Usurpation

"All right, let's begin, Shinji," Kaworu Nagisa said, his expression turning serious. "As long as we obtain those two spears, we will have the key to restoring this world."

"Mm!" Shinji Ikari took a deep breath. He believed what Deputy Commander Dongyue had told him—that he had to calm down at critical moments in order to win. And that critical moment was now, so he forced himself to become even calmer.

"...Hm?" The two walked through mountains piled high with white bones. Ye Chengli hurriedly smiled in response, supporting Madam Jiang by the arm as they entered the residence. Madam Xue also felt thoroughly vindicated, following beside Ye Chengli with a smiling face.

As for the divine coffins of the ancient gods, they were never encountered again, as though they had sensed the danger and hidden themselves deeper within the Chaotic Divine Realm.

The area selected this year lay in the middle of the mountain range. Its terrain was mainly desert and arid canyons, and even the mountains had been shattered by ten thousand years of weathering. Forget digging for medals here—simply surviving was already a major problem.

That punch sent his body flying more than a meter into the air before he was hurled heavily to the ground. Before Dongfang Yulong could react, a huge foot had already come crashing down onto his chest.

It was An Ran's first time being forced into a role she was unprepared for. Where could she possibly have gained such extensive experience? Thus, she could only put in extra effort to accumulate it.

The fog ahead grew thicker and thicker, yet it did not seem dark. Through the haze, faint traces of light could barely be seen.

No matter what, it was clear that Ye Zhi'an and Xiao Ya took this banquet very