Second-generation Dark Dragon King versus Dark Holy Dragon.
Yin and Yang complement each other, and the two soul cores resonate in the same position.
Necromancer God versus Blood Soul Demon Puppet.
The advantage lies with me!
Unless Divinity intervenes, An Zhen never imagined he could lose.
From a first-person perspective, although his body was currently being controlled by Electrolux, his soul hadn't been forced into the Sea of Spirit, but remained within his body. Therefore, with the powerful mental force at its peak, An Zhen clearly felt the flow of celestial energy within his body under Electrolux's guidance, like constructing a beautiful work of art, outlining ancient characters or patterns. The entire process of the necromantic power imbued with purification properties in his hands was crystal clear.
An Zhen is studying.
Although he can now directly use some of Electrolux's abilities by imprinting them onto his teacher, the same abilities he performs are far inferior to those of his teacher. The more powerful the ability, the more complex the process of unleashing it, and even slight deviations can result in vastly different levels of power.
"Ah!"
A sharp scream rang out.
Leaf Evening Water stared at Electrolux with a livid expression, "You want to purify my blood soul and vengeful spirit?!"
The twelve blood puppet vengeful spirits were bound by necromantic chains imbued with purifying power. A loud "sizzle" sound rang out, as if they had fallen into a pot of boiling oil. The blood puppet vengeful spirits showed obvious pain on their faces. The vengeful spirits that could contend with Titled Douluo were now more helpless than mice encountering a cat. Even under the drive of Leaf Evening Water, they had no power to struggle.
A red, 100,000-year-old spirit ring lit up, and Leaf Evening Water unleashed his Martial Soul True Body without hesitation. An evil and terrifying crimson aura shot straight into the sky, like a blood-red waterfall cascading down from the horizon, reaching a height of a hundred meters. The ferocious Blood Soul Puppet descended to earth like a demon god crawling out of hell.
Leaf Evening Water sensed an unprecedented crisis.
After her Blood Soul Puppet's spirit power came into contact with that strange power, it was as if it had encountered a natural enemy that countered it.
Electrolux frowned slightly.
It's not because of Leaf Evening Water.
"Since you harbor resentment, then go," Electrolux said softly.
The next moment, Electrolux loosened the other end of the chain, and the twelve blood-souled vengeful spirits, bound by necromancy chains imbued with purifying power, had lost most of their crimson color, but the venom in their eyes had intensified.
"The Gu King, which has devoured countless vengeful spirits, has long lost its original consciousness." Electrolux taught An Zhen, "Those vengeful spirits that were devoured still retain a trace of consciousness in its body. You can think of it as a kind of schizophrenia. Although they are insane, they still have extreme hatred in their hearts. Even if they can be purified and released by me, they are still unwilling to leave so easily."
"Therefore, those who toy with souls will eventually suffer this cycle of rebirth."
The moment Electrolux spoke, the twelve Blood Soul Demon Puppets, filled with overflowing hatred, rushed towards the enormous crimson demon god like moths to a flame.
"An ungrateful dog!" Leaf Evening Water roared in fury as she saw the Blood Soul Ghost lunging at her. The black spirit ring of the sixth rank lit up, and a huge blood-red halo emerged from beneath her feet, encircling the massive demon god, its aura suddenly surging.
The next moment, the twelve crimson wings behind him transformed into illusory tentacles and reached out to grab the twelve blood-red vengeful spirits.
Leaf Evening Water attempts to regain control of the vengeful spirit.
These are among her most powerful trump cards.
This is why she was so furious and terrified just now.
The vengeful spirit, which had been preparing for years, was instantly defeated by the opponent in a single move.
But after a brief encounter, Leaf Evening Water disregarded all her efforts over the years and decisively gave up on regaining control of these vengeful spirits. Not to mention the chains on them that made her wary, just the fact that most of their souls had been purified meant that it would take a lot of time and other fresh vengeful spirits to transform them back into her likeness. But in this crucial moment of battle, her opponent clearly wouldn't give her that chance.
Electrolux raised a finger.
This time, there was no purifying power; instead, a dense necromantic aura lingered around it, and the aura of death quietly descended. A deathly gray aura burst forth, like a divine punishment from the Grim Reaper, ready to strip the sinner of their life.
Annihilation Technique.
This is true necromancy.
Leaf Evening Water:!
An indescribable sense of death welled up in my heart.
It felt as if one foot was already in the deadly Domain.
