allendalepharm Chapter 370 Two Demons Arrive in the Fishing Village?
Chapter 370 Two Demons Arrive in the Fishing Village?
As the main force of the Heaven Dou Empire surged out of Iron Wall Pass like a black tide and marched toward the Martial Soul Empire's main camp, which was as bright as day, a raging fire of anger, which had been suppressed for a long time and mixed with national and personal hatred, burned fiercely in the hearts of every Heaven Dou soldier!
They witnessed firsthand how the Iron Hoof Empire trampled their homes, how twenty-three cities fell, how many comrades and brothers died tragically, and how many people were displaced!
Now the opportunity has finally arrived. In their eyes, the earth-shattering commotion in the distance is not a disaster, but a clarion call for revenge, proof that the Martial Soul Empire is suffering retribution!
"Brothers!"
The cavalry commander at the forefront of the charge raised his arm and shouted, his voice hoarse but full of power.
"Did you see that? Those scum from the Spirit Hall have been punished by heaven! Now it's our turn! For our fallen comrades! For our fallen cities! For the Heaven Dou Empire, kill them all!!!"
"kill--!!!"
"A blood debt must be paid in blood—!!!"
The roar, as loud as a mountain and as powerful as a tsunami, instantly drowned out the galloping of the warhorses and the rustling of the armor!
Every soldier's eyes burned with a fierce intensity, no longer filled with fear and confusion, but with the purest killing intent and thirst for revenge. They gripped their weapons tightly, and the Soul Masters frantically channeled their Soul Power, the light from their Soul Rings merging into a single, moving river of fire!
There were no complicated formation changes, no cautious probing.
Under the leadership of Marshal Ge Long, the Heavenly Dou Army transformed into the most primal and violent torrent of revenge, crashing into the chaotic Martial Soul Empire camp from multiple directions!
The battle entered its most brutal and intense phase from the very beginning!
"boom--!!!"
The makeshift wooden walls of the Spirit Empire crumbled like paper under the impact of the first wave of cavalry and the bombardment of the Spirit Masters, and the Heavenly Dou soldiers surged in like a flood bursting its banks!
"Block them! Form ranks! Form ranks now!"
The lower-ranking officers of the Martial Soul Empire who remained at the main camp shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to organize an effective defensive line. However, lacking unified command from the higher command, some elite troops had been transferred to the east to fight fires or intercept enemy forces, and the remaining troops had long been terrified and demoralized.
They faced a vengeful army of Tian Dou, brimming with morale and overflowing with hatred, like a mad tiger!
"Avenge my brother!"
A veteran of the Heavenly Dou Army roared, raised his spear, and charged recklessly into the ranks of a shield-bearer from the Martial Soul Empire. Even though he was instantly pierced by several spears, he used his last strength to thrust the spear into the enemy's chest!
"Seventh Soul Skill - Flaming Wolf Howl!"
A Heavenly Soul Saint's eyes turned bloodshot, and his seventh soul ring lit up. Then, his Martial Soul True Form appeared, transforming into a giant burning wolf, and he frantically pounced on the Soul Master team, trading injury for injury and risking his life, just to kill as many enemies as possible before he fell!
The infantry formation was like a moving meat grinder; the sounds of clashing swords, breaking bones, and the screams of the dying filled the air. Blood quickly stained the ground, forming small streams.
Limbs and severed arms flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong, nauseating stench of blood.
The battles between Soul Masters were even more brutal, with low- and mid-level Soul Masters from both sides mixed together in the chaos. The light of their Soul Skills flashed and exploded constantly, making it difficult to distinguish friend from foe.
Fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, earth spikes... Soul skills of various attributes raged through the crowd, and every ray of light could take away several lives.
Heavenly Soul Masters often unleash their strongest soul skills with the determination to perish together with their enemies, even if it means exhausting their soul power, just to drag their enemies down to hell with them!
