Chapter 50: The Release of the Paranormal Mission

Banco de Dados de Espíritos Malignos Caçador do Ártico 2364 words 2026-08-05 01:13:05

As if every ounce of energy and physical strength had been entirely exhausted, the moment Cheng Fan's head touched the pillow, he instantly lost consciousness and fell soundly asleep right on the spot.

This was also the fastest he had ever fallen asleep in his entire life.

He slept for what felt like an eternity. Cheng Fan had no idea how long he had actually been asleep, but when he slowly opened his eyes, the room was already bright and clear.

Speaking of which, the issue of time within the Curse Space must be addressed. Given that all executors are human beings, the Curse Space follows a standard twenty-four-hour system just like the real world, featuring both daytime and nighttime. However, this is merely an imitation in essence. Although the sun hangs in the sky during the day and the moon appears at night, in reality, they are all merely...

Qian Qiyue should have brushed his hand away, but after struggling internally several times, she still couldn't bring herself to do it. Ceasing her struggle, she felt the warmth on her head and grew drowsy. "Qiyue, I'm sorry." Amidst the silence, Qian Qiyue heard these words.

Although he had promised to give two hundred spiritual stones, where were they? There wasn't even a shadow of them. Of course, anyone with discerning eyes could see that this fellow had no intention of paying at all. This cultivator had no plan to settle the bill; he was attempting an outright robbery.

"Then you'd have me stand by and watch my own sister swallow the grievances inflicted upon her?" Ye Hua bellowed, his neck bulging with rage, consumed by deep frustration and regret.

At this point, they figured they were about four to five thousand miles away from Dragon Island. Calculating that surfacing right about now should afford them a view of the breathtaking sunrise, Yu Lei, who was on watch, quietly brought the flying boat up to the surface of the water.

Gu Yanxi thought she was exceptionally clever; not only could she study, but she could also spend close-range time with her male god. With such an incentive, she would gladly take the exam even if it meant moving up from level four to level six, let alone anything else.

Though domineering at the time, she ultimately dared not argue with those in power. Upon hearing Madam Lin's instigation, she simply decided never to go to the Imperial Academy to study ever again.

Xu娜 noticed that although Aunt Zhang was praising her, every word and phrase overtly and covertly defended Cen Kexin. A flash of anger crossed the depths of her eyes.

With a ripping sound, the tearing of fabric echoed through the air. A chill washed over Cen Kexin as a pair of disgusting, massive hands roamed across her body. She wanted to resist, but her physical limits had been reached, leaving her powerless to fight back.

Mother Yu looked left and right, then crawled over to Yang Fei'er's ear and mumbled for a long time. As Yang Fei'er listened, she suddenly slapped her thigh and let out a loud cry of "Oh!" Thinking to herself: Truly, a thousand details can have one omission. How could I have forgotten about this twist?

Thermal radiation is also known as light radiation, which is generated when a nuclear bomb explodes. It is more than ten thousand times brighter than the sun. Within a radius of several kilometers, any object illuminated by the light instantly vaporizes and evaporates, and anyone looking directly at it from hundreds of kilometers away would be instantly blinded.

He could also be considered an expert—albeit merely a third-rate martial artist in the jianghu, but martial arts flowed through his veins nonetheless. Therefore, he detected Ye Qiong at the very first moment.

"You can't really call him scum, can you..." Without even pausing to think, Su Nan instinctively retorted. Just as the saying goes, "Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives." Right at that moment, the very Uncle Cao Cao being heatedly discussed arrived.

He hadn't expected to be a step too late. Inside the He residence, fires were raging to the heavens, and everyone was frantically trying to put them out. Looking at the roaring flames that flickered like a beast's forked red tongue as if mocking him, Chu Tianzhao felt helpless for the very first time.

Amidst the opponent's incredulous gaze, Leng Ye raised the left hand he had been using to hold the pistol and said indifferently, "I apologize. My truly dominant hand is my left." This was a secret he would never easily reveal to an enemy, though it no longer mattered. Dead men never leak secrets.

