Chapter 29: Angel Squad

At the Great Soto Spirit Arena, Manager Ao led Tang San and the others into a VIP room, where the leader and members of the Imperial Team were already waiting.

In addition to the Imperial Team, Grandmaster, who had previously gone out to converse with Yu Tianheng, was also in the room. Seeing the Shrek Academy team enter, Grandmaster sighed slightly; he had known Tang San would agree to this nonsensical challenge.

However, this battle would not be easy to fight. Although they had joined forces with the Imperial Team, the task of cutting away the rotting flesh to reveal the toxin-eroded bone beneath, and then using a dagger to scrape away the remaining poison bit by bit—the mere sight of it made one’s scalp crawl, let alone performing the act itself.

"It is of no consequence; it is nothing major." Li Jing’s lips curled slightly upward, though he maintained an indifferent expression.

Early the next morning, despite the efforts to keep Yao Chuxi’s fever a secret, the Emperor’s sudden arrival the night before had caused the news to spread throughout the rear courtyard.

In his own domain, the Magic Forest, the entire map was illuminated thanks to the rewards for slaying the Overlord, with every neutral unit and hidden landmark clearly annotated.

"The dead cannot speak; your question is redundant." Pan Zhen’an said this while crouching down, his fingers gently pinching a lock of hair at the nape of Ling’er’s neck.

People gradually left the office. Even Snape, who had not yet fully regained consciousness, was bound tightly and being closely watched by Al and Angela.

At first, when Ji Xia walked in and saw Shen Yixin chatting so happily with Lu’s parents, looking as harmonious as a real family, she thought the old clichés were about to unfold, mistakenly believing that his parents would favor Shen Yixin.

But at that moment, he abandoned his cover and, in a fit of madness, rushed out, sprinting toward the outskirts of the town in full view of the army.

Of course, what Chu Yi did not care about was the danger; it was because the demon kings he was currently facing, despite their sheer numbers, could not pose any significant threat to him.

A film series is destined to be a massive undertaking, one that Luo Yuan would not easily embark upon. Strong capital is the bridge that supports such films, and some of the film series that were popular in his previous life involved countless aspects requiring adaptation; Luo Yuan currently lacked the energy to take on such a project.

The man in the brocade robe then saw clearly that Luo Wusheng’s hand had been lacerated from tearing the embroidery. No wonder the spots on the flowers were not merely blood spittle.

"Why the long face? It’s just a painting; what is so serious about it that the servants cannot admire it?" Cheng Dizi asked.

The Azure Demon Flood Dragon roared, unleashing a jet of eerie green breath that contained an intensely corrosive power, causing even the void to hiss and crackle.

Viewers in the livestream watched as the couple first argued and gave each other the cold shoulder for no apparent reason, only to reconcile and become intimate with baffling speed, their previous conflict vanishing into thin air.

"Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao! I’m here!" Su Yi was worrying about how to get in when she suddenly saw Xiao Yi appear in her field of vision with a gloomy expression. She waved her hand and shouted to him.

In history, the destruction of a Holy Land could be traced back to tens of thousands of years ago, a time when three sages appeared in the world simultaneously. It just so happened that the strength of that particular Holy Land had withered to its limit; beyond a quasi-sage master, they did not even possess a single Emperor-level expert.

Silence fell, and both ends of the phone went quiet, with nothing audible save for the slightly heavy breathing of the two.

Xiao Ping had come this time partly to help prepare for Su Yi and Xiao Yi’s wedding, but primarily to counsel Xiao Anbang. She wanted to reason with him, to help him understand who deserved his care and who did not, so he wouldn’t let his favoritism go so far that it chilled Xiao Yi and Su Yi’s hearts and left him isolated, ultimately harming himself.

"Then take an interpreter with you, or better yet, have your eldest brother serve as your interpreter!" Cheng Dizi insisted that Cheng Yanxin go along.

Thus, this loss could not deter the White Wave Bandits from their assault. Although this raid was sudden, they were not without their preparations.