The cavalry, like red-hot daggers, galloped across the camp, repeatedly charging and scattering the Martial Soul Empire squads that were trying to regroup!
"For the Heavenly Struggle! For His Majesty! Kill!"
Marshal Goron led the charge, brandishing his sword and leading his personal guard like a heavy hammer, smashing into a stubbornly resisting stronghold of the Martial Soul Empire's Soul Masters.
Wherever the sword flashed, heads rolled!
The entire headquarters of the Martial Soul Empire has now been completely transformed into a meat grinder.
Shouts of killing, explosions, screams, the crackling of flames... all sorts of sounds intertwined, playing a symphony of death and destruction.
The Heavenly Warriors' rage transformed into the most ferocious killing power.
They used the blood of their enemies to wash away the humiliation and hatred of the past.
Every tent set ablaze, every supply devastated, and every soldier of the Spirit Empire falling brought a small release to the pent-up rage in their hearts.
"boom--!!!"
Just as the Heaven Dou Empire's torrent of revenge was unstoppable and about to completely overwhelm the Spirit Empire's crumbling last line of defense, four figures radiating terrifying soul power descended like four meteors tearing through the night sky at the forefront of the battlefield!
It was Hu Liena who led the Serpent Spear Douluo, the Porcupine Douluo, the Holy Dragon Sect Master Tuoba hope, and the Wind Sword Sect Master Feng Bailong.
"You bastard!"
Seeing the imperial army being slaughtered like this, Serpent Spear Douluo's eyes widened in fury.
"Quickly, stop them!"
Seeing this scene before her, Hu Liena quickly let out a sharp shout, unleashing her Killing God Domain at full power, and a chilling killing intent swept across the battlefield like a cold tide.
Although the area was limited, it still caused the nearby Tiandou soldiers to pause in their movements and feel a chill in their hearts.
The next moment, the four Title Douluos behind her also held nothing back, with their nine spirit rings lighting up simultaneously, and their terrifying spirit power erupting like a volcano!
"Fifth Soul Skill - Thunderous Explosion Shattering Strike!"
The black fifth spirit ring on Serpent Spear Douluo's body lit up, and the serpent spear in his hand transformed into a phantom of a giant python that stretched to the sky. The python opened its mouth and spat out countless streaks of poisonous spear light, as thin as cow hair but as fast as lightning. Then, like a torrential rain, it covered the Heaven Dou Army formation hundreds of meters ahead!
Instantly, wherever the poisoned spear passed, whether it was a thick shield or a soul power barrier, it was easily pierced. Those hit immediately foamed at the mouth, screamed, and fell down. The poison was so potent that it killed instantly upon contact!
"Eighth Soul Skill - Poison Explosion in the Heavenly River!"
The Porcupine Douluo's body swelled up again. Then, its huge mouth opened, but instead of swallowing, it spewed out a viscous, purplish-red torrent mixed with its own toxins and soul power!
This torrent was like a poisonous river with life. Wherever it passed, the ground corroded and hissed with white smoke. The bodies of the Heavenly Dou soldiers and Soul Masters that came into contact with it quickly rotted and dissolved. Before they could even scream, they turned into a pool of pus and blood, dying in a gruesome manner!
"Eighth Soul Skill - Dragon Flame Break!"
Tuoba hope transformed into a holy dragon. Although he had suffered a setback in the Slaughter Domain before, his strength as a Title Douluo was fully revealed when facing ordinary troops!
The next second, his dragon mouth opened wide, and a beam of destructive light, more than five meters in diameter and formed from blazing white holy flames, burst forth and plowed through the Heavenly Fighting Army formation!
Wherever the beam of light passed, people and horses were thrown into disarray.
Whether it was a person or a horse, armor or weapons, they all instantly vaporized and annihilated under the extreme heat, leaving only a charred, smoky trail of death!
"Eighth Soul Skill - Thousand Storm Wind Rift!"
