"Stop!"
Bibi Dong roared, and her soul power erupted instantly.
"Mozi!"
"I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall, how dare you show me such disrespect?!"
"I'm determined to enter this gate today!"
With her angry shout, a terrifying purplish-black aura soared into the sky.
The pressure of a level 99 Limit Douluo swept towards Mozi like a tsunami.
Mozi stopped, turned his back to Bibi Dong, shrugged slightly, and let out a disdainful chuckle.
"face?"
"In this world, face is earned with your fists, not with your mouths."
"If the dean hadn't given me orders to come out and swat flies, do you think I would have wasted my time seeing you?"
The word "fly" caused Bibi Dong's rationality to completely collapse.
"Good! Very good!"
"Since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty cup, then I will tear this piece of junk out of you today!"
boom!
Bibi Dong stopped talking nonsense, and the ground beneath her feet cracked.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Nine spirit rings flashed alternately beneath her feet, especially the last blood-red 100,000-year spirit ring, which exuded a suffocating bloody aura.
"Death Spider King, possess me!"
With a sharp shriek, Bibi Dong's body underwent a drastic change.
His entire body was covered in purplish-black carapace, and six ferocious spider spears grew from his back, instantly transforming him into a killing god from hell.
Not only that.
With a flick of her wrist, a massive, purplish-black scythe appeared in her hand, swirling with a dense aura of evil that seemed capable of stealing one's soul.
A set of purplish-black armor appeared on his body, with ferocious ghost faces carved on it, exuding the aura of a deity.
Rakshasa Demon Scythe!
Rakshasa Divine Armor!
This is her trump card as the successor of the Rakshasa God; it is a true divine artifact!
"Mozi, prepare to die!"
Bibi Dong brandished her demonic scythe, transforming into a streak of purplish-black lightning as she hurtled straight towards Mozi.
Faced with this devastating attack, Mozi turned around, his mechanical eyes showing no fear whatsoever, but rather a hint of mockery.
"To show off one's limited skills before an expert."
"Today I'll show you, you frog in a well, what a real mecha is."
The moment he finished speaking, Mozi raised his right hand and slammed it into the core of his chest.
Click! Click! Click!
A sickening metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.
Mozi's craftsman's robe suddenly shattered, and countless metal parts, seemingly appearing from nowhere, rapidly assembled on his body in an extremely precise manner.
Orange-red energy flowed through the gaps in the armor, instantly raising the body from its original humanoid size to a giant combat mech three meters tall.
The streamlined armor surface gleamed with a cold, sharp light, with massive energy cannons mounted on its shoulders, and the core reactor on its chest radiating a dazzling light.
This is hardly a soul tool.
This is clearly a perfect work of art, a steel behemoth born for slaughter!
"This is..."
Seeing this visually stunning scene, Hu Liena, standing not far away, was stunned and muttered to herself:
"Could this be... the legendary battle armor?!"
Mozi's voice, amplified by the mecha's loudspeakers, became deeper and more authoritative.
"Battle armor? Hmph, what poor taste."
"This is called a mecha!"
"Peacekeepers, activate!"
boom!
The thrusters on the back of the mech suddenly spewed out blue flames.
Instead of retreating, Mozi advanced, his enormous metal fist carrying immense power, directly confronting Bibi Dong's demonic scythe.
Clang!
A deafening roar erupted, and a terrifying shockwave spread outwards from the two people, blasting away all the snow and dust on the ground.
Bibi Dong felt an irresistible force coming from the scythe, which made her hands go numb and her whole body fly backward uncontrollably.
"How is this possible?!"
Bibi Dong was greatly alarmed.
Her Rakshasa armor was a divine gift of protection, yet she was outmatched in strength by this pile of iron lumps?
"You're surprised?"
Mozi piloted his mecha, hovering in mid-air, looking down at Bibi Dong.
"The most interesting part is yet to come."
Before the words were even finished, the cannons on the mech's shoulders instantly lit up with a blinding light.
"Universal love and non-aggression!"
Boom! Boom!
Two high-energy electromagnetic projectiles roared out.
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed, and she was about to use her soul skill to dodge when she discovered that the cannonball was incredibly fast and had predicted all her dodge routes.
"Third Soul Skill, Death Spider Web Binding!"
She had no choice but to grit her teeth and unleash her soul skill in an attempt to block it.
However, just as her soul power was condensing, Mozi raised his hand and pointed.
A strange energy field instantly formed beneath her feet.
Sizzle!
A powerful electric current instantly flowed through Bibi Dong's entire body, abruptly interrupting her carefully condensed soul power, and causing her body to enter a brief state of stiffness.
That is, the moment of stiffness.
The two shells slammed into her Rakshasa suit.
Bang!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan, and her whole body crashed into the ground like a kite with a broken string, carving a deep trench in the ground.
"Damn it... what the hell is this thing...?"
Bibi Dong scrambled out of the pit, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
She was furious and wanted to retaliate again, just raising her hand to unleash her sixth soul skill.
"Don't move if you don't want to get beaten up."
Mozi's voice rang out again.
He then slammed his arms into the ground as he piloted the mecha.
Thump!
An orange-yellow cube-shaped energy cage appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong felt her body sink, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze. No matter how she mobilized her soul power, her body felt like it was filled with lead, and her movements became extremely slow.
This is Mozi's domain—the domain of confinement!
"How disgusting..."
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth; the feeling of being unable to exert her strength was driving her almost crazy.
Every time she tried to use her soul skill, Mozi would interrupt her with some inexplicable cannon fire or shockwave.
She was like a puppet on strings, struggling against Mozi's barrage of attacks, unable to mount even a single complete counterattack.
boom!
Another heavy artillery strike landed on her chest.
puff!
Bibi Dong could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her proud Rakshasa Divine Armor red.
The excruciating pain spread throughout her body, but what hurt even more than the physical injuries was her shattered self-esteem.
"Why..."
Bibi Dong stood with disheveled hair, leaning on her demonic scythe, her eyes filled with disbelief and madness.
"We're both Limit Douluos... so why are you so strong?!"
"I possess twin martial souls! I am the successor of the Rakshasa God!"
Why do I feel like a helpless child in front of you?!
She couldn't accept this reality.
Although everyone's soul power level was roughly the same, the opponent's endless control methods and terrifying firepower suppression were from a completely different dimension.
(End of chapter)