"So you're saying that the Treytin Holy Codex lost from your world may now have been taken by those Millennium Nazis?" Integra began to sweat. She deeply felt Grey's power and did not dare underestimate the impact the Treytin Holy Codex could have. "What exactly does that thing do?"
"Only the person who created the Holy Codex knows the specifics," Grey explained. "But according to what I know—"
Cornell's expression turned solemn. He believed Ivar was not lying, but the story was still far too shocking.
Makino and the Whitebeard Pirates were enemies now, yet Makino scattered her Senzu Beans as though they cost nothing.
As they drew closer, they could feel more and more people heading in the same direction. Clearly, they were all going to Dragon Soul Mountain.
Because technology was advanced in this parallel world, the production cost of a single anime episode was around 100,000.
Too much had happened today. Xia Zhi felt as if his brain was no longer quite enough.
Unlike the raiding party that had climbed to the twenty-fourth floor like lightning, Tafto on the eleventh floor was where most players currently lived.
Shen Yu's thirty thousand soldiers had abandoned the fight and were willing to surrender. The Thirteenth Prince's expression suddenly grew grave, and he had an ominous premonition.
Above the Sacred Capital, the imperial city of the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty in Southern Ridge, one or two spirit beasts occasionally swept past, and they were even Heavenly Immortal-level spirit beasts.
Professor Oak was very pleased to hear Sachiko's description. This was also why Luther had confidently told them that the Pokémon in the western district would take good care of these children.
The officials of the three customs offices in Wuhu, Huai'an, and Hangzhou—Li Youlan, Huo Huapeng, and Ren Chu—were all