All Chapters of The septillionaire's superstar system: Chapter 431
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something has gone terribly wrong
Black Owl fortress. Two hours before Murong Wuque arrived. Inside the tech tower, on the fifteenth floor, there was a big room lined up with cameras, with computers connected to them. Seven men manned the monitoring room, alongside robots programmed to watch the feed and deliver warnings. At section 3, the man monitoring it was sitting half reclined in his chair, watching lazily. He would yawn, and look around, checking the cameras. Then he would sneakily smuggle peanuts from his pocket to his mouth. Food and phones were banned in the camera feed room, to avoid a situation whereby the watchmen would get distracted while watching the feed because they were distracted by one stupid thing or another. While everyone pretended to be busy, few actually paid attention. They were merely going through the motions. This was black owl fortress, who would actually dare to act up? “Zubby, you look sleepy.” One of the men sitting at the other edge of the wall shouted. The guy in section two
Descent of a legend
NOW Murong Wuque dropped down like divine tribulation, sand and stone exploded outwards, and the ground around the gates trembled, like a mountain descended from the skies. The guards shielded their faces with one hand, the other quickly reaching for their weapons. Lesser warriors would have collapsed from the impact, but the sentinels guarding the entrance were the best from the elite team, proficient in assault and defense, with years of real battle experience in precarious situations. The cloud of dust and debris stayed away from Murong Wuque, as if an invisible halo was protecting his purity. Even the desert creatures hiding beneath the sands scurried away, his aura acting as a natural repellent for creatures of darkness. “Halt! If you take one more step, you will be sorry.” The corner of Murong Wuque's lips curved up, the area around him turning colder than hail. “You're the ones who will be sorry you touched my person.” His voice was low, almost a whisper, yet each of t
liquor god appears
BACK TO ALVIN“Liquor god Zhu Tian?” Someone muttered from the crowd of soldiers. Alvin groaned in agony, forcing himself to stand. The eyes of everyone around, including the livid old vulture, lowered the moment they saw the drunken master. He appeared unkempt and half asleep, but the pressure radiating from him made breathing hard for Alvin. “He even came. This is serious. This person would never survive.”The drunken master tilted his head to the side, his locs of hair slithering down his bare back like serpents. He examined Alvin who was clutching his chest, wincing from agony, and took a huge gulp from his giant gourd. “Coming here means certain death? Why did you insist on it?” His cadence was slurred, his eyes half closed. But Alvin didn't dare to underestimate him. The cracks and fissures on Alvin’s core were spreading fast, and the world before him was turning into gray patches. His vision was failing him. “Remove your mask. I want to see your face.” Liquor god Zhu T
crowd control master
The moment Murong Wuque entered the fortress, he felt a strand of Alvin's aura, as if it was intentionally calling for him. Alvin's life force was fading, Murong Wuque could feel it. Before him, eight hundred warriors and mages were assembled, ready for war. He didn't have time to engage with them. So he did the one thing he swore he would never. “Stop!” The lead mage who seems to be a god realm master shouted. Murong Wuque continued forward, his steps brisk and sure. “Attack!” The order barely left the commander’s lips when Murong Wuque raised two fingers in the air…his forefinger and middle finger. “Protect!” He whispered, bringing the fingers to his lips. At once, the attacks the mages were gathering dissipated. Undertones of purple appeared in their eyes. Like robots, they all turned in a neat formation, flanking Murong Wuque left and right while he continued on his way inside. That's right! He was using mind control on a batallion that had more than four god realm m
decimating Liquor god
Liquor god Zhu Tian narrowed his eyes. “Another foolish one that dared breach the gates.” He didn't dare underestimate Murong Wuque. Anyone who could break the defensive formation in one move was definitely not simple. However, he had nothing to fear. Lord Ning had arrived and the dark owl guardian also came down. He refused to believe that things could go wrong with these two monstrosities around. On hearing him speak, Murong Wuque raised his head slowly, his eyes beneath the hood turning into a storm vortex. Just then, the team he snatched their consciousness arrived, walking in a clean file towards the remaining group of mages who were now less than thirty. The ones in the court who had already been run ragged by Alvin didn't suspect a thing when they were being approached. The first reinforcement had arrived a while ago. This was probably the second reinforcement. They didn't need to guard against their own people. “You did this to him!” The low whisper seemed like it