Feng Bailong merged with his sword, transforming into a massive cyan wind sword phantom that rapidly circled in the air. Each circle brought forth countless incomparably sharp cyan wind blades, capable of cutting through gold and jade, before crashing into the Heavenly Fighting Army formation like a giant death whirlwind!
Where the wind blades passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, limbs and severed bodies were scattered as if harvested by an invisible scythe, and even the strongest armor was easily torn apart like paper before the wind blades. Even more terrifying was the treacherous trajectory and incredible speed of these wind blades; they often attacked from unexpected angles, making them impossible to defend against!
The full-force attack of the four Title Douluos, especially their wide-range and highly lethal soul skills, was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the Heaven Dou army, which was charging and in a relatively dense formation!
In an instant, the once unstoppable vanguard of the Heavenly Dou army seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall constructed of death and destruction!
Swathes of soldiers fell amidst poisoned spears, torrents of poison, dragon breath, and wind blades, their deaths varied but equally gruesome. The piercing screams of agony instantly drowned out the roars of the charge, abruptly halting the army's advance! The scorching dragon breath and sharp wind blades not only killed but also ravaged the ground, burning craters and carving deep trenches, severely hindering the advance of subsequent troops.
The Heavenly Dou Army charged fearlessly, but for the first time, it showed obvious signs of stagnation and chaos in the face of this absolute, terrifying power belonging to Title Douluos.
The vengeful fervor on the soldiers' faces was replaced by fear. The casualties at the front were too heavy, and the following troops had to slow down, find cover, or try to regroup.
Just as the four Title Douluos of the Spirit Empire unleashed their full power, temporarily halting the advance of the Heaven Dou army with a massacre-like approach, creating a bloody death zone.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Four whooshing sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
Four figures with distinct appearances suddenly appeared like ghosts above the Heavenly Dou army, facing Hu Liena and the others from afar. At the same time, they pushed back the terrifying pressure of the Title Douluo in front of them, instantly stabilizing the somewhat chaotic morale of the army below.
It was Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong!
"Hmph, so it's you, you stinking poisonous fish that only spews venom and sucks up garbage, causing trouble here. I'm itching for a fight today, so I'll use you, you stinking fish, to whet my appetite and see if your poison is more potent, or my Nine Deadly Poisons of Azure Phosphorus!"
Dugu Bo's emerald green pupils immediately locked onto the porcupine douluo who was still spewing poison and causing massive casualties, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a phantom image of a dragon in emerald green appeared behind him, and dark green poisonous mist began to spread, pressing down on the poisonous flow of the Porcupine Douluo.
Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear trembled as he looked up at Serpent Spear Douluo. He didn't waste any words, only a simple sentence, but it carried the unique pride and fighting spirit of the Breaking Clan.
"I'll take that guy with the spear."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin was even more direct. He didn't even bother with formalities. With a flash, he transformed into a dazzling sword light, instantly traversing hundreds of meters and appearing directly opposite Feng Bailong, the sect master of the Wind Sword Sect.
"I heard you're very skilled with a sword?" He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over the long sword in Feng Bailong's hand, which shimmered with azure light.
"Then today, I, Chen, will come and experience your sword."
As the last word fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze into an invisible sword blade, causing Feng Bailong to feel a stinging pain on his skin and alarm bells ringing in his mind!
He knew that he had met the strongest swordsmanship opponent of his life!
Finally, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, fixed his gloomy gaze on Tuoba hope, who had transformed into a powerful holy dragon. He looked the latter up and down at his radiant dragon body, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said:
"Tsk tsk, look, now it seems like only this golden, stinky mudfish is left."
Immediately, he moved his neck slightly, making a soft cracking sound. Behind him, an enormous bone dragon phantom, composed entirely of pale white bones and with eerie soul flames burning in its eye sockets, slowly emerged, radiating a cold, deathly, yet equally vast and powerful pressure.
The bone dragon phantom let out a silent roar at Tuoba hope's true form as a holy dragon.
