Chapter 6: The Letter Box of Hope (3) (Commemorating the 80th Anniversary of Victory)

[1944, Matsuyama Main Peak, On the Eve of the Assault]

Big Niu crouched in the shell crater as the black box delivered the latest letter: “Brother Niu! The history teacher said your side won the Battle of Matsuyama! The enemy was driven away! I drew what Matsuyama looks like now—there’s a highway and trees, and no more trenches!”

On the back of the letter, Hope had painted a colorful picture: beneath blue skies and white clouds, a road winds around green hills, and several children fly kites adorned with five-pointed stars on a grassy field.

Seeing her efforts finally bearing fruit, Sarah’s face brightened with a joyful smile, her furry ears gently swaying.

Meanwhile, Chu Dakui, Qiao Niang, Sima Yijian, Lu Feng, and the steward Wang with his entourage outside the courtyard gate were growing increasingly impatient.

Flames burst through the dome, scattering ashes like powder; Zuoyang appeared on the top floor of the Demon Market’s Ghost Master Base.

“Boss, you know our real estate business is essentially buying and selling—both happening almost simultaneously.”

Leon collapsed onto the ground, his lungs burning and aching like fire. The relentless ordeals and constant fleeing had drained every ounce of strength, leaving him with none to even rise.

From the words of Chen Yan and his son, they learned that the so-called “family heirloom sword” had no effect; instead, the strange occurrences at the inn only worsened.

This tawny-robed Taoist was a native of Weizhou. Years ago, he had a fortunate encounter, caught the eye of a malevolent cultivator, and was taken as a disciple and successor.

Not everyone can run amok anywhere they please, nor block this young lady’s path. I have no intention of answering your questions. If you don’t want trouble, you’d better take your men and leave immediately.

Luo Yan did not respond to Youyou’s question. After a moment’s thought, he borrowed Bond’s voice and spoke in a low tone.

Gripping the tail of the arrow, Leon nervously tried to pull it free; the shaft moved a few inches outward.

Yet, it seemed few cared about the outcome anymore. After Tianjiao’s figure vanished, the enthusiasm of many watching the live broadcast had greatly diminished.

If you live in Paris but have never heard of the Guan Group—the super conglomerate that countless elites would go to any lengths to join—then you truly are a bona fide pig indeed.

“Isn’t it amusing to see those brainwashed fans hopping mad? Or would you rather continue acting as if nothing’s happened, fawning over some idol, turning more people into mindless fanatics?” “Breaking News Whisper” was momentarily speechless but quickly fired back.

“Have we met before?” Lu Zhenyuan smiled awkwardly, rubbing his nose, truly unable to recall who the person before him was.

This time, Pei Yueyue didn’t want to send a text or voice chat—she simply called Gu Lian directly.

The Demon King is such an existence that no one remains calm upon hearing those two words. Because of the Demon King’s rampage, Alesia’s homeland is perilously unstable; she had no choice but to seek out Lord Esther and borrow her power to eliminate the Demon King.

Hearing Numa Kase’s words, the soldiers, once dispirited, rekindled their fighting spirit. Seeing this, Numa Kase breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t that Patriarch Wan Feng couldn’t discern the level of ordinary beasts—he could easily identify common high-level and even super beasts at a glance. But faced with the colossal creature lying in the July Mountain Gorge below, even Patriarch Wan Feng was at a loss.

Ouyang Feng was moved by Zhao Fuxin’s words and silently sat down, with Wang Siyao taking a seat beside Big Niu.

“I’m sorry, I’m truly useless.” She lowered her head and picked up the shards barehanded, as expected, cutting her hand on the glass.

As this person approached, a raging inferno surged, the blazing sea of flames roared and whipped around like a wild tide.

Lou Zhengming had always kept within thirty paces of Ye Junyi, and Jin Ruyu knew this well. But now Ye Junyi suddenly summoned him out, leaving Jin Ruyu uncertain of the intention.