Chapter 155: Isn

"Damn!" Lin Fan cursed, dodging instantly as he activated the Wind God Shield and launched a bolt of lightning straight from his palm.

Laura and Kei led their troops in a door-to-door search, meticulously inspecting every spacecraft inside and out, leaving no corner of the Divine Realm unexamined, while Ah Du hid in the Divine Realm's sewers—he had almost escaped, but the entire sky passage had been sealed shut.

Upon hearing this, the man chuckled awkwardly; Wu Ming then realized this wasn't Sun Shengli—he'd seen Sun Shengli's photo before. To be honest, although Sun Shengli was a decent man, his appearance was truly imposing, but this guy had a sharp nose and monkey-like face, clearly a sleazy type.

"Ugh~" Bao Chentian groaned as he spat out a thick mouthful of blood; his left side was nearly shattered, his left arm reduced to a pulp of meat—completely ruined.

For those who provoked her, Yueying never left behind any threats; her astonishing aura surged forth as the Biyou Sword shot forward like a rainbow to meet the circular artifact.

"Grandpa, look at this thug—he doesn't act like a soldier at all, full of slick, oily talk," Han Xue pouted, shaking Han Zhenggang's arm.

As particles collided, a blue light curtain tore open and rapidly expanded; everything within the curtain was instantly disintegrated and ground to dust.

Because players complained that gear glow was too dazzling, the game added a feature to hide color effects; Lin Fan strongly agreed—he himself was far too conspicuous in his gear, even walking through Holy City drew too much attention, so being able to conceal his gear's radiance was a major relief for him.

Su Yang felt Mei Li's words were like a tongue twister; his mind was already muddled, and with Karina right there, he grew tense. If he had to say out loud in front of Karina that he wanted to sleep with Mei Li, he simply couldn't.

"Of course, it's better than anywhere else—if it weren't for school, I'd never have left the mountains!" Mo Mo wrinkled her nose, staring fixedly at her hands, missing the orphanage director and her friends.

Mo Li, influenced by Qin Lu, had developed excellent calligraphy himself; now seeing it, he couldn't help but praise, "Excellent."

Ah Hu sensed the gloomy aura emanating from Yan Cen—he disliked it, meowed to flee, but Yongchen Emperor stroked his fur and placed him in Yan Cen's hands; Ah Hu endured it briefly, then decisively leapt off the ground and ran away.

In the rhythmic patter of footsteps, as Natali powered on the system, faint lights flickered to life along both sides of the corridor's walls, stretching endlessly like walking upon a carpet of light.

Zhen Jie shook her head: "She said nothing—she was dazed, following me out. Her whole being was like… like a volcano ready to erupt, yet tightly sealed, refusing to release anything."

He stared at Qin Chen with a face as dark as iron, his gaze cold enough to carve into blades—if his hatred could manifest as weapons, Qin Chen would already be shredded into a thousand pieces.

He slowly opened his eyes; his pupils gleamed like stars, shimmering with blue holy light. Long moments passed before they gradually dimmed as the Tai Chu Divine Emperor's Heart Method concluded.

Sun Quan's face twitched slightly—he was clearly angered by Zhang Zhao's words; his meaning was plain: to fight meant certain defeat.

Ju Shou said nothing, lowering his head in thought; he too resented sinking into obscurity, yet feared that if he emerged, others would mock him.

Xia Yi, soaked in wet clothes, slanted his Japanese sword; his chest and rib injuries made his gait odd, water droplets tracing down his nose, gathering at his chin before dripping, his thin lips curling into a grin revealing stark white teeth.

The roaring Humvee fell silent in the parking lot; nearby, crowds of travelers and staff moved to and fro.

Wang Feng wasn't jealous of Huang Li or Ding Yang—he asked only to confirm whether Qin Yuzhen was truly aligned with them.

Shinmoku Saburo spoke with far more structure than Ye Jiuzhong; he cut straight to the point, his words flawless, leaving no room for criticism.

"Don't worry—if anything happens, I'll plead with the Chancellor on your behalf. Yuanrang won't kill you." Bian Bing's unique status made defying military orders not a grave offense for him.

"A hundred times? And you mean consecutively? That rule's too unfair…" Cao Zhen's eyes flickered, hesitating.

Only those on the frontlines knew about Su Yan's outburst, and it had happened only recently—who had leaked the news so swiftly? Who had pressured the provincial lord to issue an urgent decree?

After witnessing Ida Masamune's Iron Cavalry, Qin Liangyu realized the Japanese army indeed had cavalry.

"Believe it or not—it's your choice. Wait for my message." He waved, and the leopard-human closed the door, everything fading away.

Liu Fugui was truly at his wit's end; ever since making peace with Master Wei, Master Wei's attitude had turned a complete 180 degrees. Though he didn't go so far as to praise him to everyone, it was close.

As she watched, Tang Nainai couldn't help but superimpose Tang Wu and the senior sister in her mind, comparing them directly.

Driving with Zhang Zhu, he didn't head straight to the fields; instead, he first visited the survey team, bringing them some fruit.

A strong sense of unease surged within him, as if something important was about to happen.

But when she saw her swollen belly, all her hatred vanished; now wasn't the time to turn hostile—she had to reclaim the most vital thing first.

Seeing the backpack's supplies, Bu Yue couldn't help but sigh—marine resources were truly abundant; she examined the pink elongated mulberry leaves and ores.

Jing Tian urged Li Mingyang to take things slowly, start from the basics, and not reach too high; Li Mingyang ignored her, even silencing her with a hand over her mouth.