Category: Covert Agent Yang-one-1

[All Elects must do their utmost to counter the attacks of the Resistors, sealing them within one hour; otherwise, everyone in the area shall have 300 years deducted from their lifespan.] Hearing the penalty notification echo in his heart, Yang Zicang’s eyes grew deep and dark. He felt no ripple of emotion at the bodies…

A subtle ripple emanated from the surface of Paleshade Wyrm. Cries rose from the surroundings: –Sun Xin’s attacks can actually affect it! Keep it up, brothers, let’s all charge in and create an opportunity for Brother Sun.– Seeing that the first sonic wave slightly resonated against this mental-state nightmare entity, Sun Xin felt greatly encouraged.…

–I… I…– Xiang Xingyan trembled all over, –You… your Nen ability?– –Where is the one who gave the order?– A cold-faced young man appeared beside him, seeming to come from nowhere. Xiang Xingyan, his legs weak and his mind in a daze, stammered: –It’s… it’s Xiao Xun. In the tallest building in that direction.– Watching…

Yang Zicang glanced at Liang Xi’s physique and reached out his hand. Moxel light flickered, tracing a completed proxy training contract in his palm. –I’ll give you something.– –What is this?– –A gift for you. That two hundred years I owe you… you might have to wait a bit longer.– Yang Zicang said with a…

At the bottom of the sea, years passed one by one. Yang Zicang lay drowsily on the lava, a prompt in his mind indicating the receipt of a contract, but at this moment, he could barely register a single word. Half of the Paleshade Wyrm’s body twisted and swayed outside, while the other half was…

Matt Chao, about to enter the Grade-A intersection, was stunned for a moment. –What’s wrong?– A bald man beside him turned and asked. –Nothing.– Standing before this door, Matt Chao twisted around to gaze deeply at the ruined city cloaked in darkness, convinced that Yang Zicang was hiding in one of the buildings inside. The…

Is that young man Matt Chao’s silhouette? In the dim seabed, its form changed with the glow of molten lava, maintaining an almost humanlike youthful image even in the shifting water. It took me so long to stabilize my own form… No wonder he’s been here much longer, Yang Zicang thought to himself, uncertain of…

This time out at sea, Yang Zicang had gathered a mountain of spiritual artifacts and war tools. They filled two dark red ships to the brim. –Hey, why did you drag me here? My time’s tight—I don’t have the luxury to lounge around like you.– Morris, dressed half like a savage and half wrapped in…

In a small tribe, several years later. A young man knelt in agony inside his dwelling, his skin cracked all over as if scorched and fissured by fire. –Great… Undying King…– He pressed his hands against the ground, as though a flame had burst within his heart—a jarring tremor wracking him instinctually—before a soothing coolness…

–Just listen to us, and you’ll definitely become someone greater than the Chief. When that time comes, the God will task you with spreading His great light. You must use the sacred artifact to protect the world—can you do that?– As he spoke, he unwrapped a long sword with a faint gleam from a reverently…