Chapter 50: The Second Elimination Ceremony (Part One)

When an assassin accepts a contract, they are not permitted to allow the employer to accompany them. Even if the target, on the verge of death, wishes to know who sought their demise, the assassin cannot reveal it—this is the ironclad rule of the trade.

Amidst the faint, flickering light, only his breathtaking, mesmerizing countenance could be discerned, yet his eyes burned with a slightly terrifying mix of obsession and excitement.

"It's useless. I have long since laid down an absolute formation. Within this formation, all magical power will be rendered useless; we can only wield our magic treasures through our respective Dao laws. Fair, isn't it? I knew you wouldn't be willing," Luo laughed softly.

Tan Lingling, exceptionally intelligent, immediately realized upon seeing Chen Wei's attitude toward her that he must be asking something of her. As for what it was, Tan Lingling guessed it had something to do with her father.

"But Lord Priest, without you, what will happen to the Giant race in the future?" Kenan asked with a crying tone.

He attempted to communicate with his main body, only to find a complete absence of any connection, as though the main body and the clone never existed at all.

Duan Qin looked at Asuma. Perhaps what she said made a great deal of sense, but Asuma was a general of the World Government Army; if even she wavered, how were these fifty thousand soldiers supposed to carry out their orders?

"I'm fine already. In a couple of days, I'll be able to climb mountains to hunt tigers and plunge into the seas to capture dragons," Mu Chenghe said with a grin.

"Who's afraid of you? Hmph, what will you do if you lose and refuse to honor the bet?" Shui Zhaoxiang asked with a mocking laugh.

Our objective is not to annihilate the enemy's living forces. Besides, engaging the enemy's more than five thousand Japanese devils at the foot of the mountain with a mere three hundred cavalry is fundamentally an asymmetrical battle. The moment we make contact with the enemy, we are to immediately fight and withdraw concurrently, luring and provoking them into pursuit.

This top-tier configuration made it clear to everyone that although Zhao Zhang had not yet been formally invested as the crown prince, Zhao Yong was indeed vigorously grooming the next-generation successor. Presumably for this very reason, Zhao Zhang was able to attend today's gathering—and one must know that this gathering itself was quite extraordinary.

This caused the Heavenly Lord to hold Qing Lin in very high regard. He had sensed from the very beginning that Qing Lin was extraordinary, and by asking in this manner now, he hoped to glean a bit more information.

Fang Haoyu, after teasing the birds for a bit longer right before our eyes, beckoned to his subordinates, instructing them to work together and pry open the lids of all three wooden barrels.

"The conditions for forming a zombie are extremely harsh to begin with. By the time they turn into zombies, the moisture in their bodies has already been completely drained! You noticed that his face is entirely dried flesh, didn't you?" Mu Hentian explained.

"I should have killed you back on that desolate island. I never imagined you would turn out to be such a massive hazard!" Cang He said with an expressionless face.

They unfolded their blades and held them aloft, easily a man's height. They then surrounded me in a T-shape formation.

Standing at the prow of the Demon Train, unshaken even by the most violent explosions, Shinku was now enveloped by a long-absent, burning sensation as though the blood in her entire body were boiling—that was the thrill of pure excitement.

Li Xinmiao leaped in place, her body instantly springing up to a height of over a meter, startling even herself.

On the substitutes' bench, Juhua was more nervous than anyone else. If she were sent out to play in a match, no matter how dangerous the situation, she wouldn't feel nervous, but watching the game made her anxious to death.

Gu Niannian sat on the sofa holding a teacup, exuding the poised and opulent air of an ancient dowager empress.

"Whoever paid you to come, this young master has investigated it thoroughly. Whatever price they are offering you, we can double it."

After dressing neatly and preparing to set out for Mount Tai where Ying Zheng was about to arrive, Lu Haitang received the news that the Shennong Hall had been completely destroyed. After verifying it repeatedly, she finally believed that Ying Zheng was indeed the culprit.

Hearing this, Yang Yanxi was momentarily stunned. She had originally thought her teacher had called her to the office for a severe tongue-lashing, but instead, she was being offered guidance.

The remaining people were either unconvinced or envious; noncommittal to his words, they simply obeyed orders and acted accordingly.

Xu Shangtian originally had a chance to live. If he had just killed Davis a moment ago, Guan Yun wouldn't have minded sparing his life, or even taking him back to the Alliance for sanctuary for a period of time. However, Shangtian did not do that, instead accepting death with calm composure. This stubborn persistence made Guan Yun rather grit his teeth in frustration.

Listening to his instructions, Xu Shiyi nodded, then said nothing more, merely turning quietly and walking away.

"It's just a classmate of mine. Since the college entrance exams are right around the corner, she's suffering from some kind of exam anxiety syndrome, so I brought her over to relax," I explained.

The accident passed just like that, but Zhang Changzhi's smile lingered. After this incident, anyone who had laid eyes on his smile felt a lingering sense of dread, and rumors about the prison spread like wildfire.

Hearing her words, Qin Mengwu felt a wave of terror deep within her heart, but there was nothing to do—cross that bridge when they came to it.

Previously, although Lu Yuan had kept it in mind, he hadn't paid it full attention. But now, the South China Sea Kraken clearly knew a great deal more.

He never expected Gioro to be so incompetent; with the people and the plan all prepared, she had managed to bungle it to this extent.

The people and oxen that had just swarmed in caused utter chaos, and the well-digging masters scattered in all directions. Wang Ermazi intended to cover it up, and with Manager Zhang failing to notice, by now the matter of digging the well had long been forgotten.

Hearing this, Theofania found herself in somewhat of a dilemma, stammering and hesitating, entirely unsure how to broach the subject to Gu Xin.