At that moment, seated at a table further inside, a man in his twenties adorned in brocade robes, with handsome features and an aura of supreme dominance emanating from his entire being, stared intently at Jia Qianqian with a puzzled expression, looking her over repeatedly.

"There are no surveillance facilities whatsoever. Would you call yourselves careless or simply negligent..." Glancing up at the ceiling of the corridor, Ye Qiong failed to find a single security camera.

Mo Qi, who had never known what it meant to "attract bees and butterflies," had no idea how terrifying the stray bullet he had unexpectedly caught truly was.

Liu Feng took a step forward, his expression cold and detached as he swept his gaze across the members of the various branch halls, awaiting the appearance of his opponent.

The morning air was exceptionally fresh. Mao Jiamin opened the window, and the rush of floral fragrance wafting over his face instantly refreshed his spirit. Zuo Ran loved flowers, which was why he kept all kinds of potted plants scattered throughout the courtyard.

An Immortal at the Venerable realm was already considered among the highest-tier combat strengths in the mortal district, whereas the wild boar beast was merely an ordinary immortal.

It wasn't until he reached an immensely desolate and empty world that Fang Yuyan came to a halt. He saw a figure clad in black robes slowly walking toward him; a dark hood obscured the man's face, preventing him from discerning any specific features.

The expressions of the two emperors shifted dramatically, their eyes tinged with anger. Neither of them had anticipated that Yun Shang would act with such absolute decisiveness—striking the moment she spoke, completely ignoring the two of them.

Qin Feng rolled over and hopped out of bed. Just as the drunken madman was about to offer a word of warning, he discovered that Qin Feng was acting as if nothing had happened at all.

The intelligence had previously been provided by Elder Guo. That region was overrun by colossal prehistoric beasts resembling dinosaurs—though they were neither demonic beasts nor spiritual beasts. Humans trapped in the Stone Age era could only struggle for survival in tribal configurations, only to be discovered by the Heavenly Profound Realm, which plundered their already meager heaven and earth spiritual energy before abandoning them entirely.

If not for the fact that these black apes possessed nothing but brute strength, rushing forward blindly without any offensive technique, their situation would have been far more than just disheveled.

"Surrender yourself obediently. You know our policies; perhaps you can still strive for lenient treatment," Qu Wen persuaded.

Jiang Feng had been thoroughly humiliated by Liu Wei, whom he had always looked down upon, causing his mentality to instantly collapse. Returning to Shadow, he rallied several hundred people and, disregarding whether they were in the safe zone of the city, immediately initiated combat.

A black vortex materialized beside Qian Cai, and mechanical creatures began to emerge one after another from the dark swirl. These were level 20 to 25 mechanical entities, numbering approximately one hundred and fifty in total.

The mountain spirit showed no signs of discomfort. Watching it stroll leisurely ahead, Tong Yan reaffirmed his inner conviction: this mountain spirit was intimately familiar with the ancient tomb, and quite possibly, it was an indigenous entity of the tomb itself.

Under the crushing pressure and a guilty conscience, Wei Ping could no longer hold on. Panting heavily, she collapsed to the ground with a thud. Though she remained silent, her posture was indistinguishable from a full confession.

The referee glanced at his wristwatch, and the moment time expired, he blew his whistle. Zhang Shujie immediately tapped the ball back to Chen Zihua, who then passed it onward to Liang Xiran.

Wherever the divine dragon passed, the raging flames were extinguished. Ultimately, the palm strike landed directly upon the Yama Blazing Saber, sending Liu Song staggering backward and nearly causing him to collide with Fan Weili.

"Could it really be that no one in the State of Wei can keep him in check?" The mere thought of his grand enterprise of national restoration made Ji Wei feel as though that goal remained infinitely distant.

One after another, numerous players chose to leave. Before long, the original thirty to forty thousand players dwindled down to just a few thousand, all of whom were simply gritting their teeth and holding on by a thread.

Within the city of Wu'an at present, a rare psychological uniformity had settled over the populace, with fear reigning supreme as the dominant emotion throughout the city.