The ancient civilization infection zone (4)

The Third Elder’s words were filled with deep-seated resentment, the kind that had clearly festered over a long period of time.

“Leave, just leave. If there’s nothing else, everyone may go,” said Ziyu, maintaining his usual gentle and amiable demeanor. Few had ever seen him like this, so when he suddenly erupted in anger, no one present understood the reason behind it.

“You’ve thought of everything, little brother.” Autumn’s eyes reddened as she choked out her words. “This should have been my responsibility, but my health doesn’t allow it…” As she spoke, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Yet the children at the forefront were consumed by some kind of light, their screams vanishing as they disappeared. The man desperately shielded his jade Buddha, while I took the bracelet in my hand—this is a fine thing, I thought, something for Chen Zixuan to wear in the future, to spare him a measure of suffering.

The entire city of Chengdu had been reduced to ashes. Wang Kui had truly started from scratch, building anew from the white earth, recently establishing the administrative offices. The buildings were tall and imposing, but many places still bore traces of ongoing construction, with craftsmen still clambering on beams, hammering away.

The Su family business was my grandfather’s lifelong endeavor; how could it be handed to someone else for this reason alone?

Once Zhang Chengyue’s spirit merged with Enki, he found his bearings and made straight for the city of Uruk.

But Sargon’s weapon was too powerful—so powerful it negated most of the magical explosions and then obliterated everything around it.

If I really pretended to be the perfect boyfriend, and Li Xiangyun’s parents wanted to meet me often, I would be stretched far too thin.

When it came to tasks like moving things or searching for food, as the leader, he wouldn’t lift a finger. This wasn’t a Krupp field gun, after all.

Fortunately, the Thousand Mechanisms Tower wasn’t far from where they’d entered—in fact, once inside, the imperial palace wasn’t much further.

Mo Han looked utterly perplexed; after all, she truly had no idea what was happening.

Yet this battle was far from as simple as he imagined. A tremendous crisis lurked in the shadows, silently approaching, unknown to all—including Ling Han, who brushed right past it.

“So, you still love her?” Shu Nian asked, a faint sourness rising in her heart as she spoke.

In every class, they say, there’s always a ‘sleeping god’—someone who dozes off yet still excels. Was he one of those?

“Nian Nian, why don’t we let Ruier sleep with us tonight?” suggested Fu Siyen, who had followed them in. Seeing the child stop crying in Shu Nian’s arms, he made the proposal.

“Could it be that the black clouds are blocking our signal?” Lin Guangming asked.

The old lady gritted her teeth. There was truth to what was said, but thinking of spending so much money on a girl made her heart ache too much to give in.

Que Huan laughed in exasperation. Although she wasn’t familiar with the grand hall, it was still Tianshui City’s territory. Why should she report to an outsider just for being on her own turf?

She was pleased—her two sons had such a capable sister that they could always rely on her in the future.

Terrifying green currents crackled, and even these fragments could slice through lightning itself. The chaos was truly dreadful.

As they ventured deeper along the narrow mountain paths, more and more people appeared, dressed in various styles and representing many families. Qin Feng’s group of more than twenty was nothing out of the ordinary here.

Jiaqing launched a counterattack—fierce and unyielding—making Zhang Gui’s guilt impossible to hide.

Still, no side retreated; most sat on the ground, and the young heirs, freshly escaped from Desolation Valley, needed time to heal and reflect. The martial aura in the area provided the perfect environment for this.

In these circumstances, not even the police could do much except cordon off the scene and keep bystanders away, but the gathering crowds could only be ignored.

You never really know if shoes fit until you wear them; people act only according to their own biases.

It should have been their job, but the excitement of playing in the water made them forget entirely.

He was nearly struck so hard his life became unmanageable; now his entire body ached as if stung by a swarm of hornets.

Russell looked out over Raccoon City, sighing as he sensed every remaining zombie and monster within its limits. With hands crossed, he raised them before him.

Dealing with Lord Wang in his weakened state was much easier; once healed, he would become a formidable opponent.

On the other side, the Phoenix continued its relentless assault, dispatching an enemy in just a few moves with its powerful energy blasts.

When Wu Yi heard Su Qingsnow say she wanted to reward him, he thought perhaps she’d give him a big hug, but instead she insisted on making him a careful dinner again.

But once Wu Yi learned those men only wanted the Fire Essence Crystal, he was at ease. After all, the Fire Essence Crystal was invaluable for advancing from late Internal Strength to the Body Tempering Realm, and would also be useful for cultivation in the future.

At that moment, all nine heads of Hydra let out a simultaneous roar, and its massive paw came crashing down on the two of them.

“That’s right, Xinyuan,” Lin Qingxin smiled, stepping off the car first. She stood outside, watching Su Qingsnow with a quiet smile, saying nothing.

Dan Yong had been working as Chief of the City Guard in Aire City. Thanks to the alliance between Aire and Yorkhan, and his favor with Carter Scott, he was soon appointed as Aire City’s ambassador as well.

The Mountain of Reincarnation was just as grand and imposing as imagined, its peaks and ridges exuding majesty and power.

The kingdoms and duchies surrounding the Auckland Empire responded in unison—awed by the strength of the empire and its Daoist allies, they pledged their loyalty and sent envoys to offer their congratulations.