Chapter Twenty-Six: The Wu Family Is Worth Nothing

"Of course, we launch a fierce attack and shatter him like porcelain." O'Connell replied, his meaning clear: use heavy firepower to sweep the First Emperor, turning the terracotta-warrior-like Emperor into fragments.

Relying on his battle-hardened instincts, Nan Mingshan instantly held his sword horizontally across his chest, blocking the lethal assassination strike from Lu Qinghe.

"Of course not. But if the single-player story mode of a game is only this long, what do you think players will do if they are still left wanting more after clearing it?" Zhao Nuo smiled.

If not for the help of the Red Emperor, even with his blood-refining techniques, he would have been unable to refine this magical artifact.

As for establishing the company, the two brothers were only responsible for providing the capital and ideas; they were not responsible for daily operations. They still had to focus their energy on basketball—priorities had to be kept clear.

Unless the entire array could be mapped out and analyzed according to its energy flow, Tony would be completely helpless against these magical arrays.

Even if powers like thunder, fire, and transformation were to vanish, and the powers of time, space, and immortality were weakened, Wang Peng had more tricks up his sleeve than just those.

Then, just as is common when one thinks they can predict the direction of events only for the boss to never act according to the planned route, the Red God did not target the cat-folk. Instead, he waved his hand, projecting a dozen light orbs with a deeper hue than before, indiscriminately smashing them toward everyone.

"Five minutes left until the legendary moment of the FPS descent!" Looking at Christine’s devout expression, she resembled some kind of eccentric zealot.

A large number of undead had been resurrected due to the Impure World Reincarnation technique. Meanwhile, key figures of the Fourth Ninja World War, Killer Bee and Naruto, finally persuaded the Raikage and the Hokage to participate in the coming battles.

A look of displeasure appeared on Long Canghai's face. Even with the highest level of strength, Sky was only an eight-star. With his own strength having broken through to ten stars, combined with his status in the Dragon Group, there were truly few people who could say he was unqualified to teach, let alone offer guidance!

In real life, one really shouldn't lack social graces. Just because a character in a drama is lovable doesn't mean you have the right to be self-righteous when you make mistakes in reality.

His arms, in particular, were as good as non-existent, with only shattered bones barely held together by ruined meridians.

As this dagger was drawn, an irrepressible sharpness was immediately revealed, as if it could slice through the very scorching heat of this place.

"Master, Nangong Huang is on Green Radish Mountain; he seems to have something to discuss with you," the Snake coiled outside Guan Lichun's place of seclusion, transmitting its voice.

Yang Guang gritted his teeth in hatred. With his father nearing the end of his life, she was actually inciting him to change the Crown Prince again. He would deal with her later.

At this moment, more Turkic cavalry arrived, charging up to the front of Han Shie's grand formation. However, they did not attack, for they were terrified by the hedgehog-like formation under Han Shie's command.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Dang Lin hesitated after receiving the formal request submitted by Gong Sha for Zhang Yingxia to leave the program.

Now, they had all appeared in the Chen Domain in unison, each looking aggressive, and their target was actually the Gentleman Alliance.

Ji Chen nodded and said, "Rest assured, I will handle everything." Having said this, he took the food box handed over by Night Rakshasa, turned, and walked forward.

He did not know whether he should love her or stay away from her. After all, this was not his world, and he would eventually return.

"Grandma, please don't worry, I will take good care of myself. You, on the other hand, must take care of your own health; don't overwork yourself for the sake of the family!" Xu Jing said, her voice choked with sobs.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his hands began to tremble as he pointed toward the distant sky.

It roared at the sky. Although it did not understand what the mutated eagle was saying, there was certainly a meaning behind it.

"Bagundan, surrender now and you may still have a chance at survival!" Xiahou Chenxiao blocked the blow with his blade. The Shadow Guard spat, his heart sinking. Without further nonsense, he launched a fierce attack, forcing the Shadow Guard into a dead end after several dozen moves.

He was usually easygoing, but when it came to matters he insisted upon—once he had made up his mind—he would never let go or give up. Even if it meant risking his life, he would see it through.

Since she had made such a scene about selecting a consort, there had to be a conclusion. She decided to settle it all today.

"Second sister, why are you hiding there? Are you playing hide-and-seek? You're so old, and yet you still love to play," Wen Yu'kou said, walking toward the rockery.

"Liangchen, Meijing, after I pass away a hundred years from now, I will arrange for you both to go to the Ji family, how does that sound?" Over the years, she had rarely kept in touch with the Ji family, but now she found herself missing the days spent there more and more.

As the crowd was still lingering, reluctant to let go of their treasures, Zhai Qiuzi had to use his "groping hands" to forcibly take the treasures back. He then urged them to leave quickly, forbidding them from revealing the secret of this place, or else they would bear the consequences themselves.

What followed was the customary "harsh torture." However, Lingdang, who had been insulted the most, did not leave a single person with a chance of survival.

Ignoring the reactions of those around him, Yun Chen casually knocked three people away, but his expression did not improve. At this moment, the killing intent in his heart was like a volcano ready to erupt, capable of bursting forth at any time.

Although many ordinary people could research these matters, the power they could control and the resources they could obtain were far inferior to those of cultivators. Therefore, neither the scale nor the efficiency of their research could compare to that of the cultivators.

The Yellow Dragon Pill was also a medicinal pill for enhancing the cultivation of mid-stage Spirit Movement cultivators. It functioned similarly to the Jade Marrow Pill and could be used as a reference. Judging by the quantity of medicinal herbs in the bag, there was only enough to refine two batches, which posed a great challenge to the alchemist.

John sat in Qin Ming's office for a while before leaving, and Zhao Rui then took Qin Ming home.

Liu Dingtian, inside the array, heard a series of rumbles that made his head ache. Through the array, he could vaguely see a behemoth outside constantly bombarding the same spot, where cracks had already begun to appear.