Chapter 41

Ares had a kind heart and bore no murderous intent toward Zack, but with his fighting spirit driven to its peak, it was entirely possible that in the fierce duel, unable to rein in his overwhelming power, an accident might occur.

The Zelugantia army no longer wished to use Gedenckeo to resort to such hostage-threatening tactics, not even for a single second longer.

With a few strides, he reached the front of Li Chongxin's horse, reaching out to gently pat its head as if there were something extraordinary about this beast. Fortunately, the horse did not possess the kind of excessive human-like terror, or it surely would have bolted.

Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Yun felt as though he were under some sort of control. He wanted to utter those words, but for some reason, they simply refused to come out. He desperately opened his mouth, yet not a single sound could be produced.

However, what he did not anticipate was that Ye Tan’s next remark would chill him to the bone even further, leaving him with no choice but to speak.

Toby skillfully managed the rhythm of opening and closing the spatial tunnel, somehow maintaining a pace that kept them safe from being scorched by the Blazing Flames. Carrying everyone in Ares's faction, he narrowly avoided the searing fires of the sealed forbidden zone time and time again.

"Yes..." Chu Yun said, yawning. He rarely accepted missions that required staying up all night. In Chu Yun's own words, no matter what happened, one must eat well and sleep well; otherwise, where would one find the energy to make money, flirt, and study?

Meanwhile, over at Trapani, Suarez was in fine form. His ability to anticipate and support attacks was exceptionally strong, posing a constant threat to Almunia, though he failed to convert them into goals.

"No, it's just a plea." Gongshu Jia was left at a loss by the chill in his eyes. Could this guy be out of his mind?

A gust of wind swept by, stirring the stagnant wisps of mist. These mists slowly swirled with the air currents, rendering the distant scenery surreal and prompting anyone who saw it to break out in praise.

"Jiaoyu!" Quhui softly called out to her, hesitating for a moment before finally asking, "Does Wu Chenfei still have no memories?" In all three of his reincarnations within the Buddhist realm, Wu Chenfei had failed to recognize Jiaoyu. Quhui worried that even now, reborn into an ordinary mortal family, he might still pass her by without a destined connection.

Yet, when such an adorable young man said something like that to someone he was meeting for the first time, most people would consider him frivolous. Strangely enough, however, he gave no such impression at all.

One could guess without asking: Moxue, in a moment of impatient panic, had plunged headfirst into the lake. Unaware that the water near the bank was too shallow and having used too much force, she had driven her head straight through the shallow water and jammed it into the thick mud at the shore.

As the final lingering rays of the setting sun reluctantly slipped below the horizon, the sky finally grew completely dark. Layers of tree shadows surrounded them, and the rustling sound of wind through leaves accompanied the rhythm of horse hooves, lingering close by.

If it were a dispute of deep hatred or some other form of interpersonal conflict, He Qingfan might have stepped in to manage it. But his greatest fear was emotional entanglements—that was a major problem, the kind that could get people killed.

"Heh..." Before the pain arrived, Xiahou Cheng smiled bitterly for no reason, because all he saw on Yinyue's face was ruthlessness and cold resolve. He didn't understand... he truly didn't understand... why did it have to be this way? Could it simply be because of the affair between him and Xiahou Qingzhi?

For his own selfish interests, Yelv Hongguang had instigated wars, bringing disaster to countless commoners. And this mysterious faction, seemingly for the sake of some uncertain object, intended to wash the martial arts worlds of the three kingdoms in blood. A massive upheaval in the martial realm was about to unfold.

"Fourth Young Master, if we don't make a move now, we won't even have scraps left to eat!" An old man was pacing anxiously, incessantly urging a young man lounging in a wide leather armchair.

"For the Prince to speak in such a manner is altogether shallow. The Princess is blessed with a noble destiny, and most precious of all, she possesses an exquisite and translucent heart, yet you see none of it!" Lu Yun's tone was filled with dissatisfaction, or rather, indignation.

According to Elder Wu of Wushan City, the reason Ye Bai was able to slay Xue TianDao was because he had received assistance from other powerful experts.

The fall lasted only a few short seconds, yet the sensation felt immensely long. I crashed onto the ground, but felt no pain. Indeed, it was a dream; one does not feel pain in dreams. I scrambled to my feet and looked around.

Amidst such habits, I felt that those humble creatures crawling beneath my feet were mere ants, utterly unworthy of standing on equal ground with me. I grew complacent, imagining myself to be a saint—a spiritual guide to so many, naturally sacred and noble.

Having walked the edge of life and death, Zhou Tianhao was overjoyed. He dropped heavily to his knees before Ye Chen, his eyes brimming with adoration.

"This time we can only rely on you, Lu!" Twisted Fate no longer spoke in his lazy drawl, but said seriously and earnestly.

It was only at this moment that the security guards outside heard the commotion inside the hall and rushed over heavily armed, only to be dumbfounded by the scene before them.

At his age, he no longer cared what others said; he only cared whether you were capable of doing it. Fortunately, Li Shaoze's identity as a police officer also gave Long Ma a great deal of reassurance. Of course, teaching was teaching, though he didn't expect Li Shaoze to be able to pick up all that much.