Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Ning Fengzhi unleashed two balls of red light, one to the left and one to the right, aimed at the most densely populated areas of the Xingluo army.

After Ning Fengzhi fired the two balls of red light, a fervent glint flashed in his eyes.

"not good!"

Tang San tried to stop it, but it was too late.

He once wanted to create the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, not because he lacked the ability, but because he lacked the materials.

During the war preparations, Tang San had been collecting rare metals, but without the financial resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and with Ning Fengzhi deliberately inflating the price of metals, Tang San was unable to collect enough metals to make top-tier hidden weapons.

He had considered going to Tiandou City to find Lou Gao, the former president of the Blacksmith Association, and asking him to help out because of Titan's influence. However, every time he thought about going, he felt a strange gaze watching him, which forced him to give up the idea.

"Little White, hurry!"

Dai Mubai flew over quickly, trying to grab the two red lights.

"Block? Block with what?"

This most powerful mechanical hidden weapon of the Tang Clan is about to shine in this world.

Unfortunately, it wasn't for Tang San that it bloomed.

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"Looks like I still missed it."

In the distance, Leosley looked at the two red lights and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"This Ning Fengzhi is indeed as cunning as the legends say."

"However, it seems that Tang San is in trouble."

Hisewen remained calm at first, but after looking at the battlefield, she said with some worry, "Won't a lot of people die in this war?"

Leosley stood there, hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the smoke-filled battlefield. A hint of worry flickered between his brows, but he quickly suppressed it.

"There's nothing we can do, head nurse, this isn't our war."

“I understand, Your Grace, but I just can’t stand by and watch so many lives die.”

A hint of sadness lingered in Siegwen's eyes as she gazed at the dark sky, where she seemed to see countless souls fluttering about, their heart-wrenching cries echoing across the battlefield. She closed her eyes, trying to erase the horrific scene from her mind, but the sounds grew clearer and clearer, as if right beside her, overwhelming her.

Leosley was silent for a moment, a hint of indescribable pain flashing in his eyes, but he did not speak to stop him. Instead, he sighed softly, "I'm sorry."

Siegwen is kind-hearted and doesn't want the head nurse to be exposed to these dark realities, which is why the first thing he chose after gaining power was to reform Melo Petersburg.

Melusin's pure existence cannot tolerate filth.

"Head Nurse, war is never a good thing."

"Yes, I understand. It's just a pity for those innocent civilians."

Higewen's voice was slightly choked, but she still straightened her back with strength, unwilling to show her vulnerable side in front of Leosley.

"But we must still keep moving forward."

Sometimes, fate likes to play tricks on you. Even if you change everything, the final result is still the same.

This is the hateful thing about fate. "Today is the day it all ends."

Leosley never considered himself a good person, so he never touted himself as a gentleman. His heart was already black when he killed his first person.

Since it's a dark path, then going all the way down that dark path is the only way Leosley should take.

"clear."

"Let's go, head nurse."

With that, Leosley and Siegfried continued flying forward. They weren't going fast, but they were extremely steady.

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Ning Fengzhi gripped the Buddha's Wrath Lotus tightly, his eyes cold and sharp, and shot towards the core area of ​​the Star Luo army, letting them taste this bitterness.

Dai Mubai rushed toward the red light, roaring, "Ning Fengzhi, you despicable scoundrel!"

Tang San shouted anxiously, "Xiao Bai, be careful! That's the Buddha's Wrath Lotus!"

Two crimson beams of light streaked across the sky, tearing through the heavens like the fury of gods, hurtling straight toward the Star Luo army's camp. In an instant, a massive explosion, like thunder, ripped apart the tranquil sky. Flames shot skyward, heatwaves swept across the surroundings like a raging tide, and the ground trembled violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Explode!" Ning Fengzhi silently chanted in his heart, his soul power pouring out like a flood, activating the mechanism of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus. At that moment, a chilling fear suddenly surged in Tang San's heart, the coldness piercing his soul like a blade.

Dai Mubai witnessed the most tragic scene of his life. The eerie red at the center of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus erupted in an instant, like a blazing sun tearing through the darkness, exploding in a flash. A deafening roar, like the clash of gold and jade, crisp and moving, echoed in everyone's ears.

The revelers were stunned by the deafening roar, and they all looked up, their gazes fixed on the destructive light. A golden-red tornado then swept in.

High in the sky, two flying-type Soul Saints hovered silently amidst the tornado, seemingly powerless to move. Their pupils instantly lost their light, and with the passing of their lives, they turned into cold corpses. It is worth noting that these two Soul Saints had already released their Martial Soul True Forms, reaching their strongest form, yet they still could not withstand this destructive power.

A soft cracking sound rang out, followed by a burst of crimson blood mist from one of the Soul Saints. His body was like a shattered porcelain doll, riddled with holes, and golden sunlight streamed down through his broken form, a tragic glow.

The two Soul Saints' corpses fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud. If even Soul Saints could be reduced to this state, how could those frivolous low-level Soul Masters and innocent ordinary people protect themselves?

The delicate petals of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, like a technique piercing the soul, shot out unimpeded in all directions. People's faces froze in that instant, then collapsed to the ground like shattered sacks. Blood gushed out, forming a river of crimson.

In an instant, wails, cries of grief, and heart-wrenching screams mingled together, as if playing a tragic dirge for humanity. People knelt on the ground, roaring in despair, calling out the names of their loved ones; the scene before them seemed to have transformed into a living hell.

Upon witnessing this scene, Bibi Dong broke out in a cold sweat. She considered herself to be evil, but at this moment, she realized that she was not cruel enough to unleash such a terrifying attack and indiscriminately slaughter people.

"What is this?" Bibi Dong murmured to herself.

She had never seen anything like it before; it could cause such damage without any fluctuation of soul power.

If the target had been her, even her newly ascended divine body would likely have been harmed.

"Ning Fengzhi!"

Dai Mubai glared at Ning Fengzhi with bloodshot eyes, his gaze filled with hatred: "My Xingluo Sect and your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are sworn enemies from this day forward! You'll be waiting to face my wrath!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled coldly, his killing intent undisguised: "Fine, I'll be waiting. But before that, you should think about how to protect yourselves."

"Third Nephew Tang, shall we continue with our previous topic?"

"Ning Fengzhi, you all know how to die!" (End of Chapter)