Chapter 167: Conspiring with Foreign Enemies

Yamazaki gnashed his teeth in hatred, stubbornly insisting, "Her organs are already decaying. To save her life, they must be excised! There is no second way!"

Meanwhile, Yang Yuxin was still crawling toward Lu Fei, pleading, "I'm in so much pain, please save me..." "Tap me twice on the body again..."

According to Yu Ming's deployment, the ability users were to enter the supermarket first to scout the path and report the situation. Once the situation stabilized, the main force would sweep through and transport the supplies.

Apophis was heavily injured and too late to dodge; the Kunye Tower struck Apophis fiercely, its two giant claws gouging out two massive bloody holes in Apophis's body, and its colossal tail violently whipped Apophis away.

"Master, why don't we temporarily ally with the Red Authority? What do you think?" He Huen suggested.

Right at this moment, Kawa finally opened his eyes, his gaze filled with cold and icy indifference. He slowly spread his arms wide—the true battle was about to begin.

The black dragon Neltharion lowered itself to the ground once more, letting out an even more deafening dragon roar that shook the entire heaven and earth. Then, opening its jaws, it spewed endless flames of death, venting its fury.

"Good opportunity!" Liansheng grabbed Du Meng, locked his eyes on a halo of light, and flew straight into it.

Having just entered Gale City, Su Yi had leisurely strolled through it for many days accompanied by Yang Rudan, by now having basically figured out the general situation of the city.

"Grandmaster Haoyue sought me out earlier, asked about your situation, and instructed me to find a way to enhance your strength!" Luo Yan did not hide anything, directly revealing the situation to Ye Feng.

"Impossible, how could my Dark Cloth fail to stop bullets?!" Sensing the violent impact, the Black Pegasus was filled with utter astonishment. The Black Phoenix, who had once been struck by bullets, had claimed that the impact of bullets was negligible—how could this possibly possess the force to throw him off balance?

Yet, when all the soldiers of the Frenzied Lion Legion met their heroic demise alongside their commander Kaman, they certainly never considered whether their deeds would be known to everyone. They merely wished to fulfill their duty as professional soldiers, protecting everything within their power to protect, even at the cost of their lives and without the slightest hesitation.

And she was but one of these many beauties, yearning for his lingering gaze. She did not know whether her perseverance and waiting could truly exchange for even a fraction of his attention; she only hoped that the very moment her youth faded, she might once again behold his genuine smile—the smile that blossomed solely for her.

Yuan Ling's laughter abruptly ceased. With a slight shift of his body and a wave of his right hand, a patch of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. Waves of pressure akin to heavenly might descended from the heavens, crushing down upon the man, followed by successive bolts of lightning whose power was second only to the heavenly tribulation Yuan Ling had faced when breaking through to the Realm King God.

"Of course not, just some business to attend to." Moke shook his head and hurriedly called the waiter to settle the bill.

To prevent this ferocious beast from becoming a experimental subject in the future, Yuan Ling unhesitatingly took it into his celestial grotto artifact. Not only that, but whenever he encountered wild beasts with decent potential along the way, Yuan Ling would collect them as well.

Now she wanted to escape as far away as possible, constantly scheming to avoid him. Yet he appeared before her without the slightest warning. Truly, real life was far more melodramatic and absurd than those Taiwanese romance soap operas.

Yuan Ling opened his eyes, looked at the items dropped by Qian Laiye, and picked up the long sword. As it touched his hand, a surge of sword qi rushed toward his face, and the blade trembled as if utterly unwilling to be held by Yuan Ling.

Tang Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw a haggard, bespectacled young man, thinking to herself that someone had finally recognized her. It was a miracle indeed that a star like her could die and not have people swarming her for autographs.