Chapter 240: Sorry, You Can

A new crescent moon rose slowly.

What spilled down was not shimmering moonlight, but a blood-red hue that sent shivers down the spine.

Tonight's moon has been stained red.

If you look closely, you can see faint black marks on the blood moon.

Stare a moment longer.

You will realize—

The moon is watching you.

Wu Wang lowered his head and shook it off.

Unnoticed, he spat out the few teeth he had been holding in his mouth.

Upon suddenly hearing the cry of Spirit Ring Immortal, Yun Yu's heart jolted. He knew full well the origin of the Tianyu Hall.

"This is not my home. I never belonged here, never did, never do, and never will," Jiang Ruyun said.

Since the warship crashed, the Obsidian-Class vessels vanished from the world entirely. Longgu had sent many to search the wreckage for survivors, yet encountered no Obsidian-Class attacks along the way—they seemed to have been sucked back into their original world.

He walked and threw the curved blade; he walked and caught it again. The blade had been part of his body since the moment he was born.

This time, the power given to Yan'er came not only from Murong Feng's waiting and soothing presence, but even more from Murong Kun's mysterious vial of potion.

"You seek death? Then I shall grant it. Once I kill you, no one will know it was me who did this," Xuan Yuan Huihuang said with a faint smile.

Then came the auction of two more A-rank items, and a Ground-level combat technique from Dou Po Cang Qiong, which fetched a decent price.

Xu Youdao politely bid farewell to everyone, stepped back a few paces, then turned and strode away.

Ye Zhuo did not respect He Daoren's strength, but that didn't mean he thought He Daoren was useless—in fact, He Daoren's entrance, levitating in midair, had startled Ye Zhuo greatly.

Within the Tang Empire today, there are eleven circuits; excluding the newly annexed Eastern Turkic territories, all other ten circuits have established outposts.

The midwife, perceptive as ever, brought the baby to Ding Yi's face and reached out to slap its buttocks.

Rong Han's warm breath brushed her earlobe, sending a tingling sensation through her; Nie Qingqing nearly lost her balance.

These three jungle knives each had unique applications depending on the situation; for Mu Jing, who held absolute dominance in the jungle, the green jungle knife was no longer very useful—only the blue and red ones suited his preferences.

In this world, the primary weapons people used were still firearms; fire was uncommon.

But no one expected Novitski, suffering from a 38°C fever, to utterly dominate James with no chance to fight back.

"Sit wherever you like," Director Cao said, forcing a kind smile as he spoke to Xue Yang.

Because Tian Yang's head was now nestled between Mimi's breasts, his speech came out muffled and indistinct.

Once stacked to eight layers of passive, it deals additional magic damage to the target and nearby enemy units—a value that remains substantial even late-game, since the damage is hybrid.

Cai Fu was right: Zhang Ze had already sent Tai Shi Ci with one hundred thousand troops from Huainan to reinforce, and to seize Jingxiang. After Xu Huang took Chang'an, the troops in Shangdang were left idle—why defend when it was all our own? So Zhang Ze redirected them to Huainan for temporary defense.

Carrie's eyes were nearly twice their normal size; she could not suppress the fear in her voice—not before this monster that had torn off half her body herself.

After his gaze shifted, Wei Wuji sighed inwardly; after a brief hesitation, he ultimately abandoned the idea of suppressing Xiao Yao.