"I bet there's no bullet in your gun..."
Xu Cheng's voice echoed in the palace hall, and Ye Xishui's skinny fingers suddenly froze in mid-air.
She was horrified to find that the Tower of Death, which she once had at her fingertips, now seemed to have lost contact. The attack that she had just launched with all her soul power had not yet been launched when it mysteriously disappeared inside the Tower of Death.
That’s right, it was one of the conceptual skills that Xu Cheng had obtained from the system.
From the prototype of a certain mysterious double-gun master.
There is a fifty percent chance that he won the bet.
Actually, it can't be called gambling. After all, for Ye Xishui, who is now like the wind in the tomb, he doesn't need to gamble...
It was just a sudden impulse that led to a bet.
Long Xiaoyao's black robe fluttered without wind, and the pressure of the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo erupted like a landslide or tsunami.
Pitch-black dragon scales appeared on his old face, and behind him spread out the shadow of a dark holy dragon that covered the sky and the sun.
But when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Thousands of Fire Phoenix Soul Guides had already formed into battle formations, and the light of an eighth-level energy-gathering soul guide was shining on the chest of each of their mechas.
The seventy-two pillars of the palace dome are inlaid with interconnected soul guide cores, forming a net that is strong enough to strangle a Super Douluo.
Compared to the so-called Death's Dinner in the original novel - the dozens of level nine soul guide shells designed by Xu Tianran, this kind of lose-lose situation, even failed to kill the two Ultimate Douluo. With the current soul guide technology of the Sun Moon Empire, this step is naturally not needed. After all, building a palace also costs money.
"When..." Long Xiaoyao's voice was hoarse.
With his Extreme Douluo cultivation, he didn't even notice when he fell into the illusion. What was even more terrifying was that at this moment, his soul power was running obscurely, as if countless invisible chains were entangled around Wu Hunzhen's body.
Xu Cheng on the throne slowly stood up, and a shadow of double pupils appeared behind him. The left eye was purple-gold, and the right eye was gray-white, which was the symbol of destruction and reincarnation.
This is a blessing from the Lord of the Underworld, Ilex.
As the young master of the underworld, he is second only to one person in the underworld and above everyone else. It is not an exaggeration to say that he controls most of the power in the underworld. After all, the space for the dead that carries the underworld was previously given to Xu Cheng by Alex...
"From the moment you sent out the invitation letter." Xu Cheng put his hands behind his back and looked down at the Holy Spirit Church leaders.
Long Xiaoyao suddenly pressed Ye Xishui's shoulder: "Xishui, stop it."
Under his gray eyebrows, his eyes that saw through the world looked directly at Xu Cheng: "You could have killed us a long time ago, why did you set up this trap?"
At this moment, Senior Long, who was once a powerful figure in the mainland, has lost his bootlicker mentality and his IQ has regained its high ground.
The hall suddenly became quiet.
The Fire Phoenix Legion's soul guide cannons were still locked on the Holy Spirit Church members, but Xu Cheng raised his hand to signal a pause in the attack.
He walked down the stairs slowly, and the sound of his black combat boots on the marble floor was clearly audible.
Dressed in the black and red uniform of the commander of the Sun and Moon Empire, as an emperor, he also controls the military.
Compared to the yellow robe, he also prefers this military uniform.
"I want the Holy Spirit Church." Xu Cheng stood three meters away from Long Xiaoyao, "but not this dirty evil soul master's nest."
He held his right hand in the air, and a purple-black scepter appeared out of thin air. In the gray gemstone inlaid on the top of the scepter, countless souls could be vaguely seen sleeping peacefully. The moment the scepter appeared, Ye Xishui's Death Tower trembled violently, and it decomposed into pure energy that was absorbed by the scepter.
"The power of the God of Death!" Ye Xishui cried out in shock, "You actually..."
She had thought about it countless times.
What tricks did Xu Cheng use to cause such heavy damage to the entire Holy Spirit Church?
She even thought that Xu Cheng had spent so much effort to target the entire Holy Spirit Church, but she never thought that Xu Cheng actually controlled the power of the God of Death! How is it possible!
That is a realm that only gods can reach!
As an Ultimate Douluo, she had tried countless times to reach the level of God, but to no avail. Even Long Xiaoyao, who was more talented than her, was still a long way off.
But this kid...why!
"Yes, Mr. Alex has given me some of his authority."
Xu Cheng turned the Scepter of Death, and the gray fog formed a hexagram array under his feet.
"In the past three years, all the souls that died of natural causes have been reincarnated in the underworld, and you - even in the future..." He glanced at the pale-faced people of the Holy Spirit Church, "the days of cultivating by devouring souls are over."
The power of death hangs over everyone.
Ye Xishui, the god of death, looked at Xu Cheng in shock. At this moment, her so-called nickname was like a clown. Who was the god of death...
