479: Chapter 479 An Unexpected New Skill: Annihilation Flame!

A sudden "patter" of falling rocks behind him made Pete snap his head back. When he saw what had happened behind him, his expression became identical to that of the American soldiers—a copy-pasted look of utter dumbfoundment.

Just as Wei Feng was discreetly sizing up the other players around him, Chen Zheng's projection suddenly appeared in the very center of the "lecture hall."

Meng Qi anxiously dialed Zhou Mingxuan's phone number, seemingly oblivious to the fact that it was two in the morning, a time when most people are fast asleep.

Shen Moyi shot Yi Binghan a sour look, leaving her completely baffled. Did this fellow somehow know she was afraid of running into Nangong Yun?

"Of course, we've collected a lot of copper ore. The ore there is practically like fruit on a tree; you just have to go and pick it..." As he spoke, the man in glasses lifted the back flap of the tent and pointed to a mountain of copper ore.

Even if there were, most were only temporary, lasting no more than a hundred or so years. The Pure Yang Sect had held on the longest while "snatching food from the tigers' mouths" of those three sects, yet they had only occupied the title of "Number One Sect of the Righteous Path" for less than a thousand years.

"You'll find out in a moment." Don't Call Me Corpse Brother finished speaking and said no more, swinging the long spear in his hand to slash down at the Dark Medusa from a distance.

"I proposed again last night, but she still refused me..." He wore a bitter smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, this is Lord Chen Zheng's request. Please come with me." With that, Scar grabbed its dog chain and dragged it toward the Viking Assembly Plant.

"Hehe, the Young Master's harvest is massive; I've truly had my eyes opened this time," Old Ginseng said with a grin.

Although the strike he used to block for her last time only contained two sword intents, she knew it was only because he lacked time. Since he had chosen the path of fusion, he would surely merge the three sword intents, or perhaps even more, together.

As for the spirit stones, they weren't spent in vain at all. After all, if he were to search for them intentionally, he would at most find some fire-attribute bird feathers as substitutes. Finding such a perfect item was essentially impossible. Therefore, no matter how many spirit stones it cost, it was something money couldn't normally buy.

Clearly, these attackers were searching for this very item. Once they confirmed the item was correct, one of the leaders took the repackaged silk bag, tucked it close to his body, and then signaled to his remaining subordinates. Without cleaning up the scene, they left the area immediately.

Changning's pupils contracted slightly as she halted her steps. Even though she considered herself someone who had weathered many storms, seeing such a scene still made her feel a sense of dread.

Yan Qing spoke as he gave a kick, burying the earthworms he had dug up with moist soil.

"Your name is Hou Wei, right? I won't bother reading your file; it's not much better. Logically speaking, the crimes you've committed would earn you at least life imprisonment, or in more serious cases, the death penalty," Li Zelong said.

"Then you are? I heard Mr. Bai Meng is very handsome. Since you're of the same clan, you should be the same, right?" Changning's eyes were filled with anticipation and fervor.

"My deal is very simple: a life for a life!" Zhang Yi said with a slight smile, speaking unhurriedly.

'Why hasn't it—' Just as Orimura Chifuyu was confused, the sensation on her face startled her awake, and she snapped her eyes open instantly.

However, the knight didn't seem to care about this. Or more accurately, he had long since grown accustomed to this scent of cruel slaughter. Even the most terrifying death before him was merely a slightly novel experience that ultimately meant the same result.

Thus, when the killer appeared before him, he could only watch helplessly as the other party raised the blood-stained dagger, mouth still muttering some repetitive words.

This man, who braved the risks of Rayleigh and feared no one, actually had a trembling voice when speaking to her. No matter what reasons Su Ran had, she could no longer treat Fu Yunzheng that way.

Su Ran was taken aback and hesitated for a moment. Only when she saw that Fu Yunzheng truly had no way to pull back the gauze to look did she nod.

But as time passed, whether it was the emperor or the officials, they all began to break the rules they had set, bit by bit. Gradually, the rules became nothing more than decorations.

Madam Chen had a shrewd and harsh appearance, looking like someone difficult to get along with. Bao Ning hadn't liked this Madam Chen much in her past life, finding her too noisy.

Therefore, although guardian beasts protect treasures, they lack intelligence and naturally cannot refine or claim the treasures for themselves—unless the treasure is a spiritual herb. In that case, once the herb matures and the guardian beast consumes it, it can evolve and gain intelligence.

As for what the major event specifically was, the man certainly wouldn't tell the shop assistant too many details; he didn't want to take any risks.

According to Yang Chengjiang, the people lying in the coffins had all signed agreements to have their bodies modified for the "God-Making" project.

Not knowing where to start with Yi Shengge, Zhou Xize didn't want to break the current peaceful atmosphere.

Su Ran, Shen Huian, and Bai Wei sat in the living room; they had called a doctor to perform a check-up on Shen Huian.

Standing by the window, Shuey gazed coldly at the patrol teams on the street. Large groups of warriors were still scouring the area, rounding up and questioning any youth who looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Vibrant sunlight peeked through the dark clouds, making the hilltop, the distant Arcane Tower, and the Imperial Palace shine brilliantly.

Lian Zhou was slightly dazed by his words. She lifted her eyes, her heart filled with a complex mix of emotions. Finally, she nodded.

Looking at the place that resembled a pigsty, Zhouzhou and Lan Yin couldn't help but shoot Wei Xiao a look of disdain simultaneously. His earlier bravado vanished instantly, and Wei Xiao gave a sheepish smile as he ushered Zhouzhou and Lan Yin into the room.

On the late-night street, Cha Yi began to sprint desperately. If anyone had seen this escape speed, it would definitely be no less than that of a hundred-meter sprinter. Going up slopes and down pits, leaping and maneuvering—these movements were on par with even the best parkour practitioners.