Chapter 564: May the Flame of Om Messiah Purify This Heresy!

The Holy Flame Arbiter-class cruiser slowly entered the spaceport, its posture that of a victor.

No one had expected their imagined war to end in such a manner.

Too fast...

Whether the Lianbangzheng Prefecture leaders or the CEC’s highest decision-makers, until the news of defeat arrived, they still could not believe it.

Was humanity’s invincible fleet so easily, so simply, crushed in one wave?

“Let’s go back and keep company with Elder Gu. It’s hot outside—let’s go inside first.” Han Mo released Gu Zhong and prepared to go with her to the hospital.

Second... the Town-Realm Cauldron—that is the most terrifying. The Divine Clan has delayed launching a decisive battle solely for the struggle over destiny; thus, they desperately seek the Town-Realm Cauldron, as evidenced by the Sun God’s intervention last time.

“Fucking trash, totally cracked, pfft.” The bidder, seeing Lin Qing ignore him, turned green with rage, muttered under his breath, and walked away.

The appearance of the two startled both warring sides into silence—no one understood where these two fools had come from. Were they here to appear or to clown? Even their face-covering was amateurish.

The overhead view laid bare the boundless landscape; her exquisitely beautiful face, tinged with quiet anger, held an unusual kind of beauty.

“Go take care of your business first—I’ll call you when breakfast is ready.” Lin Ran ignored Huo Chengyan and continued preparing breakfast.

Oddly enough, the entire journey passed without incident; Xia Dayu couldn’t help feeling proud, convinced his guess had been right.

His wrinkled eyelid twitched violently—could this man before him truly be the Tian Shi who, just yesterday, had acted with ruthless decisiveness, disposing of Lu Bu as casually as slaughtering a chicken?

Han Mo let out a long sigh, feeling she could no longer keep up with the thoughts of the younger generation.

I was caught at the school gate by the campus guards, who asked what grade and class I was in and why I was late. After lying about my class and name, I just walked in. The school seemed strict, yet utterly disorganized—unlike my old school, Qizhong, where the guards knew me well and would open the gate even when I was late.

Watson brought a computer and projector, screening a football match on a curtain. In Britain, such an occasion couldn’t lack football. Now, the British Empire had only football and fashion left.

His gaze lowered, fixing on the altar. Merely looking at it evoked solemnity; gazing upon it felt as if one had been transported—beyond the present, into ancient times.

“You—you still harbor resentment over that old matter?” At that moment, Hu Er saw Lans’s ever-present false, seductive smile directed at her, and her face paled slightly.

For all these years, he had never ceased blaming himself, nor ceased his rage. It was an unbearable humiliation for the Emperor of Tianyu—no one, save the parties involved and Qing’e, knew that this sovereign who overlooked heaven and earth could not even preserve his beloved wife, who had been stolen from him by force.

Captain Naresa informed Markbein of the secret location where Elyra was imprisoned. Markbein arrived at the rendezvous and relayed this information to Uchiha Madara.

The two red-maned horses reared their front hooves in panic, letting out terrified neighs. The snake’s head turned toward the startled steeds, its gaping maw baring fangs as it hissed. The red-maned horses stood frozen, as if stunned into paralysis.

Luo Tianya’s eyes held a flicker of surprise—he had really been behind her that day. No wonder she’d always felt someone was following her.

Everything suddenly felt chaotic; only after stepping outside did the world grow quiet again. Octopus shouted for us to hurry home, because the police might really come soon, and Cheng Pu’s injuries were likely serious.