Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Leosley's voice echoed in the wind and snow, cold and indifferent, as if coming from all directions, yet nowhere to be found.

His figure was not revealed, but the sarcasm and contempt in his words clearly reached Orochius's ears.

Orochius's face darkened, and the anger between his brows almost materialized. His black wings suddenly unfurled, and the surrounding dark energy surged like a tidal wave, sweeping out with a destructive sense of oppression.

He sneered, "You cowardly ant hiding your head and tail, do you think you can escape my control like this?"

The wind suddenly stopped, and a streak of icy blue light slowly appeared through the snow. Leosley's figure reappeared in everyone's sight, his hands in his pockets, his posture casual and composed, as if his disappearance was nothing more than an insignificant game.

His gaze was calm as he looked directly at Orochius, and he said indifferently, "Escape? I never thought of escaping. I was just thinking about when this game would end."

Orochius's rage intensified, his gaze like a sharp blade piercing Leosley's soul, trying to discern fear or wavering in his expression.

However, Leosley remained calm, even with a hint of mockery, as if he were facing nothing more than a ridiculous toy.

"It seems you have blind confidence in your own strength." Orochius's voice was deep and cold, carrying an air of superior indifference. "Mortal, do you know who you are facing? I am the Enforcer Demon God under the Asura God, and you are as insignificant as an ant. I can annihilate you with the mere flick of my finger."

Leosley spoke calmly, a hint of mockery in his expression: "Is that so? Then why haven't you taken any action yet?"

Orochius's expression turned somewhat ugly; he hadn't expected a mere mortal to be so arrogant.

However, Leosley's words struck a nerve—he truly lacked the ability to directly eliminate the other party.

The reason they are so arrogant is that, as gods, their life energy is inherently higher than that of humans. To kill them, one would need either the ability to annihilate them in an instant or to inflict damage that even a god would find difficult to withstand.

Otherwise, once they return to the realm of gods, they will recover quickly under the nourishment of celestial power.

If once is a coincidence, and twice is an accident, then three times means that Leosley truly possesses the ability to contend with gods.

Orochius's rage burned within him, black energy surging wildly as if to tear the icy land in two. A flicker of annoyance and resentment flashed in his eyes: "Mortal, you will pay the price for your ignorance."

Oroshus's black wings suddenly trembled, and his eyes, which had turned completely white, suddenly burst forth with unparalleled killing intent. With a flash, Oroshus seemed to have only moved one meter in the air, yet hundreds of white lights were already rushing towards Leosley.

Those hundreds of white lights were actually Oroshus's fists. In other words, in the previous instant, he had already thrown hundreds of punches. Moreover, each of his punches carried a strange power. The area covered by those hundreds of punches clearly formed a magical array, completely restricting Leosley's body and preventing him from dodging.

At that moment, Leosley made his move.

Steampunk-style gauntlets gleamed on Leosley's fists as his punches streaked across the sky like meteors.

Countless ice shards swirled around Leosley, as if trying to shatter all obstacles in their path.

The wind and snow froze at his feet, then transformed into wisps of soft mist that rose up. The mist seemed to have a life of its own, swirling around Orochius and trying to block his path.

Hundreds of punches, carrying a chilling killing intent, swept across the snowstorm, while Leosley's figure moved freely through it, as if each of his punches possessed a magical power capable of breaking through Oroshus's offensive and dispelling his killing intent.

Orochius's gaze was fixed on Leosley, as if trying to glean some secret from his calm expression. However, his pupils suddenly contracted, because right where his gaze was focused, Leosley's movements suddenly became indistinct.

Orochius frowned, a hint of inquiry and wariness flashing in his eyes. He didn't know if he was being influenced by some higher power, but Leosley before him seemed completely integrated into this world. "No!"

In the blurry figure of Leiosli, Hyotei, Yuki-tei, and Shiro finally saw the smile on his face.

This is no ordinary person.

This is God.

Although no divine power was sensed from Leosley, his demeanor, movements, and even his every action exuded a sense of oppression completely different from theirs.

That punch felt like a magnitude 7 earthquake.

The key question is whether this is Leosley's limit?

Can you believe this?

Orochius's face darkened; he hadn't expected a mortal to be so troublesome. The black energy in his palm grew increasingly dense, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and even breathing became difficult.

The demon god's divine power continued to erode the surrounding ice elements, and began to spread along the ground towards Leosley.

He refused to believe that Leosley could escape from him even after he used divine power.
You should know that even some first-level gods dare not touch his demonic corruption technique.

However, Leosley's figure seemed to merge with the world around him, and Orochius's divine power had no effect on him whatsoever. Leosley stood still, his expression unwavering, as if the surrounding chill could not penetrate him in the slightest.

And that dark divine power arrived at Leiosley's feet.

However, just as the divine power was about to invade Leosley's body, an icy blue barrier suddenly appeared, completely enveloping his body. The moment the divine power touched the barrier, it seemed to be drawn away in the opposite direction by some invisible force, as if something within Leosley's body was attracting it.

Orochius's face grew increasingly grim; he hadn't expected that his prized power would be so easily neutralized.

Hyotei, Yuki-tei, and Shiro's eyes were fixed on Leosley, and the same thought arose in their minds—Leosley was no ordinary person.

Perhaps they have always underestimated this human being.

His demeanor was different from theirs; every move he made exuded a sense of superiority and oppression.

"Have you had enough fun?" Leosley asked slowly. "If you have, it's my turn."

As Leosley placed his right fist at his waist and began to gather strength, the icy ground seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, beginning to swirl around him. Beneath the snow curtain, countless crystalline ice shards gathered and floated in the air, as if to present Leosley with a grand ice and snow feast.

Orochius's face grew increasingly grim, for he found himself unable to move, as if the entire world was preventing him from escaping.

Just as Leosley was about to finish charging up, Orochius finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart and roared, "Wait! I surrender!"

"Fear not, confront your guilt!" (End of Chapter)