It was practically a declaration of criminal intent.
And a strange declaration at that. After it came an imperative sentence, making it seem as though he was begging for something...
All of this made the message feel quite strange, both in terms of the information it conveyed and the sender's attitude.
Some special methods had been used to send this message:
As everyone knew, every legal resident of the European Community would receive an ID,
Until the ten days were up, he could not draw on the power Yuanshi had left in the sword to unleash twice his own strength. He was certain he had not misread it. In other words, this was his actual strength at this very moment.
In a hall at the Shunan Seven-Star Monastery, the large table before Dongfang Chen was covered with ancient books and scrolls. There were also countless silk manuscripts, bamboo slips, seals, and talisman slips.
She suddenly felt some regret. If, if she had treated her better, if she had agreed when she came home that day seeking her birth family's support, would everything be completely different now?
"Well, whether we went to your place for drinks or not, things would still be like this now." Kurosaki Ikuko waved a hand, looking unconcerned.
The God Clan was already so terrifyingly powerful, yet they were only demigods slightly above rulers, and above them, there were supposedly even more outrageous true gods.
One of his hands appeared to be gripping Mu Zaitian's arm, but in fact looked more like it was supporting him. His other hand rested in front of Mu Zaitian's waist, also looking as though it was supporting him rather than roughly pressing against him.
"According to the identity card in the wallet the deceased left behind, his name was Qiao Dafei,