Douluo: My plan to kill the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 96 Another field!
The raging flames burned the Spirit Hall. In just half an hour, only some ruins supported by pillars were left. Under the rendering of fireworks all over the sky, the night was ignited by the fiery atmosphere, causing many people in the town to start shouting loudly.

"Miss, some people in the Spirit Hall have not been found, including Deacon Tang Hong."

The new team members looked a little nervous. Following Ning Rongrong's instructions, they searched for a while before coming out, but they did not see any other people in the Spirit Hall except them.

"It seems right."

Ning Rongrong lowered her eyes: "Everyone, led by Deacon Tang Hong, probably rebelled."

No, it shouldn't be a rebellion. If they had rebelled from an early stage, then from a normal perspective, the situation they faced tonight would have been much worse. So, in the final analysis, they were bought off.

The reason?
Ning Rongrong's smile was a little bitter. With just a little thought, an answer that was not too absurd appeared.

"Are you greedy for power?"

"That's a bit too much. How attractive is the power of a small branch temple to dare to frame the people sent by the Pope so blatantly? Don't they know that we are in trouble? They are also..."

What a terrible situation! If the Pope were in this not-so-good situation, what would she do?

Following Dao Yu, Ning Xing, and Falco closely, they walked out of the Spirit Hall that was ravaged by flames. Ning Rongrong forced herself to suppress the doubts and uneasiness in her heart. In her mind, she could not help but think of the heroic figure in the Star Dou Great Forest who cut through the darkness with one blade.

"That's what the master said."

“Probably we won’t let that happen.”

Ning Rongrong looked up at the two Soul Douluos standing in the air, and her eyes regained their usual calmness.

"Their target is most likely me. When you have a chance, you should leave first and tell His Holiness the Pope everything that happened here."

"Miss, we have soul armor and can escape!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong's thoughts, Dao Yu clenched the Soul-Breaking Crossbow in his hand and said quickly: "They are just two Soul Douluos. If they really fight to the death, we don't have to be afraid of them!"

"Dao Yu, you are too confident."

Ning Rongrong smiled helplessly. As the main developer of the soul armor, she naturally knew the limits of this armor. Even though the second-generation armor had covered up many of its shortcomings, it was still not enough for seven soul saints in insufficient condition to fight against two veteran soul fighters.

Growing up in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, she could naturally see that the two people beside the fat man had complicated origins. The eight soul rings surrounding them in layers, as well as the iconic martial spirit, made the answer very obvious.

"Don't underestimate those two."

Ning Rongrong spoke calmly, "The leader of the Power Clan, Titan, is not as easy to deal with as the powerful gorilla soul master with the Soul Saint cultivation level just now. Even with the support of a complete soul armor, you will be lucky if you don't die under his full-strength attack."

Is it lucky to not die?

Everyone looked solemn but did not refute. They naturally knew that what Ning Rongrong said was absolutely right. The powerful gorilla, who was famous for his strength, was not only unique in physical defense, but the most terrifying thing was that most of his matching spirit rings were a series of strength-enhancing spirit skills. If the old gorilla were to find a chance to attack, the blow would surely be earth-shattering!

"And the other one."

She raised her eyes to look at the rooftops in the distance, and the thin middle-aged man with a sparse goatee happened to look over here, pointing his right hand forward. Even though they were so far away, the spear in his hand was still so sharp that it made people frightened.

"The leader of the Po Yi clan, Yang Wudi, has the spirit of the Po Soul Spear and a spirit power of level 82."

Recalling some information in her mind, Ning Rongrong continued, "He once fought against a Titled Douluo with his Soul Douluo cultivation and remained undefeated. Not only did he cultivate the profound meaning of breaking to an extremely high level, but even for him, opponents of the same level would hardly be able to defeat him with a single shot."

"As for the current soul armor..."

She paused and continued, "In his eyes, it's probably not much stronger than a piece of white paper."

"In other words, there is basically no room for resistance?" "If you really force it, the outcome will probably be the worst." Ning Rongrong flicked the soul guide on her waist, and when she raised it again, there was a silver knife in her hand: "Meaningless sacrifice is not desirable. When the time comes, I will find a way to get you out."

"These people probably just need my identity in exchange for some compromise from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. No one really dares to attack me."

"This is an order I gave myself, so obey!"

It was clearly a cautious order, but no one responded. The seven people stood there, staring at the soul masters who were slowly surrounding them, and the murderous intent in their eyes became more and more intense.

"Rongrong, long time no see."

With flaming wings spread out behind him, the fat man landed on the ground with Titan and Yang Wudi. Looking at Ning Rongrong who was surrounded by everyone, a smile appeared on his face.

"It doesn't seem like it was that long ago."

The fat man scratched his head and sighed, "It seems like you and Xiao Ao have only disappeared for a few months. I don't know why, but it always feels like time is passing very slowly."

He stared at Ning Rongrong who remained silent, and wanted to speak again, but a lot of words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

As the closest companion of Shrek Academy, the girl in front of him has shed her former immaturity and eccentricity. Her pretty face even shows the tactfulness and gentleness of the daughter of the richest man in the continent. She is calm and independent. She just stands there quietly, looking at the soul masters who gather around her, and only frowns slightly, without any panic or fear.

"It's not a long time."

Ning Rongrong glanced around and then returned to him: "Fatty, your welcome ceremony is really gorgeous."

"This"

Ma Hongjun said helplessly, "I heard from my third brother that you were held hostage by the Spirit Hall. He was afraid that he couldn't defeat you, so he had no choice but to call more people over. Don't worry, Rongrong, with my fourth brother here, no one can threaten you."

Held hostage by the Spirit Hall
So we are accomplices?
Dao Yu and the others looked at him speechlessly. It turned out that you bribed the Spirit Hall personnel, set fire and brought people in to ensure the safety of the young lady?
Ning Xing's eyes darkened. He glanced at Ma Hongjun who was chattering nonstop, then turned back to look at Ning Rongrong without saying a word.

As a senior member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he sees the grievances and entanglements between his eldest lady and Shrek more clearly than most people.

"No one will threaten me, and no one can threaten me."

Ning Rongrong blinked mischievously and smiled, "Fourth brother, they are all very good partners of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, not vassals of the Evil Spirit Hall. Why don't you let me go back to the sect first this time, and we can have a drink and chat happily?"

The fat man's eyes were stunned. He was about to nod subconsciously, but he quickly waved his hand to stop.

"These people can't leave either!"

"Rongrong, come back. I, and Third Brother, all miss you and that bitch Oscar."

Under the cover of night, the fat man looked at his former companion sincerely, and there was even some pleading in his voice.

"Then there's nothing we can do about it."

Ning Rongrong sighed and was about to speak when a figure walked up to the team on his own.

Falco raised his two-handed sword with a solemn expression, and his silver-grey armor was covered with a layer of constantly disappearing colors under the illumination of the fire. An angry lion's roar seemed to echo in the void, and the golden waves spreading from the giant sword covered most of the land in an instant.

"field?!"

Titan and Yang Wudi looked at each other in shock.

(End of this chapter)