Chapter 549: The Fourth Pillar!

The final decision rests with Alvin.

If he judges that the threat posed by the Trinity Machine Soul far outweighs its utility, the outcome will be destruction.

One must admit that this engine and the Trinity Machine Soul are indeed highly tempting.

Not only do they carry two pieces of ‘forbidden technology,’ but the Machine Soul itself, originating from humanity’s Dark Age, is an incalculable treasure.

Any member of the Mechanical Cult would

In the evening twilight, the training team had long finished work; only one figure, Jian Jian, remained seated before the computer, busily working.

In the darkness, within the barrier, silence reigned, broken only by faint, stifled sobs.

When I woke up, I instinctively grabbed for the blanket—but grabbed a man’s hand. In an instant, my skin crawled; I screamed, thinking I’d been assaulted.

After thinking for a moment, Nan Lan chuckled again. Hong Li closed his painting and immediately clamped his hand over Nan Lan’s mouth to silence her, though his cheeks flushed slightly.

Gu Xingyue’s expression was equally calm; she had no idea what had prompted this end-prince to suddenly say such a thing.

Could it be because of Li Cangqiong? That day, the way she looked at Li Cangqiong clearly showed she had taken notice.

“...” The bandit chief clearly recalled the scene; his eyes rolled back and he nearly fainted.

Mo Sanqian deliberately wore something highly revealing as she lay on Mo Qianmo’s bed; she had secretly placed a mind-disrupting incense on the table. Outside, music and dance continued, the beauties swaying their bodies, their tender eyes concealing hidden storms.

Nan Lan was clearly afraid of this Hong Li; she said nothing, staring closely at the blue stubble covering his chin, his furrowed brows giving him a weary look.

“Step back!” Xia Mo held a thin, short silver needle, her heart uncertain—after all, this needle was at best a hidden weapon; the knife in their hands was the real threat. Once her needles ran out, she’d be helpless.

The Level Nine Tian Ling Pill was the highest-grade pill in Hua Zhou, yet Hua Sheng absorbed little medicinal essence from these pills. Even the most extraordinary Tian Ling Pill was still a mortal pill; for Hua Sheng, already at the Void Immortal Realm, it offered little benefit.

Dou Kou spoke truly—I’m now essentially a zombie. Or rather, a half-zombie. Not only are my limbs stiff, but my fifth limb is too.

“I am invincible at my level; you are destined to become a corpse beneath my sword.” Zuo Lin declared loudly, his voice resounding with confidence; he was supremely arrogant, as if certain that Helian Muyun would become dust beneath his feet.

Li Li was in a foul mood—he felt his lungs were about to burst from rage. Have you ever seen a superior get kicked by his subordinate? And kicked so blatantly? With such a clear shoe print on his face?

After the Shock Guard’s barrier fully dissolved, the already chilling temperature of the Blade Tomb plummeted again.

“What’s wrong with this purse? It’s just a purse—looks about the same.” Li Yan’s expression was mischievous; she’d seen Wu Yi’s gesture and knew he’d grown suspicious.

“Excellent insight!” A voice of approval suddenly came from outside the door—Si Tu Meitang and several elder martial artists arrived.

“Exactly, exactly...” Qin Shouru’s agreement died mid-sentence as Ming Hui glared at him; the rest of his words vanished into his throat.

The young man, now fully overwhelmed by Tu Fei, still struggled desperately—but it looked plainly like a dying man’s last convulsions.

“Young Master Lin, he’s here.” Lin Tao’s subordinate glanced inside the company; Li Yu walked over, hands in his pockets, expression cold.

“If that’s the case, perhaps it truly is due to the mysterious object. Have you fixed the backdoor in Helena’s mysterious object?” Anna asked.