Although her attention was focused on Electrolux, she had gathered these blood spirits and vengeful spirits too powerfully. While much of the terrifying resentment had been purified, as one of her original greatest trump cards, stopping their backlash would now require a considerable amount of spirit power and effort. Faced with such a strong sense of crisis, the crimson spirit ring, ranked eighth in sequence, lit up without hesitation, twice in succession.
A bloody light shone from between the brows of the Crimson Demon God. The next moment, a blood-red spiritual light shot out like lightning, its terrifying power tearing through space.
"Guide!" Electrolux uttered a single word.
The mental force model, so intricate and complex that even An Zhen's soul found it tiring to construct, was rapidly being built. In an instant, countless undead chains stretched from the shattered void into reality, like countless ferocious, greedy serpents, rushing towards the bursting crimson light.
collision.
There was no clash of terrifying forces.
An invisible force acted on the crimson lightning, as if diverting a stream, or using minimal force to deflect a great weight. The terrifying power of the vengeful spirits surged into the chains of the dead, staining them with a hideous crimson coat.
"You--"
The Crimson Demon God was filled with disbelief.
The next moment, he was struck between the eyebrows by the Annihilation Technique.
A hideous crimson light appeared.
Spiritual power, aura, and even the bloodthirsty power that stained the sky red, all declined rapidly in an instant.
The Crimson Demon God burst open like a water bubble.
The blood-red tentacles that had been trapping the twelve vengeful spirits also began to crumble.
"Oh?" Electrolux looked to the right.
Reach out your hand.
It felt as if I had grasped something in mid-air.
Then he swung it around forcefully.
"Smack!"
A sharp whistling sound rang out as countless undead chains, draped in a layer of blood-red cloak, were swung and lashed at the void to the right.
"Boom."
Space collapses.
It felt as if it had been torn apart by countless sharp claws.
Grotesque, blood-red cracks spread across the void.
Having shrunk by half, the blood-red demon, now only a few dozen meters tall, emerged from within in a disheveled state.
"Who are you?!" Leaf Evening Water roared.
Frustrated.
It's so frustrating.
Having traversed the continent for over a hundred years, he had never encountered such a frustrating battle, not even when facing the former Dragon God Douluo.
That divine power was terrifying enough to easily purify the vengeful spirits she had devoted so much time and effort to. If that were all, then so be it; perhaps this person was truly born to be the nemesis of their Evil Soul Masters, just like Seraphim ten thousand years ago, or the Holy Angel born with divine power.
But what was that strange, lifeless power? How could it directly control her power?
The feeling was similar to when she was young and faced her master, the previous leader of the Holy Spirit Church, Old Ghost Zhongli. No, this was even more terrifying.
It was like facing the legendary Grim Reaper.
The other party is a king who commands billions of vengeful spirits, while she is just a slightly more powerful vengeful spirit.
How can the power of subjects resist a monarch?
An absurd idea suddenly popped into Leaf Evening Water's mind.
"Showing off one's limited skills before an expert." An Zhen felt that he was overestimating Leaf Evening Water.
The so-called strongest Evil Soul Master was like a novice in front of Electrolux. Of the abilities he had just used, only the Annihilation spell could be called true necromancy; the others were merely subtle uses of necromancy.
Electrolux did not answer Leaf Evening Water's question. Instead, he once again swung the invisible object in his hand, and countless undead chains whipped through the air, lashing towards Leaf Evening Water.
"I'll fight you to the death!" Having been ignored time and time again, and experiencing such a frustrating battle, Leaf Evening Water's anger had reached its peak. She, Leaf Evening Water, was not a pushover to be easily manipulated.
"The sea of blood is boundless."
After paying a hefty price to forcefully withstand this unavoidable attack, a scream as piercing as a vengeful ghost rang out.
The miniature version of the Crimson Demon God suddenly swelled up, and crystalline crimson light condensed on her body, like a giant crimson gem. The next moment, terrifying blood energy surged like waves, spreading outwards in all directions.
"It's really rough," Electrolux commented.
The boy, like Divinity, took a step forward.
A terrifying mental force surged forth, overwhelming everything. Gray eyes gazed at the seemingly boundless sea of blood, and a finger was raised to point to a single spot, into which the deathly power of the undead was poured.
moment.
The wind has stopped, and the waves have calmed.
"It's not good at all," Electrolux said.
For other Limit Douluo, it might take even longer.
But how do we deal with this Evil Soul Master?