Zhongli Wu suddenly attacked, unleashing his full ninety-eighth level soul power, and his Death Demon Puppet martial spirit's true form solidified in an instant.
But the one who was faster than him was Nana - the nine spirit rings under the girl's feet shone brightly, one purple, five black and three red.
Even though she was only at the level of an ordinary Titled Douluo, she was able to block Zhongli Wu's attack. After repelling it, she turned into a ball of black mist, entwining around Xu Cheng. Ghost Nana took shape at this moment.
“…”
And the next moment.
Long Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed - he lowered his head to look at his chest, and saw three spears made of gray mist had pierced his heart at some point.
"Judgment of the Underworld." Xu Cheng's voice seemed to come from far away, "A special reception for those who have committed serious sins."
"My power does not only come from the Sun-Moon Empire..."
This is the "Judgment" he achieved by leveraging the power of death.
They will be sent to hell to be judged.
Ordinary Extreme Douluo can hardly resist the [Judgment of the Underworld], unless they are demigods...
The entire palace ground suddenly lit up with complex soul-guiding patterns, which were connected to the hexagram under Xu Cheng's feet, forming a giant magic array covering a radius of one kilometer. The Fire Phoenix Legion's mechas took off at the same time, and 720 linked soul-guiding gun barrels began to charge.
"No!" Ye Xishui screamed and tried to rush over, but was stopped by the sudden appearance of a wall of thorns.
Cain raised the corner of his mouth, standing on the top of the iron wall, his dark purple dress fluttering in the wind, giving people a beautiful and desolate feeling, playing with a bloody dagger in his hand: "Old woman, your opponent is me~"
Long Xiaoyao groaned, and the true form of the Dark Holy Dragon was completely released.
Nine black dragon phantoms circled into the sky, and the energy fluctuations that erupted when they confronted the spear of the underworld made the entire palace tremble.
This Extreme Douluo who had been famous for two hundred years finally showed his full strength - he formed seals with both hands, and his seventh spirit ring suddenly shone:
"Martial Soul's true form, dark sky!"
The darkness as thick as ink spread out from him, swallowing up even the light wherever it passed.
The Fire Phoenix Legion's coordinated attack fell into darkness and was like a drop in the ocean, without causing even the slightest ripple.
"Interesting." Xu Cheng raised his eyebrows and tapped the ground with the scepter in his hand. "But times have changed, Senior Long."
The dome of the palace suddenly opened, revealing twelve silver spheres suspended a thousand meters in the air. Complex soul-guiding patterns flowed on the surface of these spheres, and when they lit up at the same time, twelve soul-power light pillars with a diameter of more than ten meters fell down with a bang!
"A space-based soul guide array." Xu Cheng explained calmly amid the roar, "A gift specially prepared for the Ultimate Douluo."
The dark sky was torn into twelve holes.
Long Xiaoyao coughed up a mouthful of blood, but saw Xu Cheng had appeared in front of him at some point, and his right index finger lightly tapped his forehead.
One picture after another forced its way into Long Xiaoyao's consciousness: Zhongli Wu commanding the evil soul master to massacre the village, Nangong Wan's indifferent expression as he sold children, the inhumane practice of the Holy Spirit Church elders using living people to practice, and finally it froze in front of a roulette wheel shrouded in gray mist - the souls harmed by the Holy Spirit Church were receiving teachings from the underworld.
Xu Cheng looked at Long Xiaoyao with interest.
In fact, he has always been quite curious about this character who is both good and evil.
As for what he has done over the years and the things he has done to help the tyrant, is he just trying to cover up his mistakes or is he just indifferent to them?
"No..." Long Xiaoyao's martial spirit body began to collapse.
It was not that he was defeated by external forces, but that his soul power was backlashed by the broken heart of Tao.
He staggered back, the fighting spirit in his eyes replaced by deep fatigue: "..."
He looked annoyed, but not regretful. He was tortured by the sea of blood in his spiritual sea, but he was also a little free and easy.
“Hehehe…”
Xu Cheng's face was filled with smiles.
"I thought you were a real villain, but now it seems that you are just a coward who escapes from reality."
“…”
Blood was flowing from the corner of Long Xiaoyao's mouth and he looked melancholy.
Close your eyes and remain silent.
As Long Xiaoyao gave up resistance, the Holy Spirit Church's only "combat power" was gone, and the situation on the battlefield became clear in an instant.
Zhongli Wu was pierced through the shoulder by Nana's ninth soul skill. Elders such as Nangong Wan were defeated under the siege of the Fire Phoenix Legion.
Ye Xishui wanted to activate the Tower of Death for a final fight, but found that even his martial soul was suppressed by the power of the underworld.
When Xu Cheng's pupils turned completely gray, the entire palace seemed to be dragged into a projection of the underworld.
Countless gray mists condensed into chains, firmly imprisoning the martial spirits of the Holy Spirit Church members.
