Chapter 261: The Evil Thoughts of the Rakshasa God! Another Great Battle?
The Slaughter City, the Hellish Slaughter Arena.
Here, the thick stench of blood was almost tangible. On the dark red arena, nine more corpses rapidly withered.
Tang San stood in the center of the pile of corpses, the blood-red mist surrounding him appearing even denser than before, faintly emitting a nauseatingly sweet and foul odor.
He had just ruthlessly and efficiently defeated his opponent once more.
At this moment, the mutated dark blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, like greedy, bloodthirsty tentacles, completely absorbed the blood and soul power from these nine corpses.
Thanks to this constant devouring and slaughter, his strength in this fallen city increased at an astonishing rate. Not only that, but his body's regenerative abilities also became exceptionally powerful.
In less than a year,
Tang San had achieved seventy-nine victories in this Hellish Slaughter Arena! Only twenty-one more victories were needed to reach one hundred and challenge the Hell Road to leave this place!
However, this rapid increase in power came at a price.
Tang San had recently come to clearly feel that the more people he devoured in this City of Slaughter, the heavier the murderous aura he accumulated became. Furthermore, he discovered that his mind was gradually being influenced and eroded by an external, extremely evil intent.
In this City of Slaughter, he would often inexplicably see a phantom.
It was the phantom of a woman with an incredibly voluptuous figure, shrouded in darkness.
In her hand, she held a black demonic scythe wreathed in endless resentment and the aura of death!
That demonic scythe seemed to be formed from the purest evil and curses; just a glance at it would make Tang San's soul tremble.
Lately,
this eerie, scythe-wielding female phantom had appeared more and more frequently, and with increasing clarity.
She seemed omnipresent, appearing when Tang San was killing, and when Tang San was cultivating.
Even in Tang San's brief dreams, the image would quietly surface, silently grinning at him, tempting him to unleash the darkness and violence deep within his heart, even whispering in his ear:
"Hahaha, you seem more suited to my divine inheritance!"
This evil thought had begun to affect Tang San's mind.
He became more irritable and volatile than before, unable to control his emotions, and a flash of crimson and chaos, unnoticed even by himself, would often appear in his eyes.
The most obvious example was that recently, when Tang Hao visited and tried to guide him, on several occasions, Tang San, the moment the other party approached, would reflexively launch a fierce attack on his own father!
Although he forcibly stopped at the last moment each time or was subdued by Tang Hao, the almost out-of-control violence worried Tang Hao and filled Tang San with fear and trepidation.
...
A few days later.
Tonight, it was another dark and stormy night of bloodshed.
Heaven Dou City, the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire and its most prosperous city, sees an astonishingly high daily population flow.
However, today,
the atmosphere in this bustling city is unusually oppressive.
A sense of impending doom hangs in the air, a palpable sense of impending storm.
Inside the council hall of Tianxing Academy, the atmosphere is so heavy it seems almost palpable.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and the hall's owner, Dugu Bo, sit together, urgently discussing countermeasures.
Ning Fengzhi rubbed his temples and spoke first:
"Poison Douluo, His Majesty has learned of the destruction of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and is furious. To prepare for a possible attack, His Majesty has ordered a city-wide curfew and increased patrols. I have communicated with the military, and if the Spirit Hall dares to attack your Heavenly Path Academy, the main force of the Royal Knights should be able to arrive to support you within ten minutes."
This is the maximum guarantee that the Heaven Dou Empire can currently provide.
Hearing this, Dugu Bo nodded with a rather solemn expression and said in a deep voice:
"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty. Thank you for your mediation, Sect Master Ning."
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, his face showing a hint of bitterness and shared hatred, and said: "We are all in the same boat now, our fates are intertwined, why bother with such polite words?"
"Cough cough..." Sword Douluo Chen Xin, sitting to the side, suddenly coughed, his face pale from his injuries. Clearly, having lost an arm, his serious injuries were far from healed.
He looked at Dugu Bo, his voice slightly hoarse, and asked,
"Poison Douluo, do you... have any news about that kid Tang Chuan?"
Mentioning this boy, a flicker of hope flashed in the eyes of several powerful figures.
That boy who always managed to create miracles
seemed to be the only possible light in the darkness.
"Not yet," Dugu Bo shook his head, a worried look appearing on his face.
However, the moment his words fell,
suddenly, a soft, high-pitched, eerie voice, almost like a woman's, like a cold, venomous snake, came without warning from the night sky outside the academy, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the council hall, carrying undisguised arrogance and killing intent:
"Old Poison—!"
"Get out here!!"
Hearing this, the expressions of the four people in the hall changed drastically!
What was bound to happen had finally arrived! And it had come so quickly!
The next second, Dugu Bo suddenly stood up, a sharp glint in his eyes, and said coldly, "It seems what was bound to happen has finally happened. I'll go out and meet these cowardly fellows!"
Without further hesitation, his figure swayed slightly, instantly transforming into a sharp green light.
Like a venomous dragon breaking through dark clouds, he shot out of the room, even crashing through the ceiling of the council hall, and hovered fiercely above Tianxing Academy.
The night wind howled, billowing his dark green robes.
Not far in front of him, two powerful auras had already locked onto him.
Under the moonlight, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei's figures hovered suspended in the air.
The two faced each other across the void, their powerful Title Douluo auras clashing fiercely in the air, making the air below seem to freeze.
The atmosphere instantly became tense, a great battle about to erupt! At the same time,
just as Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo appeared, their auras erupting without reservation,
"Whoosh—hum—!"
Within Heaven Dou City, the horn signaling the highest alert suddenly sounded!