Or rather, a second-rate necromancer.
Inferior strength, crude technique.
Electrolux has never seen such powerful trash.
"Clang clang!"
A clear, crisp phoenix cry suddenly rang out.
A dazzling light burst forth from the now calm sea of blood.
The phoenix eyes, brimming with the power of light, glanced at the darkness not far away from which came the dull thud of a collision.
Sorry, Xiaoyao.
"Descend."
A cold voice rang in Leaf Evening Water's ear.
A violent spatial storm suddenly descended. Although it was Limit Douluo, Leaf Evening Water had never experienced anything so dangerous. It seemed like only a moment had passed, and when the surroundings became clear, Leaf Evening Water's face was filled with disbelief.
The dimly lit space, with a black sun hanging in the sky, was a strange sight that told her this was no longer the Sun Moon Empire. What surprised Leaf Evening Water even more was that she did not sense any life in this space, not even ordinary flowers, plants and trees.
Undead Demiplane.
...
Mingdu.
Four thick beams of energy seemed to be shooting straight into the sky, but upon reaching a certain height, they were pulled down by a strange force and landed somewhere in Mingdu. The terrifying energy fluctuations transformed into an inverted dome, isolating this space from the outside world.
"Cancer."
A tall, burly old man stood in the air, with a silver moon hanging behind Kong Deming.
Below.
The building, which resembled a small palace complex, has been overturned.
The underground scene was revealed to be like a living hell.
Organs, flesh, and blood were everywhere, a bloody mess. Bones were scattered about, still stained with bits of flesh and blood. The thick stench of blood enveloped the space. Infants pierced by spears, boys with their skin peeled off, and corpses twisted at bizarre angles—the cruel and bloody dismemberment scenes seemed almost warm and comforting compared to this place. Occasionally, the screams of vengeful spirits could be heard from various places.
Kong Deming's face was icy cold.
Even under the onslaught of Ninth-Level Soul Engineers and Eight-Ring Soul Instructors, one by one, the Evil Soul Masters who tried to resist were killed.
These people killed by the Evil Soul Master were subjects of his Sun Moon Empire!
Kong Deming raised his hand, and a beam of silver moonlight fell, piercing through the body of an Evil Soul Master of the Spirit Douluo level.
" Kong Deming!" exclaimed a Holy Spirit Church member who was being steadily pushed back by the attacks of three Ninth-Level Soul Engineers. The elder shouted, "You shameless old man, how dare you lay a hand on a junior!"
"Just a beast. When you attacked unarmed civilians and low-ranking Spirit Masters who had no power to resist, did you ever think that such a thing would eventually happen to you?" Kong Deming raised his hand, and an incredibly terrifying beam of moonlight shot towards the Holy Spirit Church monk. Elder, facing the Holy Spirit Church, the guardian deity of the Empire. Elder dared not be careless at all, and a sinister black lightning bolt shot out from his hand.
However, the next moment, a Ninth-Level Soul Engineer seized this opening, and a dazzling beam of light carrying the incomparably domineering power of the sun pierced through the body of this Titled Douluo- level Evil Soul Master.
The Ninth-Level Soul Engineer who secured the kill did not continue to eliminate the other Evil Soul Masters. More precisely, the Ninth-Level and Eight-Ring Soul Instructors present were momentarily distracted. The master-slave contract that bound them to their lives and freedom had suddenly weakened considerably in their connection with their "master."
"Keep working," Kong Deming said.
"oh."
"Um."
The Soul Guides continued to wield their butcher knives.
Although they don't know what happened to True Hongchen or whether he will have a chance to gain his freedom, every Soul Guide who cares about the Empire is very willing to do what they are doing now—eliminating the Evil Soul Master, especially after witnessing such a scene that can only be described as hell on earth.
...
Undead Demiplane has retired.
"Uncle." A figure descended from the sky; it was Di Tian, a handsome man with black hair and golden eyes, carrying a motionless figure in his hand.
An Zhen stood on the ground.
Several walls of light enveloped the area, preventing outsiders from seeing what was inside.
In front of An Zhen, Electrolux placed a hand on the forehead of Leaf Evening Water, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed as if in meditation. Terrifying necromantic power surged towards him, forcefully altering his orientation towards the undead.
The Blood Soul Puppet's power made the process proceed very smoothly. Bright Light Phoenix Spirit is undoubtedly an obstacle for traditional necromancers, but for Electrolux it is another excellent material for necromancy fusion.