Volume 1, Chapter 69: The God of War, Li Zongzhi

Another wolf howl echoed through the air, even more sinister and intimidating than the previous one.
The four of them whipped their heads around simultaneously!

A wolf king, noticeably larger than the rest of the wasteland wolves, stood before them. Its body alone stretched to three meters in length, its entire coat ablaze with a fiery red hue, as if flames were actively burning across its fur.

This was!
The Crimson Moon Blood Wolf!

Because they had been traveling along the riverbank and utilizing spiritual detection, they had encountered virtually no danger. Only a few creatures foolish enough to manufacture threats needed no concealment.

"What?!" Seeing Zhang Ye appear overhead, Que Wuyun was struck by a surge of overwhelming horror, and he hurriedly manipulated his Susanoo to attack Zhang Ye.

After the retainer of the Wan family perished, the other contestants on the arena stage were already engaged in a fierce battle. At this moment, Wu Tian seemed to have been abandoned in a corner, completely ignored by everyone.

Ye Huan and Alturia continued to clash repeatedly. Because Ye Huan had already halted time, the Atlanteans near the grand hall had no opportunity to escape whatsoever, and were completely torn to shreds by that violent, surging energy.

Thought after thought flashed continuously through Lin Mu's mind. It seemed that due to this bizarre enhancement, his consciousness had become extraordinarily sharp; it felt as though mere fractions of a second were enough for thousands of complex thoughts to formulate completely.

The next instant, those two nine-colored fire dragons soared straight into the clouds, dragging a vast sea of flames in their wake as they crashed down with a thunderous roar directly upon the head of the Kui of Electricity.

"Hahaha! I am going to break through ahead of time!" In the midst of his battle with Yang Jingtian, Tian Zang continuously refined the living beings he had just devoured, his aura steadily climbing as time ticked by.

I suddenly found myself in a difficult spot. Given Ouya's current state, simply making Zhou Zhi play the role of Ikkyu-san would definitely not appease her resentment. Without her resentment being appeased, I would have no way to guide her soul to peace.

Mo Li suddenly remembered that the Vast Cold Palace was not the only faction entering the city, and furthermore, his eldest grandson was currently serving within the Mu Family Army.

An NPC with a combat power of 81 was practically an irresistible force to the players of the present era. While players normally relied on sheer numbers to achieve victory, the forces on the side of Red and White were currently inferior in number to the enemy. Coupled with the appearance of two powerful NPCs, they naturally stood no chance against their opponents.

Marquis Li said coldly, knowing full well what her son wanted to ask. She cut him off immediately, halting the words before they could escape Li Ying's lips. As for whether Nalan Yanran could win over the hearts of the army within three days, that was no longer something she could assist with.

That very night, I had a very strange dream. In the dream, a terribly emaciated man stood before me, wearing an extremely worn-out Zhongshan suit with frayed cuffs that were covered in numerous patches.

Or could it be that this was the result of her repeatedly using Xu Fugui's body to practice acupuncture and search for a feel for it?

A wisp of dark clouds obscured the moon, and faintly, an indescribable silence of death blanketed the entire village.

Previously at the shop, Chu Xinyao had neither the surplus time, energy, nor money to drastically improve Xu Fugui's appearance. Yet just by trimming his bangs and changing his clothes, he had changed quite a bit. This showed that if she were to put genuine effort into improving him, the resulting transformation would undoubtedly be stunning.

"Wait!" Nuannuan's shout startled Dan Yu, sending a jolt through him. "Read it slowly by yourself when you get back. You're coming with me." With those words, she grabbed Gu Yue and pulled him away.

Gu Xiaomeng was wearing high heels; how could she possibly outrun sturdy, muscular men? After running only a few steps, she was overtaken by them.

Suddenly, I felt my body being yanked by a force, as if someone had hoisted me up with a rope. Although my abdomen was protected by the holy armor, the sensation of being dragged along by a single cord was far from comfortable.

In the future, the value of these three hundred copies would skyrocket to astronomical levels, with some people even willing to trade the mining rights of an entire mineral vein for just a single first-edition volume.

Although the manager did not understand these professional terms, she quietly listened from the side for the sake of the program.