Chapter 75: The Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Corps Enters the Demigod Battlefield
Watching a huge swath of the front line below instantly empty, as countless Abyss Creatures along with a large number of Abyssal Kings were reduced to ashes under the saturated strike of Linked Soul Tool rays and Class 9 fixed-Pack soul tool shells, the Tian Shen's expression turned ugly to the extreme.
It was a look of alarm, fury, and lividness, the expression of one whose plans had been completely disrupted and whose advantage had vanished in an instant.
Lei Chen took in the Saint Lord's colorful change of expression, a faint, somewhat teasing smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he spoke as if making small talk:
"How does the Saint Lord find that display just now? This thing is called a 'Linked Soul Tool,' the crystallization of several millennia of soul tool wisdom from my plane."
"Its beauty lies in its ability to gather the power of thousands of low-to-mid-tier Soul Masters into one place, where quantitative change triggers qualitative change, erupting with a power sufficient to threaten or even erase high-tier existences. Looking at the effect, it seems to barely meet the Saint Lord's standards?"
His tone was calm, as if he were introducing an ordinary object, but the meaning behind his words was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly stabbing through the Saint Lord's tense nerves.
The appearance of this Linked Soul Tool could be said to have completely changed the underlying logic of war.
In past concepts, low-tier existences in such ultra-large-scale wars were almost useless, except to serve as cannon fodder to deplete the enemy's strength.
But the Linked Soul Tool broke this common knowledge; it twisted the power of countless 'ants' into a single rope, turning fragments into a whole, and could actually erupt with a terrifying power sufficient to clear the field, heavily injure, or even kill high-tier powerhouses!
This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the Abyss Plane's tactic of relying on numerical superiority.
Hearing this, the Tian Shen let out a cold snort from his nostrils that suppressed a heaven-shaking rage, not even bothering to answer Lei Chen's obviously mocking question.
His mind was racing; the battlefield below had suffered heavy losses, especially with the instant fall of a large number of Abyssal Kings. The pure abyss energy dissipating after their deaths was permeating the air above the battlefield; this was vital nourishment for the Abyss Plane.
If he could recover this energy in time, he could completely resurrect the Abyss Creatures that had just died.
Thinking of this, a ghostly light flashed in the Saint Lord's dark gold vertical pupils, and his fingers hidden within his magnificent sleeves moved imperceptibly. An invisible suction was about to cross space and envelop the majestic dissipating energy on the battlefield below.
However, at the very moment his intent moved—
"Eh, why must the Saint Lord be in such a hurry?" Lei Chen's slightly smiling voice rang out again, and at the same time, he seemingly casually flicked his sleeve.
A gentle yet irresistible plane-level power, like a breeze brushing over a lake, silently rippled out, precisely cutting off the thread of energy traction the Saint Lord had just sent out.
The Saint Lord felt that invisible suction hit an invisible and intangible, yet incredibly tough wall, instantly dissipating into nothingness.
The Saint Lord snapped his head up, the killing intent in his eyes almost condensing into substance as he stared fixedly at Lei Chen.
Lei Chen didn't care at all, his smile remaining indifferent, his tone even carrying a bit of consolation as he said: "They are but some low-level ants and incompetent Kings; if they're dead, they're dead. Why be in such a hurry to recover these scraps?"
"The Saint Lord should broaden his perspective; the real highlight, the outcome at the demigod level, has yet to be decided. When those demigods under your command also start falling, it won't be too late to worry about recovering energy."
The contempt and certainty in these words made the rage in the Saint Lord's chest almost explode. Just as he was about to retort, another change occurred on the demigod battlefield below!
Just as the Douluo Allied Forces launched a full-line soul tool counterattack, throwing the abyss army into chaos, a brilliant stream of light rose from the rear of the Douluo Allied Forces. Like a sharp sword, it pierced straight into the clouds and then sped towards the most intense part of the demigod battlefield—the airspace where Kong Deming and the Scythe Emperor were fighting!
That stream of light was not a single person, but a well-trained, well-equipped army—the Sun Moon Empire's hidden ace and strongest force, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Corps.
They all took to the sky now, soul tool thrusters at full power, their goal clear: they were actually going to intervene in a demigod-level battle.
The Scythe Emperor, who was locked in combat with Kong Deming, immediately sensed the approach of this army of "ants." The soul fire within its skeletal eye sockets jumped, flashing with a hint of extreme disdain and cruelty.
"Bugs who don't know the meaning of death! You dare to interfere in the domain of gods?" the Scythe Emperor sneered inwardly.
It was already known for its speed. Seeing Kong Deming showing signs of fatigue due to his massive consumption of Soul Power, it immediately seized an opportunity. Its body flickered like a ghost, leaving a string of afterimages as it skillfully bypassed the Moon-Luminescence Barrier Kong Deming had exerted himself to swing out.
As its twin scythes crossed, carrying a whistle that tore through space, it lunged straight at the high-speed charging Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Corps. Its speed and momentum far exceeded the imagination of an ordinary Titled Douluo.
In the Scythe Emperor's view, with this one strike, this seemingly elite human legion would instantly suffer heavy casualties or even be wiped out. This would perfectly strike at the enemy's morale and distract that troublesome Kong Deming.
The giant scythe blades, flashing with dark divine light, were like invitations from the God of Death, about to slash into the Soul Engineer Corps' formation. However, at this critical moment—
"Buzz—!"
A strange resonant sound rang out from every member of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Corps.
On the specialized soul tool armor they wore, the complex array patterns that had long been inscribed were instantly activated, emitting a soft yet firm light.
Hundreds of such lights converged and merged in an instant. It wasn't a simple overlap, but a marvelous linked effect produced through some profound soul tool array.
An incredibly solid, giant oval light shield with a faint flow of seven-colored light appeared like a sturdy eggshell, completely enveloping the entire Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Corps. On the surface of the shield, energy flowed like water ripples, emitting a powerful aura as stable as a mountain, isolating everything.
"Clang—!!!"
The Scythe Emperor's terrifying scythe strike, capable of cutting through mountains and tearing space, hacked fiercely into this seemingly thin seven-colored light shield!
The expected scene of the shield shattering and the legion collapsing did not occur. Instead, there was a deafening roar, like the clash of divine iron. The point of impact erupted with blinding light and violent energy ripples, causing space to distort and vibrate.
But that seven-colored light shield only rippled violently, its light dimming slightly, yet it still stood stubbornly and completely in place, steadily blocking the Scythe Emperor's certain-kill strike.
The Scythe Emperor's five-meter-tall, lithe body stalled slightly in the air due to this massive counter-shock. For the first time, the soul fire in its skeletal eye sockets flared with a violent flicker called "unbelief."
It could clearly feel that its strike just now had indeed landed solidly on the target and indeed contained demigod-level power, but... it was actually blocked?
Blocked by a group of humans it regarded as ants, working together with some strange device?
This sudden turn of events not only shook the Scythe Emperor's mind but also caused the Tian Shen, who had been closely watching the battle below from high above, to suddenly contract his pupils as his expression became even more somber.
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