Chapter 30: The Shadow Clan
On the way, Locke explained to Jiang Tang and Leah, "The entity that invaded Noe Star was an SS-rank Shadow tribe member. It initially absorbed all the light from the planet until Meng Changning, the strongest card master, stepped in to restore the light to Noe Star."
Jiang Tang’s eyes flickered.
She was no stranger to the name Meng Changning; he was the only disciple of her late parents, her nominal foster brother, and one of her fiancés...
However, Jiang Tang had little impression of him personally. For one thing—
"Huh?" This punch was truly worthy of being called a shattering blow. The surrounding space instantly transformed into glass shards, which were then frozen by ice-attribute power, scattering like dreamlike ice crystals.
In just ten short seconds, dozens of meteorite fragments were completely pulverized. The price for this was hands dripping with blood and torn flesh, with some areas so severely damaged that the white finger bones beneath were directly exposed.
"I know that you and Lin Yiyun are leaving the Northern Border today, so I came specifically to see you off," Bai Shao-si said slowly.
Having never encountered such a situation, Situ Chenxing became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He was on the verge of breaking into a cold sweat, caught in a dilemma as he wanted to hold Weiyang back but was terrified of hurting her.
"I’ve been feeling a bit tired lately, so I took a week of annual leave," Zhao Na said, her face showing signs of exhaustion.
Meanwhile, Hulk dragged the dying Iron Man away slowly, like a dead dog. Just then, Deadpool—carrying Cyclops on his back—along with Chu Yiyun and Luo Li, finally caught the tail end of the spectacle. After some consideration, they decided not to continue following Hulk and instead went into hiding, though their intentions remained unclear.
"Uh, haha, I just came over to discuss something with your head of the inpatient department. I was just passing by. Is this your patient?" the man in glasses said, pointing at me.
In the room empty of people—or rather, empty of Transformers—a warning voice in the Cybertronian language suddenly echoed, filled with a mechanical, metallic tone.
Thinking of this, Mei Xie couldn't help but reveal a sneering smile. She believed she had seen through Long Yanhua's intentions and had already devised a corresponding strategy.
"There's no hope for a loan! But have you decided what you want to plant?" Fusheng asked as he opened the door and led everyone into the house.
One had to know that the black tentacle was more terrifying than any magical treasure; it pierced through the void in an instant and struck with overwhelming force.
Richard sighed without offering an explanation. Western countries did not view sexual orientation as a particularly serious matter; as long as it didn't involve them personally, they didn't care whether you were gay or straight.
"What is all this panic about? I told you to keep an eye on Zhi Jue and figure out what he likes. Have you found anything out?" Hui Neng had just finished applying ointment and was pulling up his pants when the door was pounded loudly. He hurriedly hid the ointment on the table, then opened the door with a composed, reserved expression.
If the Gate of Hell had remained stationary, people wouldn't have reacted this way. But the subsequent surface-to-air missile attacks clearly "awakened" it. Now, misty white ghost shadows constantly surround the Gate of Hell; it is tolerable during the day, but at night, one can even faintly hear the wailing of those spirits.
"If this succeeds, you will certainly be rewarded," said the burly man in the lead—the same "Master Pang" that Qingsong had mentioned—speaking to him with approval.
Gao Fei was the kind of person who could take on the role of a leader. If his performance today wasn't enough to make him the leader of humanity, then who else could it be? Since Gao Fei could kill those world-ending monsters in an instant, he could naturally do the same to them.
"Don't stay out too late. We just took down the most powerful figure in He-G, and there's no guarantee he won't come back for revenge. Everyone, keep a close watch on the shop, and call us if anything happens," Uncle Bo instructed before reclining his car seat to close his eyes and rest.