Chapter 34: Scaring the Hell Out of You Cowards

"What is going on? Did she disappear again?" Several dark wizards stopped in their tracks, rushed to the wall where Mo Qianxun had vanished, and began frantically pressing against it, hoping to find a hidden switch, but to no avail.

"Is she really just an ordinary person?" a younger dark wizard asked, staring at the wall in disbelief.

"It seems we have underestimated that woman."

Mo Qianxun stumbled as she emerged from the wooden...

Li Shimin quickly fell silent, staring blankly at Empress Zhangsun as she lay on the bed. He reached out a hand, but stopped before her hair, which was dampened with sweat, not daring to touch her.

"Very well, I shall await your news." Qiao Jinliang's expression turned cold. He slammed his wine glass onto the table and rose to leave. The other two followed suit. Li Hun, a man with a thick beard, cast a final glance at Chi Hua before reaching the door, letting out a heavy, disdainful snort through his nostrils.

Even Sun Siming and the others were filled with confusion, looking on in astonishment at the excited Lin Jie. They could not fathom where he found the confidence to initiate a promotion at a time like this.

Inside the cavern, the sound of trickling water echoed. A spring continuously fed water into channels that flowed outward in all directions.

In the quiet room, Liang Chen lit another cigarette and took a slight puff, gazing silently at the clear night sky outside. There was no moon tonight, only scattered stars; yet, in the moonless darkness, the starry sky seemed even more brilliant and dazzling.

Chen Qishan clenched his right fist tightly, watching nervously as Xu Lili made her phone call, praying silently that nothing would go wrong.

Lin Jiayi was slightly startled. "Chairman Tang? Why is she... why is she here at such a late hour?" She hurriedly lifted her wrist to check her exquisite watch; it was already nine-thirty in the evening. Why would she come at this time?

As he stood up, darkness began to spread, and a terrifying supernatural force started to erode the surroundings. Bypassing the traps set for his mind, Wang Chaling made no effort to restrain himself. His formidable power instantly shattered the surrounding spiritual blockade, and a long sword inscribed with the ancient character "Zhu" (Execution) materialized before him.

Without hesitation, he flicked his wrist, throwing the short rod to his grandfather, while he himself retreated to his grandmother's side.

On the Adiya Continent, being a wizard is a profession that commands awe; it signifies not only power but also status and prestige. Even being an apprentice is a matter of pride, not something that must be concealed.

As for the rest of the story, you can imagine it: he was an ace pilot, a fighter for the air force.

"Fire!" the pilot said calmly. He had prepared three missiles for launch simultaneously. The first was the AMRAAM tipped with a nuclear warhead.

Compared to those who starved to death in the refugee camps, they were fortunate; at least they could sustain themselves.

Compared to when she was bathed in holy light, her various vitals had returned to normal levels, though she was still much stronger than before.

Because for people like this, the only ones who could subdue them were the government, and when that path was blocked, they truly fell into despair.

Kou Guanglin stood up straight and spoke in a booming voice, grinning so broadly that his mouth seemed to stretch to his ears.

She grew vigilant the moment she saw a black man, let alone one who looked like a thug. Besides, with a driving style like this and this kind of music, who else could they be but thugs?

"But we have no guarantee of victory." A glimmer flickered in Dormammu's eyes, as if he were wavering. After a long time, he finally spoke.

The senior executives of the "News Agency" took turns introducing themselves to Zhang Taibai and took the opportunity to report on the current state of the organization.