I Don't Want to Evolve After Being Transmigrated into Angewomon

Fuyuki City is divided into two districts, east and west, by a river called the Miwa River, which is connected by the Fuyuki Bridge.

The western part of the city is the old capital, built against the mountain, and includes the old family residences of Ryudouji Temple, Tohsaka family, Matou family, and other historically significant families.

The eastern part of the city is Xindu, a modern metropolis with towering buildings, a port, and churches.

Mo Si emerged from the church, naturally located in the eastern part of the city, and strolled into the bustling area.

"Um...you guys keep talking, I can't stand this kind of sentimental scene, I'll go out first." I said to Chai Wang and Chai Jiayin.

You have a powerful skill called "Power Over Water," which has been gradually transferring the supreme power of the city from the Suza officer Zuda to Iluza 3. Although it is decent in melee combat, its efficiency is not ideal.

Several flying swords struck the demon corpse, but the demon corpse's soul clone was like an impenetrable wall, impossible to penetrate.

However, in Zhu Youxiao's view, Ji Ruohua's method of achieving immortality seemed to be a very possible thing. If it was fake, Zhu Youxiao was just being hypocritical; if it was real, Zhu Youxiao was a discerning eye.

"Don't worry! We'll get this done today." I nodded, gave Old Zheng a reassuring look, and said.

After the demonic energy entered his body, the immortal remained motionless with his eyes glazed over, and Tu Ba withdrew his hand triumphantly.

This can actually be seen from the last night marathon, because apart from Geng Haoshi, who used "powerful energy gathering" to complete the race, Meng Lang was the most likely to complete the race.

Susie could sense that the young man was deliberately leaning against her, but she wasn't going to tolerate his bad habit, so she slapped him hard across the face.

The meaning is clear: they want Ji Ruohua and his "power" to forcefully enter the game, and Liu Zhenyuan can only let them join in and share the spoils.

Now it is flexible and vibrant, like a city from ancient Earth, truly possessing life and coming to life.

However, the Xiao family's counterattack is far more forceful; it's not just a formality. It's unknown how many people will fall from grace or how many heads will roll in this turmoil.

Li Zetian, a new father, was deeply moved when he saw these orphans, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Currently, Sun Microsystems has a wealth of talent, and Li Zetian wants to poach Jobs and Wozniak to Apple.

The crowd responded that they were the ones who managed Li Zetian's real estate, and now they would be the ones to sell it off.

I forcefully shook off his hand, gave him a cold glance, walked around him, and headed straight for the classroom.

Everyone sat down around the table. The eldest brother poured half a glass of red wine into his glass, and the second brother added Sprite to the red wine in his glass.

"If you don't leave, then I'll have no choice but to force you."

"Alright, please leave." A tall, burly man came down from the second floor. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked like a farmer, but he walked with a swagger and had a lot of imposing presence.

He got off the train and gazed at the window with its warm light, watching it go out and come back on, then go out again. He couldn't remember how many times he had repeated this scene. He only remembered spending entire nights leaning against the train carriage, his eyes calmly fixed on that window.

The laser was ultimately no match for the onslaught. As Lin Li stepped forward, relentlessly firing his sword tip, he completely suppressed the torrential downpour of laser beams.

"Don't overthink it, I was just thinking about my brother," Wang Yuanyuan quickly added, which made Wang Yuan feel a little better.

The opening, as if alive, excitedly increased its force, sucking Liu Neng inside.

"Number Seven, I think you'd better not run away. It's not too late to turn back now. Going against the will of Heaven will surely bring divine retribution!" The black-clad figure's voice was powerful and resonant, like a great bell ringing in one's heart, pulling at the heartstrings and inspiring fear in all who heard it.