Apostle's First Battle

Gendo Ikari's secret infiltration force died without a sound. Not even their bodies were left behind, because Chengzi had modified her spider puppets so that their explosive magecraft would release a special alchemical solution against enemies, rapidly dissolving their corpses.

The committee could not catch hold of Gendo Ikari's weakness so quickly. Or rather, Chengzi could not allow Gendo Ikari to become completely obedient to SEELE just yet, so she had no choice but to secretly... Niu Gensheng thought that great men were everywhere. In a dream, he came to Master Ji Xianlin and asked who could be considered a master. Elder Ji said, "Qi Gong put it well: once a person dies, both body and name stink!"

Everyone hurriedly carried Liuhuo beside the fire and rekindled the bonfire. Zhuque cut several strips of fabric from the already tattered tent and spread them on the ground, gently laying Liuhuo on them before wrapping him tightly in several blankets.

How could someone with that kind of personality become so speechless? Later, they told me, why could none of those things be said to family? What could I say? How had things reached the point where I slept until now and still did not dare go back? There was no one there either.

He was the third son of the Zhao emperor of the Heavenly Dynasty. After twenty years of neglect, he was suddenly remembered, and glory filled the skies while favor knew no bounds.

"Maybe it was because I'd spent the past month with my nerves constantly on edge and hadn't slept properly." Qian Ruoruo gave a weak smile, but it carried a trace of bitterness.

Qian Ruoruo stopped what she was doing. Before she could say anything, her body grew light as Jing Moxuan swept her up in his arms.