The Heaven Dou Royal Knights, already on standby, moved like a steel torrent awakened! The heavy thud of hooves and the clanging of armor blended together, the bright armor reflecting the firelight as they surged towards Heavenly Path Academy like a raging tide!
Ning Fengzhi's prior arrangements had worked; the Royal Knights' reaction was undeniably swift.
However, the Spirit Hall's plan was clearly more meticulous!
Just as the main force of the Royal Knights had crossed several main streets and was about to reach the outer area of Tianxing Academy,
countless arrows and flashes of soul skill light suddenly burst forth from the alleys, rooftops, and even the windows of houses on both sides of the road!
In an instant, countless men in black leaped out of the shadows like ghosts, wielding sharp blades and flashing soul rings, launching a fierce ambush and attack on the advancing Royal Knights!
"Ambush! Form ranks! Engage the enemy!"
The roars of the knights' commanders, the screams of the soldiers, the explosions of clashing soul skills, and the crisp sounds of weapons clashing instantly ignited the already tense night!
Fierce street fighting suddenly erupted on several key streets leading to Tianxing Academy!
Although the Royal Knights were well-trained,
they were ambushed by well-prepared soul masters in the narrow alleys and were immediately plunged into a fierce battle, unable to move an inch, and unable to reach Tianxing Academy to provide support within the scheduled time!
Tianxing Academy had become a besieged, isolated island!
In mid-air, the cold moonlight shone on Dugu Bo's wrinkled yet resolute face.
Upon recognizing his old rivals, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, floating opposite him, Dugu Bo's expression changed slightly, then he sneered:
"Chrysanthemum Pass, Ghost Douluo, I didn't expect that after all this time, it would be you two coming to your deaths again."
Hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's face showed a feigned regret, and he shook his head, saying:
"Old Poison, things are unpredictable. His Holiness the Pope's tolerance for your Tianxing Academy has reached its limit. So don't blame us for being ruthless; I'm just following orders."
At this point, his tone suddenly changed, carrying a hint of seemingly benevolent persuasion.
"However... you old poisoner."
"Considering our years of acquaintance, if you surrender now and give up resistance, I might consider putting in a good word for you with His Holiness the Pope and spare your life. How about it?"
"Bullshit!" Dugu Bo was furious upon hearing this, his long black hair moving without wind. He said, "If you want to fight, then fight! Stop wasting my breath! You want me to surrender? Dream on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Bo's aura exploded!
Nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—instantly rose from beneath his feet, shining brightly. The terrifying pressure of a Title Douluo swept out!
Without the slightest hesitation,
the seventh black spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up!
"Seventh Spirit Skill, Azure Phosphorous Divine Dragon True Form!"
"Roar—!"
A dragon roar that seemed to come from ancient times resounded.
In an instant, a colossal emerald-green dragon, over thirty meters long, its body a deep, gnarled green, covered in menacing scales and radiating a terrifying poisonous aura, appeared out of thin air.
Its massive form nearly blotted out half the night sky!
The next second, Dugu Bo flashed forward, landing firmly on the dragon's head, becoming one with it. With unstoppable momentum, he charged towards Ghost Douluo like a green meteor! The dragon's mouth opened wide, spewing forth a dense cloud of poisonous mist!
However, facing Dugu Bo's furious attack, Ghost Douluo, Ghostly Phantom, standing motionless, let out a low, cold laugh. His shadowy body rippled slightly, and he said in a deep voice,
"Hmph, old poisoner, your opponent this time isn't us."
His words had barely faded when,
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two incredibly powerful auras, like dormant beasts, suddenly awakened, bursting forth from the left and right flanks of the battlefield!
Their speed was like lightning tearing through the night sky, instantly traversing space and solidly blocking Dugu Bo's path from the left and right!
The man on the left, with a massive, mountain-like build and dark golden skin, his bear-like eyes gleaming with ferocity, was none other than Demon Bear Douluo!
The man on the right, lean and agile like a cheetah, his eyes flashing with a ghostly green light in the darkness, was none other than Ghost Leopard Douluo!
Four Title Douluos!
The Spirit Hall had actually dispatched four Title Douluos to deal with Dugu Bo alone?!
The powerful auras, like four mountains, locked onto Dugu Bo from four directions. His previously unstoppable Azure Phosphorous Divine Dragon True Body suddenly appeared somewhat isolated and outnumbered in the face of this lineup, its attack momentum momentarily halted!
"Seventh Soul Skill, Demon Bear True Body!"
"Seventh Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow True Body!"
Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo roared simultaneously without hesitation.
Immediately following, a colossal bear, as large as a small mountain and covered in dark golden fur, appeared simultaneously with a shadowy leopard, moving with lightning speed and blurring its form!
The two unleashed powerful attack spirit skills, terrifying dark golden claw shadows and countless dark claw winds tearing through space, bombarding Dugu Bo like a storm!
Although Dugu Bo was strong, facing two Title Douluos who had also activated their Martial Soul True Body, he could only push his poison to its limit, transforming it into a sky full of poisonous barriers and dragons, desperately holding on, held captive in mid-air, unable to escape to provide reinforcements.
Taking advantage of this opportunity,
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance, then flashed forward, leading the Spirit Hall's black-clad men behind them, directly crossing the aerial battlefield and rushing towards the interior of Tianxing Academy!
The moment they landed, a cold glint flashed in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes, and he pointed towards the depths of the academy, coldly declaring, "Leave no one alive!"
"Kill—!" The men in black roared bloodthirstily, their spirit skills blazing as they surged towards the academy buildings like a burst dam, slaughtering anyone in sight. Screams filled the air.
However, at this critical moment...
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