Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Ming Dou Mountains.

Among the military camps of the Sun-Moon Empire, one of them is extremely special. It is heavily guarded and there is even a high-altitude detection soul guide floating in the sky.

In this military camp, there are nearly three hundred people wearing soul guides, and each of them exudes the aura of at least the Soul Sect level. This is an army composed entirely of soul guides.

In front of this military camp, the flag hanging above was not the emblem of the Sun-Moon Empire, but a huge evil eye, with a ferocious yet majestic look.

"What do you think these evil soul masters were thinking? They actually invited that person back at this critical moment. We don't have many troops deployed here."

In the military camp command center, a middle-aged man with eight soul guide level patterns on his shoulders said with some confusion, and there was even a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"That's right. He doesn't consider the overall situation at all. The God of War is now attacking the Douling Empire. If the news gets out, it is very likely that the Xingluo Empire will counterattack."

Another eighth-level soul instructor also echoed.

"This group of evil soul masters are brainless. After the continent is unified, we will..."

"Okay, shut up!"

Just when the eighth-level soul engineer wanted to say something else, a rough middle-aged man sitting in the middle hall shouted.

He was wearing a fiery red soul guide armor with extremely mysterious soul guide patterns on his body. There were also thirty-two fiery red beads hanging around his neck. He was none other than Wang Yiheng, the leader of the Evil King Soul Guide Group.

"Don't say these useless nonsense. Since His Majesty has transferred the Death God Douluo away, there must be a reason for it. And Mingdu has already sent a letter saying that he will send another strong man to supervise the army."

Wang Yiheng's eyes were like cow pupils, and he spoke slowly and in a deep voice.

"But Captain, isn't it ridiculous to let these evil soul masters supervise our army? If the three original empires knew about this, they would think that our Sun and Moon Empire can only rely on their evil soul masters."

The eighth-level soul engineer continued speaking, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

Those sitting there were all nobles and descendants of large families of the Sun-Moon Empire. Now they were being suppressed by the evil soul masters whom they used to look down upon the most. How could they not be dissatisfied?

They are the authentic Yellow Banner of the Sun-Moon Empire. In their eyes, evil soul masters are just a group of soul masters who are not worthy of being on the stage.

"Buzz!"

Before Wang Yiheng could speak, ripples suddenly appeared in the space in the center of the military camp, and two figures slowly walked out, accompanied by a majestic voice.

"What? You want to borrow the power of us evil soul masters, but you look down on us. Is this what Xu Tianran taught you?"

Looking at the two figures that appeared out of nowhere, more than a dozen generals in the military camp stood up instantly and looked at the two with vigilance.

All of them present were Soul Sages at least, and no one noticed how the two people appeared. However, when Wang Yiheng saw the appearance of the two people, he was instantly horrified and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

The two people who appeared were Ye Guyi and Jiang Jue.

Wang Yiheng knew very well that the Holy Spirit Church's Son was not so easy to talk to, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was decisive and ruthless.

Jiang Jue slowly raised his hand and looked towards the eighth-level soul engineer who had just spoken dissatisfiedly. An aura as deep and vast as a domain instantly swept out, like a towering mountain smashing heavily on his shoulder.

In an instant, the eighth-level soul master's face turned red, his eyes became bloodshot, and he bent his knees and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Sir Saint, please show mercy!"

Wang Yiheng saw that the situation was not good and immediately shouted loudly.

"boom!"

But before his voice fell, a crisp sound was heard, and the body of the eighth-level soul engineer suddenly compressed rapidly, as if it was changing from three-dimensional to two-dimensional. The next moment, it exploded, and dark red blood splattered all over the ground.

"How dare you commit a crime in the army! Everyone, come together! Capture him and hand him over to the commander for punishment!"

Another level eight soul guide saw this and shouted loudly, the soul guide in his hand faintly charging. "Stop! Stop right there!"

Wang Yiheng felt secretly bitter in his heart. It was handed over to him to deal with. Would he take his head to deal with it?
Can you please not bring him along when you're bragging?

Seeing Jiang Jue raise his hand again and aim it at the eighth-level soul engineer, Wang Yiheng's face changed and he immediately dodged to block it.

"Saint Emperor Douluo, please show mercy."

Wang Yiheng stood in front of the eighth-level soul engineer and personally felt Jiang Jue's irresistible pressure. He immediately bowed and said.

"Captain..."

"Shut up!"

Seeing that the eighth-level soul engineer wanted to say something, Wang Yiheng immediately roared.

"I was entrusted by your emperor to come here to help you supervise the army and jointly resist the Xingluo Empire. As a result, not only did you not say thank you, you even dared to slander me behind my back."

Jiang Jue's face was calm and he spoke lightly.

"Then you can't just come up and kill people!"

Someone among the many generals shouted.

"This is the token your emperor gave me. It gives me the power to kill first and report later. Just now, this man was slandering his allies when a battle was imminent. This is obviously disrupting the morale of the army. Is there any problem if I kill him?"

Jiang Jue raised his hand and threw out a token with the mark of a five-clawed dragon, which fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound.

Seeing the token, Wang Yiheng was already sweating profusely and spoke quickly.

"No problem, no problem. You should bear the consequences of what you said. Even if you were not here, I would not forgive him."

"Captain Wang, I think the people behind you have the look of collaborating with the enemy, why don't you kill them all together to avoid future troubles."

Jiang Jue raised his eyes and looked at Wang Yiheng, pointing at the eighth-level soul instructor behind him and said.

He had arrived when several people were talking. Just when they were worrying about not having a suitable reason to take charge of the entire army, this person jumped out.

What he wants is not just the Evil Eye Soul Guide Corps, he wants to control all the legions stationed in the Mingdou Mountains this time!
"Saint Emperor Douluo, we are in the midst of a great war. It is better to let them die on the battlefield than to die in the battlefield. Please be magnanimous and spare his life."

Wang Yiheng pleaded for him.

"How about this, you let him commit suicide, and you can say that he died in the battle against the Xing Luo Empire."

"You write the report, and I'll approve the note to pay war-death compensation to his family members."

Jiang Jue walked to the first seat in the center of the military camp, sat down slowly, and said something.

"By the way, this time your emperor asked me to come here not only to supervise the army, but also to give me the control of your Evil Lord Soul Mentor Group. In other words, you are all under my control now. Do you understand?"

After hearing this, how could Wang Yiheng not understand that Jiang Jue ostensibly wanted to kill this eighth-level soul engineer, but in fact he wanted him to give up his military power and obey his orders.

"We all obey the orders of Saint Emperor Douluo!"

Immediately, Wang Yiheng no longer hesitated and bowed.

You have to choose between power and fate.

(End of this chapter)