Chapter 40

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"Did I not tell you? I am the greatest dwarven craftsman of the future, Voss the Hammer!" Voss said indignantly.

It did not take long for Sawen to fell a dozen large trees. Naros looked at the chaotic scene, her admiration for Sawen's strength boundless, yet she remained deeply skeptical about how they could possibly transport these massive trunks to the valley exit.

The problem, however, is that I am not Tan Xi; I lack his magnanimity. Others have their hardships, but I have my own. If I understand everyone else, who will be left to understand me?

The outer robe of the Falling Cloud Martial General was shredded by the blood-splattered strikes of Shaoyan. Now, with his long staff strapped to his back, the Falling Cloud Martial General bowed repeatedly to the East Mountain Tiger.

It was not entirely impossible. Suppose that after Ning Ling hit Lin Yixuan with her car, he did not die immediately but was taken to the hospital by a taxi driver.

With that said, Sawen tapped his toes and soared into the air, flying straight toward the giant monster. The members of the Dragon race exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and followed him in a charge against the beast.

Having finished speaking, he looked up and caught the cold, stern gaze of the Celestial Emperor. He shrank back like a startled cat, mounted his cloud, and fled.

Another angry shout rang out: "Get away from me, all of you!" Something was hurled at the door, clearly aimed at them, frightening them into scurrying even further away.

I felt a sudden sorrow. Was it meant to be the king of wolves, only to suffer defeat and end up in such a state? I understood the reason for its loneliness; its companions were all dead, yet it lived on in solitude. If it possessed human emotions, it must be living in profound agony.

As the second half began, the Lakers players immediately sensed a change in the Timberwolves. Everyone was running with desperate intensity, as if fueled by adrenaline.

The blood carrying Tenten's chakra entered Leizi's body, and under Tenten's control, it began to spread and lie in wait.

Zhao Jialong dragged his heavy body as he fled, shouting loudly in the hope that Gao Wu might hear his plea for help. In reality, due to the poison, his body was gradually ceasing to obey his commands; his mouth grew numb, and his desperate cries were reduced to mere hoarse whispers.

A golden light flashed. Wu Tian sat cross-legged, and a phantom of a Shamanic brute manifested out of thin air, enveloping him within it.

If one were to compare Miku and the others to birds in a cage, allowed to fly only within those confines, then Tianyi and A-Ling would be birds in a cage as well, yet they possessed the freedom to soar through the sky whenever they wished.

Judging by the vibrations above his head, it was virtually impossible to complete the enhancement before being dug out.

Sitting in the car, Ji Yun’s face was as pale as frost, and his hanging right hand had swollen like a bun.

Three breaths later, the soul that once existed was now a blank slate. Its memories and essence had been wiped clean by Gao Wu.

The reason for the opposition was simple: the previous performance of "Majestic" had left such a profound impression on the members of Muse that no one dared to use songs provided by Chen Yu without authorization.

The Dragon-headed demon gave a cold shout. Standing perfectly still, he reached out with his pitch-black, scale-covered dragon claws and snatched at the two of them through the air.

In front of Yun Ye and Mo Changxing, he opened his mouth and took a direct bite out of the large, round cake.

Unable to fathom the reason, Qing Hong suppressed his unease. For now, the priority was to eliminate that old immortal, Mu Yuntian; all other matters could be discussed later.

Yun Chi tried calling out a few times, but seeing no response, she knew that the remnant of his divine sense had been exhausted.

She looked up to observe her surroundings—dense thickets and foliage blocking the sun—and pulled out a map, spreading it on the ground to locate her position.

Of course, now that she was older, she understood this truth; saying those things was merely a way to act coquettishly toward him.

She turned around, grabbed a suit jacket, and threw it over his lap. Though it provided cover, the tent-like bulge remained visible.

Among these powerhouses, a man in a black robe appeared the most mysterious. He seemed like a master of darkness; although he sat there, one could barely sense his presence. He simply remained seated, saying nothing, watching everything with cold, detached eyes.

The gate of the Star-Linking Palace's immortal array had been smashed to pieces by Xuan Yu. Passing through the water curtain—which was merely an illusion—Yun Chi stepped into the domain of the former Star-Linking Palace. Gazing at the endless ruins of the palaces, a sense of melancholy welled up within her for no reason.

Xiao Tianyu sipped his tea. "Brother Chang'an, you called me all this way—surely not just for tea? I recall when you phoned me, you said you had something to tell me." With that, he set his cup back on the table.

The Gold Beast could not help but frown. In his hand, a long, azure staff slowly manifested. The staff was etched with dragon patterns and various miraculous divine runes that intertwined incessantly; it was clearly a divine artifact.

Xue Li packed all the food they had eaten into plastic bags and handed them to Long Yuxuan.

Tian Xuanzi gave a disdainful laugh. With a flick and a pull of his hand, he tossed him—fork and all—to the side, causing the wall he struck to collapse instantly.

Ye Chen was oblivious to all of this. His rebirth in this lifetime had inadvertently reshuffled the power dynamics of Stone City, creating surging undercurrents and shifting winds. His foresight from his past life could not guarantee him the advantage every time; only absolute strength mattered.

At this moment, Gui Bao’s lips were pressed tight, his eyes slightly closed in silent endurance, as if he had long grown accustomed to such things. His face had gradually become leaner, yet his handsome, refined features now held a touch of resilience, and he had regained the striking, sharp-browed appearance he once possessed.

Now that Lu Yang had merged with the game character, he naturally possessed this ability.

Three years later, Fubao finally gave birth to a baby boy. At the moment of his birth, purple clouds of fortune shimmered across the heavens, and the light of the stars illuminated the vast primordial land. Countless stars fell like rain from the heavens, and streaks of spiritual light carved through the void.