Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Spear of the Fierce Tiger, Tearing Through the Souls of the Cowardly!

“Is it really possible to give up?”

Countless people stood dazed and stunned, some utterly bewildered. This was the first time since the trial began that they had seen an option to forfeit.

Yet, the penalty of a five-level reduction was brutally harsh...

But if they didn’t give up, how else could they survive?

Chen Yang’s gaze locked fiercely onto the man. Seeing his actions, he shouted angrily, “Zhang Jian!” At the same time, he sprinted wildly toward him.

This place was also the stronghold of the half-orcs; at least five hundred thousand half-orcs were scattered across the Hogros Plains.

Back in his room, after some swift operations at the computer, he connected to the surveillance cameras. In this way, every path leading to the apartment fell under his watchful eye.

The dazzling pure white light paused, then began to reverse its hue. It seemed something was settling within that pure white glow, gradually transforming into a deep, somber black.

Though he was still only a senior in college, months of internship had made him see himself as a true physician in his heart.

The Supreme Elder Lord was famously impartial, never taking sides. The Thirty-Three Heavens of the Celestial Realm were rife with strife, and whenever someone sought out the Elder Lord, he would always bluntly refuse.

Shou Mingxun ignored Xia Yi’s question, slowly slowing his steps. Behind him, the serpentine shadows writhed and hissed incessantly. His hand hung at his side, fingers curled into a fist as he spoke while walking.

Though their exchange was a simple clash of a single move, everyone clearly saw that Qin Chen’s physique was on par with Wang Hanyuan’s.

Ma Bang, still pressing on his phone, glanced up at the sweat-drenched Zhao Dezhu and handed him a tissue.

Training finally ended at nine in the evening. Zhang Xing insisted on treating us to dinner because he wanted to introduce me as his friend.

Meanwhile, Qi Hao did not impose house arrest on An Ran. Knowing she hadn’t dared leave the military camp all weekend, Qi Hao specifically told her not to worry too much and to just carry on as usual—there would be no more trouble.

Under the blazing sun, Chi Yang instinctively moved against me. I grabbed his arm and punched him in the face, knocking him down.

I nodded. The old brothers were my close friends. I couldn’t just ignore what had happened to them. Later, I would directly send the souls outside to the Netherworld.

Tian Nunu’s anxious voice was even tinged with sobbing, but Jing Man could not possibly survive. She was a fabricated entity made from illusions. Such a complex creation would instantly collapse once its magical power source was lost.

Li Yi fell silent after speaking. Qin Ming knew there must be influential forces backing Li Yi, though he preferred not to call on them unless absolutely necessary. Seeing him willing to do what he himself would not, Qin Ming felt deeply moved and knew he had not misjudged the man.

By chance, he once encountered Wuge Yunxing and Zhao Ji’s mother publicly shouting at each other.

Ilona was evolving—toward becoming “human.” Gradually, she would develop her own will, no longer under anyone’s control, eventually evolving into a “human” with extraordinary powers.

“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with lemon aloe?” Qin Ming silently asked Yiyi in his heart.

Qin Ji had been troubled earlier by the illusory experience; Sun Yuan’s words made her blush deeply.

Their ultimate fate was predictable: none survived the zombies’ jaws; all were torn to pieces.

The people around had no idea of the deeper story. After all, much time had passed, and fewer than thirty beings in this world of demons and beasts even knew about it.

Jiang Mi sat beside me, bringing Jiang Wanfeng along. As for finding a seat, I quickly cut off Jiang Mi’s unspoken apology and gestured for them to sit down.