"A member of the Holy Spirit Church, with proven guilt—"
Xu Cheng's indifferent voice spread in all directions under the blessing of soul power, "Kill without mercy!"
When the Fire Phoenix Legion's butcher knife fell, Long Xiaoyao closed his eyes.
He felt Ye Xishui collapse in his arms and heard Zhongli Wu's dying curse, but the clearest thing was the steady footsteps of the young man as he walked toward the throne.
When the last rebellious elder fell, Xu Cheng slammed the Scepter of the Underworld to the ground: "From now on, the Holy Spirit Church will be renamed the Holy Church and promoted to the Sun and Moon State Church." He looked at Ye Xishui who was bound by chains: "You are all buried with the Holy Church."
…
The sun finally rose outside the palace.
When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the stained glass, Xu Cheng's shadow was stretched very long, just covering the tattered flag of the Holy Spirit Church.
Nana and Cain knelt on one knee, with the Fire Phoenix Legion lined up in neat rows behind them.
"Your Majesty, what's next..." Nana asked softly.
Xu Cheng looked toward the northern sky, where a silver battleship was breaking through the clouds. "Prepare for the All-Continental Elite Tournament." His fingertips stroked the gem on the top of the scepter. "It's time to make peace with Shrek."
…
Deep in the Star Forest, an ancient forgotten altar stood on the top of a cliff. The moonlight shone on the mottled stone pillars, and the patterns engraved with angel totems glowed with a faint golden light in the night.
Logically speaking, this is a relic of the original continent.
The territory of the Douling Empire.
But as time went by, it was incorporated into the territory of the Star Forest at some point.
Ye Guyi stood barefoot in the center of the altar, his purple-gold angel armor rustling in the night wind.
She has reached the 96th level of Titled Douluo, and her Holy Angel Martial Soul has evolved to the extreme, but Qian Renxue's broken throne is still like an unbridgeable chasm, blocking her path to becoming a god.
And be able to stand out among the sun and moon geniuses.
Perhaps it was also with the help of the glory of the Angel God.
In the Temple of Destruction.
When you receive divine power.
She seemed to be able to vaguely feel the blessing from the former Angel God.
It's like the only hope of the village.
"The power of faith..." She murmured softly, her fingertips running across the pendant hanging on her chest - it was a reward for an assessment in the Temple of Destruction.
And the power of faith is also the answer Xu Cheng gave her.
The answer to restore the glory of angels.
Ye Guyi spread his arms, and six dazzling golden wings spread out from behind him. The sacred light shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.
"In the name of the angels, call upon the faith of all living beings!"
Her voice was cold, but it carried unquestionable authority.
In an instant, countless tiny points of light gathered from all directions - that was the remaining power of faith of the soul masters and civilians who had been protected by her, and even the soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest that had been purified by her.
Under Xu Cheng, she formed a sun and moon army named [Judgment of Light].
During this period, Xu Cheng intentionally or unintentionally let her participate in some large-scale "punishing evil and promoting good", and seemed to want her to become famous between the two continents as the successor of the Angel Martial Spirit.
The light spots were like fireflies, gradually condensing into a golden ocean around her.
Ye Guyi held up the fragment of Qian Renxue's throne, and the golden light and the power of faith intertwined, trying to awaken the sleeping angel throne.
However--
“Crack!”
The fragments of the throne trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared!
"It's not enough..." She gritted her teeth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.
Ten thousand years ago, Qian Renxue's throne was shattered so completely that it could not be repaired with just these scattered beliefs.
There was a golden light in Ye Guyi's eyes. She suddenly cut her wrist and blood dripped onto the altar.
"Since your faith is insufficient, I will use my soul power as a guide to forcibly recast the throne of God!"
Right now.
As the successor of the angel martial spirit.
Ye Guyi also showed his courage.
The golden blood merged with the power of faith and turned into a pillar of light that reached the sky. Her soul power burned wildly, and nine soul rings emerged one by one. The last two hundred thousand year soul rings even emitted a dazzling red light.
"Holy Angel God descends!"
The six wings behind her suddenly split and turned into a twelve-winged phantom - a symbol of approaching godhood!
But that’s not enough!
Ye Guyi gritted his teeth and clenched the fragment of the throne with his blood-stained fingers.
She suddenly stabbed the fragment into her heart!
"boom--!!!"
Endless sacred fire erupted from her body, her twelve wings became completely solidified, and the blazing golden light dyed the entire night sky into day!
"Today, I, Ye Guyi——"
"Based on faith and with blood as sacrifice, we will rebuild the throne of the angels!"
In the distance, the spirit detection of the beasts suddenly captured this scene, and their pupils shrank suddenly: "She is crazy?!!"
"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little anxious." Xu Cheng smacked his lips.
His eyes were full of admiration.
As expected of an angel god, he is a bit crazy! (End of this chapter)
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