suffering irreconcilable losses
Lord Ning's eyes never left Murong Wuque's back even for a second, watching him disappear into the horizon. A powerful image has been painted in his mind. Never before has he wanted something as intensely as he did the man in the white cloak. Desire, and hunger overrode every other emotion in his eyes. He licked his lips. One of the god realm masters hissed in irritation and landed beside him. “Master, why did you let him leave?” Lord Ning turned to him with a smile. The survivors were equally gathering around to hear him. “Can you keep him?” He scoffed. “If I had engaged him in a life and death battle, everything here would have been reduced to rubbles, including the underground passageways and portals.” “He's that powerful?” “What do you think?” Lord Ning shook his head. “He hasn't even used his most powerful moves, yet he left such carnage in his wake. He's definitely not simple.” “Does it mean he has reached the High god realm?” Lord Ning wanted to laugh. High god
don't leave me
Murong Wuque reappeared in the courtyard of a secluded villa. The villa was massive, located in the middle of a deserted forest area. The walls rose high, layered with protective formations. It was one of his secluded properties perfect for a hideout. In just a short period, he had built a powerful empire on earth, through strategic connections and the strength of his arms. Alvin was still breathing, but it came faint and labored. Murong Wuque examined both their bodies for tags, trackers or enchanted bugs. Finding none, he made his way inside. He stopped at the portico, and threw his head back, letting the doors capture his face. “Welcome home master.” The reinforced tungsten alloy doors slid open, ushering him in. He diverted to the room just after the door, and flicked a switch. Hot air swept over the both of them, sterilizing, removing any toxin or virus that might have followed them from the cursed lab. Not satisfied yet, he lowered Alvin on the couch present th
the feeling of loss
VILLA NUMBER SEVEN “It's already nine, and the boss isn't home yet. Could something have gone wrong?” Trinity asked, coming to sit on the arm of the couch. She was dressed in a baby pink colored satin robe, a cup of coffee in her hands. Shi Yue, whose face was covered with a light shawl, sat up, pushing it aside. Leah and Trinity who were opposite her screamed in fright, their hearts pounding a mile a minute. The scream made others turn to them. Amanda and Martha who was carrying in a tray equally screamed. Shi Meng Ying only gasped, staring at Shi Yue with wide eyes. “What happened to you?” Martha hurried towards her, rushing to hold her. Shi Yue shook her head, unable to form coherent words. Her eyes were black and sunken, with dark circles around them. Her hair seemed tousled. The spotless Shi Yue seemed a mess. The Shi brothers who went for a duel entered at that moment. “I don't know. I suddenly felt very exhausted and agitated early this morning. My heart cou
suspended animation?
Leah trembled, her knees going weak. Shi Wei inhaled sharply. While Shi Meng Ying hurried to support Shi Yue. Trinity shook her head, waving her hand before her as if trying to chase away the bad energy. “It's not possible. He's so powerful. How could anyone subdue him?” Leah finally screamed, and Elena's eyes turned misty. “What did you do to my brother?” Murong Wuque stayed silent, not saying a word. “Qin Li, are there other people with you in the room?” “First brother…” Qin Li stuttered. He felt an invisible hand clench around his heart. If this was celestial realm, this could have made sense. But here… this is earth… a planet for mortals. Alvin was one of the strongest. How could it be that easy to hurt him? How could he die? It didn't make sense. Never will. Just last week, he had gone night fishing with Alvin, with him reassuring Qin Li that he was working hard on the portal. In no distant time, he would be able to send them home. How could something like this happen?
Igniting chaos
Qin Li walked into the villa with heavy steps, his face wrinkled to lines. Most of them had calmed down, just waiting with hints of sorrow. Shi Meng Ling held a pale Shi Yue, patting her back softly. As for Martha she stood aside, not knowing who to comfort. The moment they saw Qin Li, Elena stood up, her eyes reddish. “Young master Qin, how's our boss?” Leah looked up, listless. She didn't know what to say. Her heart felt tight, and numb. Like someone pressed pause on her feelings. Qin Li opened his mouth, and closed it again. Then he sighed. His heavy expression made the situation all the more suspicious. His eyes moved between them. Even Sam was present. He had rushed in after hearing the commotion. Everyone looked so innocent and devastated. How could there be a spy here? How could someone here have anything other than good will towards Alvin. Who was it? Who exactly was it? “Brother Qin…” Oliver prompted again. “Alvin he… well…mmm.” He sighed again. Leah's face