required to heal the sacred body would drain all the energy inside Kesha.

Initially, most attendees did not regard this meeting as very important. Most seemed distracted, planning to go offline as soon as it ended.

Liping was rendered speechless, while Yan Zhi, remaining calm, immediately leaned over and whispered softly into Liping’s ear.

When he returned the key just now, he was straightforward and even somewhat reproachful, as if blaming himself for not taking good care of his belongings.

Qing Guijie’s expression turned grim, reluctant to recall—he planned to wait until Hoshino became anxious before telling her that she had spoken ill of her fiancé many times last night and begged him to help her escape.

The single-threaded morning class obediently followed orders, but Qing Guijie, upon learning the news, deliberately checked the schedule for the ball skills competition twice—he simply couldn’t place his hopes on that guy.

He knew that if this shot missed, he would be the one to die, because if the gunman could hit the first shot, surely he could hit the second.

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On the other hand, the Tribunal was the Church’s internal law enforcement agency, equipped with its finest weapons. No one dared to storm the Tribunal and drag out Aige for execution before the Archbishop himself issued orders. According to doctrine, only the Archbishop had the authority to deal with the Chief Inquisitor.

A basket of home-grown vegetables, a basket of eggs, and a butcher who sold pork—he even brought a slab of pork belly with a perfect blend of fat and lean, clearly the best part of the pig. The villagers were so warm-hearted that whether he accepted their gifts or not, he could only reduce his trips outside.

Perhaps feeling that Xu Yang was taking things a bit seriously, and that he had a point, Qin Xiaoyun stopped arguing and quietly waited in place.

After much thought, they decided to stay because the main character was going to continue fighting, and the capital couldn’t be left undefended. After all, Zhu Jianshen was only two years old and still nursing.

“My head hurts at the back because you tackled me, causing us to roll down together. Luckily the slope wasn’t long; otherwise, both of us would’ve been flat on the ground today!” Xu Yang couldn’t help but say.

Hoshino Fujiko withheld judgment but, through this wish, glimpsed Qing Guijie’s truly cold heart.

The wind rustled the leaves, and upon the rooftop stood a figure in flowing black robes. Beneath the veil, a pair of lively eyes gleamed with a mixture of mischief and cunning.

Originally, the group wasn’t very afraid, but hearing Lin Yanxi’s words gave them a fallback plan, so they no longer worried.

When a sniper reveals their killing intent, it may sound ethereal, but every sniper understands what that means.

“We’re going in too!” Xue Yunwei took out a mirror, dripped a drop of blood onto it, and the mesmerizing Immortal Mansion opened once again.

The person lying on the bed slowly opened their clear, profound eagle-like eyes, as sharp and cold as black obsidian.

Lin Yutong ignored her, pretending not to see from afar. But the other turned and said Lin had forgotten her roots—how she came to the city years ago and worked as a temp.

Li Qingshi leapt up suddenly, gripping the Battle Dragon Blade tightly, charging directly at the ancient blood crocodile.

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Qi Sujin wondered why he suddenly acted this way, thinking perhaps the death of that old man had affected him deeply.

Over there, Xue Yunwei and the others who were slowly approaching were stunned at the sight because they had clearly seen the demon tribe resting there before, but now they had vanished.

Some disciples’ legs went weak instantly; they collapsed to the ground with bewildered expressions, murmuring to themselves.

“Over a thousand rockets? That must be more than five hundred thousand!” Mr. Li was slightly shocked. He had only set up the platform six months ago and had never heard of anyone depositing so much money into a live-streaming account.

When he opened his eyes and saw the bathroom door firmly shut with the sound of water inside, he twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Upon hearing this, the Croc Demon King was greatly alarmed. Sweating coldly, he roared, “Don’t even think about it!” With that, his massive 2.7-meter frame dashed in place, swinging his crescent halberd and glancing sideways. Just now, the Croc Demon King had deliberately missed a fierce strike, moving slowly. When the tide turned against them, the Croc demon tribe had to act swiftly.

“Dean Duan, this matter concerns the survival of our farm. It’s not a question of ‘should,’ but requires absolute certainty,” Li Chengxi said.

“Since the hospital has already treated my brother, let them continue. We’ll keep eating now. Afterward, I want to ask Dr. Lin to accompany me to the hospital for a follow-up on my father to see if his medication needs adjusting,” Zhang Ying suggested.

As the voice faded, a cultivator left the battle circle, casting a venomous glance at Chen Hao before turning and flying swiftly toward a direction deep in the forest.