Chapter 154: Grab the Person First, Then We

Chen Ye had never before used red viper venom to enter a dream.

He wasn't very skilled—the illusionary red viper lacked the precision of the Lord's, but with flames swirling around it, it was close enough.

Pan Wen was no man of strong will; feeling himself on the verge of aging to death, he confessed at the mere roar of the red viper.

"Spare me! It was the Incense Burner Sect! They wanted to uncover the truth behind Niepan Sect's blood sacrifices in the Northern Frontier—they suspect Chen Ye is connected to it!"

Ji Wenyang looked at Wei Yunlin and exchanged a glance with Gao Chen: these two are no ordinary pair.

Several times, just before breaking through Wu City, the enemy would launch frenzied counterattacks, ultimately causing failure at the final moment.

Yan Xing only needed to control the raw materials—the goblins, even with the technology, could not independently build a mana engine.

Therefore, without more "black dirt" on Yuan Tan, Yuan Shang would not move against Yuan Tan.

"Let me remind you again—I can never leave the Maple Domain. Don't count on me to save you."

Xue Feng was tied to a tree in the courtyard; the rope binding him emitted a faint yellow glow—clearly an extraordinary artifact.

Xia Shiyi brought the person to the Finance Department, and the Tax Bureau immediately expelled every single person from the entire department.

Many civilians whispered among themselves, wondering why Yuan's Third Young Master's visit required such a huge commotion.

Wu Qi trembled as he took it—the sword technique created by the Fire Cloud Daoist lay before him; he could not doubt that his master had already ascended.

Li Shimin couldn't tell, but he knew that although these poems first appeared in his hands, the author was certainly not him.

"Release him, and I'll let you leave." Annelotte's tone remained cold, commanding.

When Zhang Rang heard that Xia Feng and others had killed people in the street, he wore an expression of deep admiration. He needed exactly such bold, decisive individuals.

Three fair rules—Di Chongxiao had no objections. The barbarian warriors also had none, all raising their voices in cheers. The Honor Battle began.

Xiong Ti stared at the empty street, his lips tightening slightly, his eyes glowing with what seemed like sorrow, or perhaps pain—no one knew what he was thinking: was it longing for Xia Yun's departure, or something more complex?

The day before the wedding ceremony, Emperor Karl I personally mediated, and the three leaders met informally.

Even the Blood Knife Demon King, if struck by a tank's main cannon, would be blown flying by the immense force—though this was because the Blood Knife hadn't transformed, and being blown flying was all that happened; it didn't cause actual damage.

The conversation between the sister-in-law and Li Jiu meant nothing to Taishi Ci, Li Dian, and others—but the observant Diaochan caught its meaning. Diaochan sensed that the sister-in-law and Mudah were already very familiar, close, and intimate.

Saloon finished speaking and casually tapped his scorching-hot fingers across Regnar's upper body; each touch triggered Regnar's screams.

"What are you all here to see?! If I fight the headmaster, even the shockwaves will scare you all into shriveling up! For my future happiness, get far away—and protect your precious things!" Angellista snapped at the students who had followed to watch the spectacle.

"What weapon do you need?" Halsen asked coldly—he was merely giving himself an excuse to acquire a suitable weapon. Halsen was not skilled in unarmed combat; only a well-balanced two-handed sword would let him unleash his full strength.

The only suspicious thing was that only traces of fire-elemental energy ravaged the area—almost no trace of the Fiery Spirit's opponent remained.

"Roar!" The roar alone—ignoring everything else—sent a bloodthirsty impulse through everyone, making their scalps crawl. Many had the illusion that a bloodthirsty demon had been reborn, that this great demon was howling to the heavens, venting its rage and proclaiming its return as king.