Chapter 243: Zerg Attacks

"What? The Zerg?!"

The entire stadium erupted into chaos in an instant, the audience scattering in a blind panic, as Li Changan immediately stood up, a heavy solemnity gleaming in his eyes.

An invasion by the Zerg was never a trivial matter, especially when the arrival of powerful Zerg warriors heralded nothing short of a monumental catastrophe.

"Why now of all times..." Li Changan muttered to himself, his brow furrowed.

Wu Yong came rushing over, his face masked in deep gravity: "Changan—

"Xueyi, pack up our things, we are setting off for Luocheng." Yao Shun stepped forward and took Fan Xueyi's hand.

Even after Xu Ting declared its independence, Tian Ling's primary adversary remained the Demon Race. Although Ander now harbored a bitter grudge against Xu Ting, he still directed his spearhead at the Abyssal Demon Realm first, preparing to expel the external threat before quelling the internal rebellion.

Though the Yun Corporation had endured several turbulent attacks, its economy had recovered well and entered a phase of completely stable growth. Leveraging its renown, even without developing new projects, it stood to profit handsomely just through partnerships.

The saving grace amidst the tragedy was that the remnants of the human army, under the cover of the Great Dog, had safely retreated to the foot of the mountain; heaven, it seemed, had ultimately spared enough seeds for its loyal military.

The skin of his crotch had been chafed raw by the saddle countless times, healing and tearing again, until fragments of fabric and flesh had fused together, so that the slightest movement brought a tearing, agonizing pain.

"What is there to fear? Isn't it a better feeling to be admired? And besides, he doesn't know what these are anyway. Since you're looking forward to it so much, I have no choice but to satisfy you; if a man can't even manage that, it would really be unjustifiable." Yun Ze reclined his chair backward, looking at Tong Guaiguai with a grin.

Thus, one after the other, the two plunged into the forest, the blazing blade clearing the way and leaving a scorched, blackened trail through the trees.

"Humph! Why bother with a simulated battlefield? We never intended to go to war, but if it's a martial contest, I'll never fear you!" This male student was also growing somewhat incensed.

Nangong Meining's expression of sheer innocence looked like nothing but pure defiance in the eyes of Ren Jingchu.

Those purple eyes were calm and piercingly cold; how could a liar possess a gaze of such serene clarity?

More terrifying still, at the precise moment he felt suffocated, the chilling frost exploding from within the ice wall had already burrowed into his body, turning his flesh and internal organs into blocks of ice while simultaneously sealing away his divine consciousness.

Mo Yan was utterly unreconciled, biting her lower lip tightly as a shield wall condensed of dark light formed in front of the Dragon Horn.

The others deeply agreed; Lin Feng was ruthless and full of endless tricks, having already cast a shadow over their hearts. Without absolute certainty, they had no wish to provoke him, for if they were unfortunate enough to perish, it would be too late for tears.

A stream of crimson, blood-colored light shot forth from the Blood Ancestor's fingertips, erupting with immense power as it blasted directly toward Zhang Fan.

When the eunuch delivered the imperial decree of marriage, the Dowager Grand Madame immediately ordered someone to summon Tongyun to Dehui Court to kneel and receive the imperial command.

Just as the blood-robed figure spoke, two blood-red monsters roared and charged at Yang Qi once more. Facing the onslaught of the twin beasts, Yang Qi dared not lose focus, mobilizing all the primordial energy and physical strength within his body to defend himself.

This was, after all, merely a sliver of divine consciousness remnant left upon his descendants, not even counting as a clone of his divine mind; its combat power was not particularly strong, capable at most of contending with an expert at the peak of the Saint Realm.

Wei Yi spoke with a trace of yearning in his tone; in truth, he was not indulging in a delusion, but genuinely possessed such intentions.

This was indeed no lie; with Yue Qinggu's wild and erratic temperament, he was truly capable of pulling off such an earth-shattering feat. No matter how contrary to common sense it appeared in the eyes of the world, to him, it was perfectly reasonable.

"But if we leave the two of them behind, they will definitely die!" Ouma Shu said, his voice laced with an anxious fury.

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