Chapter 33: Boundless Killing Intent

“Hey, hey, hey! Didn’t I tell you already, don’t be so hostile!”
At this tense moment, an old man’s voice came from the side of the main gate.
That voice—it was the very person who had called him!
Ye Cheng looked closely, and sure enough, a gaunt old man with a white beard stepped out, while the man holding the gun...
His heart beat powerfully, a wild, primal roar resounding within his black heart. At the top of that dark heart appeared the upper half of a strong, male demon—a twisted black sigil, eyes of purest black, and the signature horns of a demon.
As for what to call this ability, it was first named “Bullet Time” after watching a certain science fiction film, but after seeing an anime, he found a name that suited it even better.
Having arrived in the spirit-rich Celestial Realm, the dragon baby didn’t think of how to improve its strength. Instead, its first thought was to eat a crane. No matter how time and space shifted, the dragon baby’s gluttonous nature could never be changed.
Though both teams played conservatively, the Slovak team held a temporary advantage on the field, their offense swift and lively.
When Zhang Liao saw Zhang Ren charging toward him, he felt not only secret delight but also a trace of frustration.
His reign was far from stable, so he could not openly grant Lady Lu the status she deserved.
In truth, being emperor was no easy task for him—especially recently, as Great Tang devoted all its efforts to preparing for the Turks. Many times, he couldn’t even sit down to a proper meal.
That earlier harsh screech of brakes instantly drew the siblings’ attention. Spotting Li Zexuan and Lan’er nearby, they made their way over.
“Jinfeng’s starting practice is still a bit too short—if he had more time, he might be on par with Shen Laoxiang,” Sun Shi shook his head, feeling that he’d discovered Jinfeng’s talent a little too late.
Zhang Yan activated his bloodline, becoming half-man, half-demon, his horns arching toward the sky. His orange armor, soaked in blood, could no longer withstand his strength and shattered into three pieces, crashing to the ground.
“No wonder they say to raise is greater than to give birth,” Zhao Zhenxu sprawled on the bed, caressing his chubby belly with a look of attachment, the smile on his lips full of irony.
Countless white sword-lights flickered in Wang Tian’s pitch-black pupils. A trace of astonishment slowly crept over his handsome, slightly stunned face.
“There’s no teleportation array,” Qingfeng Luoxue pointed around and then looked calmly at Yang Bufan, as if to say—are we to die here, or die here, or perhaps die here?
At that moment, a giant vortex appeared in front of the three-eyed, eight-armed giant. Everything around the vortex was pulverized and vanished on the spot.
Li Mingliang and the monkey tied on the white strip of cloth taken from the sentry’s arm, gave me a thumbs-up to signal their success, and I told them over the radio that they hadn’t been spotted, to keep moving.
“Exactly! From now on, we’ll all play together. Isn’t that right, Wang Xinyu?” Li Daniu grinned, turning to Wang Xinyu.
So, the tangible could touch the intangible. Greed Heaven wasn’t suppressing me with his will—he was simply using that finger to hold me down across space.
Fighting for his homeland, all three thousand soldiers under his command had fallen on this land. Now only he remained, roaring and charging forward with all his might.
Those clansmen who had perished in battle had to be replanted, while the soul crystals of the shadow giants were gathered by Ye Xiaoyong to use in negotiations with them.
The troop slowly left the main camp. Wu Shigong was suddenly startled—on either side of the road stood crowds of people bidding farewell. Most were the families of the Runing army’s soldiers. Upon hearing that the Runing army was marching out again this morning, they’d gathered early by the roadside outside the camp to see them off.