Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Orochius narrowed his eyes, a hint of interest flashing in them.

"That's quite interesting. You, a mere mortal, managed to withstand one of my attacks."

This was the first time he had ever seen a mortal manage to block a god's attack!

Leosley said calmly, "If this is all the power you have, then this duel is rather boring."

"Boring?" Orochius sneered. "Mortal, you seem to have forgotten your own predicament."

With a slight flick of his finger, more black energy surged from his body, transforming into several jet-black chains that coiled around Leosley.

The jet-black chains moved through the air like living things, exuding a chilling aura of death. Their target was singular—Leosley. Each chain was covered in intricate runes, shimmering with a dark light, as if containing boundless destructive power.

Orochius sneered, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Let's see how long you can keep struggling."

The chains moved with incredible speed, closing in on Leosley in the blink of an eye. Their tips, like the fangs of a viper, were aimed directly at his limbs and torso. Yet Leosley remained motionless, seemingly oblivious to these deadly threats.

Hidden in the shadows, Xue Di frowned and muttered to herself, "Why didn't he hide?"

Hyotei, also hidden in the shadows, asked with a hint of anxiety, "Is this guy really not afraid of death?"

Xiao Bai lowered his voice and said nervously, "Something's wrong. His aura... seems to have changed."

As Xiaobai whispered, Leosley's aura suddenly became blurred, as if an indescribable power was quietly surging within him.

Leosley's Eye of God, hanging on his back, swayed incessantly, and the surrounding ice elements seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, beginning to gather wildly in the air.

Hidden in the shadows, Xue Di frowned and whispered to Bing Di, "Did you see that clearly? His aura is changing, and it's happening very fast."

Hyotei's gaze was fixed on Leosley, her tone tinged with unease: "Yes, this is not an ordinary fluctuation of soul power, but more like... the awakening of some higher power."

So when Leosley confronted them before, he wasn't using his full strength?
In the far north, the two of them were considered among the top beasts, and they believed their soul power was not weak.

Surprisingly, Leosley actually held back when fighting them?

This is simply too terrifying.
Hyotei's gaze was fixed on Leosley, as if trying to discern some secret from his calm expression.

In fact, as the constellations were gradually illuminated, Leosley's Cryo Vision became increasingly powerful.

Of course, it can't compare to someone like the [Captain] who can casually destroy the Eye of God or even easily defeat the Teyvat Demon God.

But Leosley's current Eye of God is enough to crush all the ice elemental energy in Douluo Continent.

Orochius had clearly noticed the change in Leosley's demeanor; his brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of impatience and annoyance flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what Leosley was doing, he could sense that aura was constantly growing stronger. He couldn't allow anyone to grow under his nose, otherwise wouldn't that be mocking his incompetence? Orosius sneered: "Mortal, do you think you can contend with me with such meager means? You underestimate the law enforcement demon god under the throne of the Asura God."

"Is that so?" The wind and snow swirled around Leosley, as if responding to his provocation.

Oroshus sneered, and a ball of turbid dark energy suddenly condensed in his palm. The black energy was like an invisible hand, stirring up a chilling aura in the wind and snow.

Dark energy condensed into a pitch-black sphere in Orochi's hand, surrounded by countless sharp ice spikes, each gleaming with a chilling light, as if it could pierce through the snow and wind at any moment.

Orosius's jet-black sphere spun in the snowstorm, its icicles poised to strike like venomous snakes. Leosley remained standing, the snow swirling around him, forming a natural barrier. His gaze was calm, as if the impending danger was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"go with!"

With a flick of his finger, Orochius caused the black sphere to shatter, unleashing a torrent of ice spikes that rained down on Leosley.

Each ice spike carried the corrosive power of the demon god, tearing through the air and emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if to freeze and shatter everything.

Leosley's figure appeared exceptionally small amidst the surrounding ice spikes, but his expression remained calm, as if nothing could shake his composure.

Just as the ice spike was about to touch his body, a circle of icy blue light suddenly appeared beneath his feet. The light quickly spread, forming a circular shield that completely enveloped him.

The ice spikes struck the shield with dull thuds, but failed to penetrate the seemingly fragile barrier. Upon contact, the ice spikes shattered into countless shimmering ice shards that drifted through the air.

Orochius was a little unsettled this time.

If the first time was a coincidence, then the second time was also a coincidence?

This human being, this mortal, is no ordinary person.

A shadow crossed Orochi's eyes. He waved his hand again, and black energy condensed in the air into a giant scythe. Countless black lightning bolts were wrapped around the blade, radiating a destructive aura.

Orochius said coldly, "Mortal, you may have some skill, but that doesn't mean you can escape the fate of death."

Before he could finish speaking, the enormous black scythe had already ripped through the sky, slashing towards Leosley with the force of a thunderbolt. Wherever the scythe passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving a jet-black rift.

Leosley remained motionless, merely raising his head slightly to watch the rapidly approaching scythe. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, as if this was all destined to happen.

Just as the scythe was about to strike him, Leosley's figure vanished, leaving only an icy blue afterimage in his place.

The scythe's blade slashed down fiercely, its icy blue afterimage flashing and disappearing in the darkness as if it had never existed. Only the faint sound of the wind remained in the air, mixed with the crisp sound of shattered ice hitting the ground.

Oroshu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the scythe in his hand froze in mid-air: "Disappeared?"

His gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings, his black wings trembling slightly as he sensed every fluctuation in the air. However, Leosley's aura seemed to have completely merged into this far north, leaving no trace whatsoever.

"If even gods were as weak as you, then this game is pointless." (End of Chapter)