Tonight, surrender both body and soul.

Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city was a vibrant, dazzling tapestry of nightlife, blazing as bright as day under the neon glow.

The man sat quietly in the soft armchair, gazing out at the world beyond the glass, his restless and silent face reflected in the pane.

From the bathroom came the sound of running water, as if closing one's eyes would conjure the image of cascading droplets taking turns kissing her body.

The room was dimly lit, neither as bright nor as noisy as the world outside.

The hawk-eyed man furrowed his brows in distress, thinking that the real problem was how one could even hope to break the enemy formation when you couldn't even get close to their main army.

Almost the exact moment Huang Wei's Sun Shangxiang was brought down by Lü Bu's grand landing, Wu Gan's mid-laner, Shiranui Mai, successfully arrived on the scene.

Therefore, having received the intelligence, the anti-registration faction set their sights on this very facility. According to Steve Rogers' plan, the objective was not only to destroy the base but also to rescue the imprisoned supervillains and superheroes held within.

Just as Xu Qing was about to get into the car, she noticed Liu Qian walking over. For a fleeting moment, an inexplicable tension gripped her heart—what on earth was this fellow up to now?

The decision to lift the mind control over Jalen Barry was not born of Lin Huan's sudden benevolence, but rather because the world championship task had already been completed, rendering Jalen Barry worthless.

Having successfully earned the utmost trust of Feng Guangzhi and the others through his arrangements for the first three matches, no one raised any objections once Lin Huan made his final decision.

"I'll handle it," Zhao Gongming said with a smile. With a flick of his hand, a massive boulder instantly flew down from the deep mountains, landing precisely on the spot where the Buddha statue once stood, transforming into the likeness of a Buddha.

Yet, respect aside, looking at everything unfolding before him, he could perfectly foresee the outcome: the superheroes were destined for nothing less than utter failure, a defeat so absolute that their very will to resist would be extinguished along with them.

When true battle commences, even though the Wood Deity should manifest the Wood Buddha Realm and the myriad phenomena of the heavens, who would be the one to laugh last... Until the very end, nothing is set in stone.

Armed with the Grand Patrol Talisman, Yang Yang encountered no further obstruction along the way and smoothly arrived at a body of water.

Such matters were difficult to explain clearly in a brief moment yet demanded an urgent decision. Night Chant invited him for a face-to-face talk in Nine Shadows City. As it happened, Li Zhu and the others had not yet laid eyes on the city after its completion, and Xueye Tingzheng, whose enthusiasm was highest of all, immediately cast aside thoughts of both the celestial and demon realms, eager to return to Nine Shadows City for a tour.

An incessant series of cracking sounds echoed as the bones of the dignified Daoist Lord of Primordial Qi shattered inch by inch, his visceral organs ruptured, and his meridians completely disintegrated.

Pressing both palms against the blood-red gleaming transmutation circle, Zhang Can let out a low shout in his mind. His spiritual energy surged outward, splitting into multiple streams that struck the nodes of the circle to activate it.

As for the Thermal Weapons Research Department, they held no formal rank, yet no one dared to offend them, for after all, many of the most advanced weapons and protective gear originated precisely from this division.

The Antarctic continent was vast, and with the added landmass resulting from the Earth's expansion, its area was immense.

Baiyuan sneered disdainfully: "Nothing more than lumps of walking meat." Against a brute whose muscles had clearly outgrown his brain, he had no shortage of methods to deal with him.

By now, the relationship between the two had reached a deeply intimate stage, and since all their dormmates were already aware of it, there seemed little point in keeping up any pretense. They might as well just make it public. As for whatever consequences might follow, Xiao Yue no longer cared.

The surface of the water was once again dyed a blazing crimson by the red chakra projectiles of the Nine-Tails, making the entire sky look as though it were ablaze, washed in a sea of fire.

They looked at one another in mutual confusion, unable to make sense of it, yet their hearts remained entirely on edge. Nearly a month of grueling assessments had taught everyone the value of caution while unconsciously awakening a quiet, dormant grit within them.

"Even if I ascend the throne, I shall remain a cripple..." He had lost count of how many times he had repeated those words throughout the day.