"However, my old bone dragon... isn't picky about food. Loach is fine, it'll do. It can eat whatever it wants and get some calcium."
These extremely insulting and provocative words, coupled with the ferocious and terrifying phantom of the bone dragon, immediately enraged Tuoba hope to the point of fuming. Even the true form of the Holy Dragon trembled slightly with anger!
As the sect leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, how could he ever be so despised and insulted as a stinking mudfish?!
Four against four!
Dugu Bo versus the Porcupine Douluo: A battle of poisons!
Yang Wudi versus the Serpent Spear Douluo: A clash of spears and lances!
Chen Xin clashes with Feng Bailong, a duel of swords!
Ancient banyan tree versus Tuoba hope, bone dragon versus holy dragon!
The next second, powerful auras collided violently in the air, forming four distinct yet interconnected battle zones.
Seeing this, the ordinary soldiers below involuntarily stepped back, making enough space for the upcoming top-level duel that would determine the course of this battlefield.
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Meanwhile, on Poseidon Island.
In the tranquil and peaceful morning, the azure waves gently caress the white sandy beach at the edge of Poseidon Island.
The seahorse Douluo Eurasia, responsible for today's coastal patrol, is stepping on the wet sand, routinely inspecting the safety of Poseidon Island and the tranquility of the surrounding waters.
Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a small, swaying black dot on the distant sea.
It wasn't a seabird, but a dilapidated, makeshift fishing boat that looked like it could fall apart at any moment. The sails were long gone, and only half an oar remained; it was drifting entirely on the current and with the last bit of strength of the people on board.
Seeing this, Eurasia frowned slightly, and with a flash, he transformed into a streak of azure water light, instantly crossing hundreds of meters of sea surface and appearing next to the small fishing boat.
Five fishermen lay sprawled on the boat, covered in blood, barely clothed, their bodies riddled with gruesome wounds, some deep enough to expose bone, others with flesh torn open, as if ripped apart by an extremely rough and savage force.
They were barely breathing, their eyes unfocused, as if they had experienced something unimaginable.
"What's going on?!" Seahorse Douluo's heart sank. He immediately activated his gentle water-attribute soul power, transforming it into several streams of cool water that flowed into the bodies of the fishermen, stabilizing their life force which was about to dissipate. At the same time, he asked in a deep voice.
This is the sea area protected by Poseidon Island.
The islanders living nearby in peace and contentment had never seen such a tragic scene before.
Nourished by the soul power, one of the middle-aged fishermen, whose injuries were relatively minor and who was still conscious, struggled to open his swollen eyes. When he saw the majestic and familiar Seahorse Douluo in front of him, it was as if he had seen a savior. Turbid tears mixed with blood streamed down his face.
"Sir...sir, help...help me...the village...the village is finished..."
"Explain clearly! Which village? What happened?" Eurasia's voice carried a calming quality, but his eyes had already sharpened.
"It's...it's Coconut Grove Village, a hundred miles to the west..." The fisherman's voice was filled with despair and trembling as he said, "Yesterday...yesterday evening...two demons came!"
"One...a young man, who could conjure up countless...black vines, hard and poisonous, that would drain a person's soul and break their bones once they were entangled. Another...another one was even more terrifying, like a giant white tiger with malevolent golden eyes, whose roar could shake a person's soul to its core...They...they killed anyone they saw! No matter the old or the young..."
"They not only kill people...they also...they suck people's blood! I saw it with my own eyes...that guy with the White Tiger Martial Soul grabbed Wang Laosi, bit off his neck in one bite, and gulped down his blood."
"The one who uses vines, although he doesn't drink it directly, after he kills someone, the vines will entangle the corpse, and very quickly... very quickly it will turn into a dried-up corpse!"
"The whole village...the whole village of over two hundred people...except for a few of us who managed to hide in the mud under the boat during the chaos...I'm afraid...I'm afraid they're all..." (End of Chapter)