Chapter 137: Thunderous Methods, The Carrot and the Stick

The Church of Nature had been in a state of utter turmoil lately. This situation was vastly different from the previous assassination of Romanov or the hijacking of the transport convoy, where the conflicts and friction with the Huang family had been mere pretexts and simulated confrontations.

Back then, everyone wanted to test the waters, and in the end, things unfolded precisely as they had anticipated, with both sides joining forces to hunt down the troublemaking enemies.

This time, however, the circumstances were entirely different. Not only were troubles erupting everywhere, but many of the Church of Nature's past deeds had also been brought to light, backed by solid logic and overwhelming, irrefutable evidence. Now, the Monster Hunters...

Indeed, Kennan certainly had not anticipated this turn of events. He had arrived full of enthusiasm to join the battle, only for a completely unexpected challenger to crash the party halfway through and cripple him with just three swift blows.

Logically speaking, an army composed almost entirely of cavalry should have been the least suited for siege warfare. Field battles, large-scale cavalry charges, and direct military clashes were supposed to be their true areas of expertise.

The greatest joy in life is applying an ice pack while listening to music. Do you still have the heart to enjoy music so carefree? Would you care to know how the internet is reviewing you right now?

A sharp scream pierced the silent night sky, followed by the sound of something crashing to the ground and the stiff, fading echoes of retreating footsteps.

Even the flora and fauna were reaping immense benefits at this moment. Countless animals began to awaken their spiritual intelligence, ancient trees spanning a millennium stirred with embryonic consciousness, and in places where the spiritual energy was exceptionally dense, even mountains, rocks, soil, wood, tables, chairs, sabers, and halberds began to give birth to spirit-like existences.

As she grew into womanhood, her pure innocence intertwined with a captivating allure. Her pitiful, endearing expression made it impossible for him to resist lowering his head to capture her lips.

Wang Feng's original plan was quite simple: locate the source of the virus, and regardless of what it turned out to be, draw his own blood, plunge a needle straight in, and let fate decide whether it lived or died.

The head of the Sun family issued an order to the Sun family elder, who had been sent flying, burning with intense fury, and still desperately wanting to charge back into the fray.

Now, after Zhang Zhiping infused his true fire into the refining seals, the countless tongues of flames completely enveloped Bingning. The human body was, after all, just another constituent of the myriad things in existence; what Zhang Zhiping intended to do right now was to refine Bingning's physical form down to its essential vitality.

Dusk began to slowly descend. Colorful neon lights flickered in an orderly fashion, casting dazzling brilliance, while the lights of towering skyscrapers, contrasted against the evening backdrop, resembled a Milky Way cascading through the mortal realm, decorating the city with the majestic grandeur of a starry sky.

Pang Bo asked Liu Ling with a somewhat sullen expression on his face. He could not fathom how Liu Ling had managed to produce a necklace far more precious than his top-grade emerald to use as a gift.

When Zi Mo'er came looking for Lin Ying late in the afternoon, she caught the strong scent of alcohol from afar and could not help but frown. Although she came from a prominent family and had attended plenty of banquets and social gatherings where wine was inevitably served, she was naturally averse to drinking.

On the rooftop, two shadowy figures flickered into view. A dark-skinned, chubby man and a figure entirely enveloped in a red cloak appeared atop the building.

"Who are you? What has happened?" Liu Yihong asked these words in Korean.

Only now could the perfect foundation in Liu Ling's plan be considered truly solid and complete, bringing him genuinely close to the ideal concept of perfection.

If one really had to drink a bowl of it every day for prevention, it probably wouldn't be long before one's own health collapsed even without being poisoned.

With the confirmation of these experts, an aerospace laboratory with perfected technology on the US mainland immediately had all its research projects suspended. The relevant personnel were reassigned, and preparations were made to await Fang Li's determination of the spatial coordinates.

Guided by Tang Guo, and aided by Hu Ya's razor-sharp claws, the wood was severed with a single slice. Almost as soon as Tang Guo voiced an instruction, it was executed.

After raiding a batch from the Lu family, there was no longer any shortage of nutrient-dense energy fruits. After dinner, everyone washed and ate the fruits, chuckling at the thought that this trip to the Zihuang Planet had certainly not been in vain.