Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 119 Amaterasu! Level 8 Soul Tool - Divine Scepter (5K)

In the arena, Dai Yueheng was dressed in rags and covered in blood. He was clutching a still-beating heart in his large tiger claws, and at his feet lay a corpse with a large hole in its chest.

From the moment they stepped onto the field, Dai Yueheng and the Sun and Moon team members saw a surge of killing intent in each other's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, after giving the order, the two began to fight with all their might.

Every attack was aimed at taking lives.

In the end, at the cost of the Sun Moon team member's life, a level 5 self-destructing soul tool was detonated at close range, severely injuring Dai Yueheng. His heart was also ripped out with a claw, making him the first contestant to die in the competition so far.

The Heavenly Fiend Douluo stared blankly at Dai Yueheng and the corpse, saying nothing.

In fact, as a titled Douluo, even in the complex environment of team battles, he can ensure the safety of every participant to the greatest extent possible.

But after he figured out the Sun and Moon team's current tactics, he deliberately delayed his attack when Dai Yueheng was about to kill the Sun and Moon team member.

After all, on one side is the son of the White Tiger Duke and a student of Shrek Academy in Douluo Continent, and on the other side is a genius student of the Sun Moon Empire, his mortal enemy. He can tell who to help.

Anyway, it was the Sun and Moon team that acted unfairly, breaking the rules first and causing this situation. Even if they have objections, they have to swallow their pride and bear it.

"It won't happen again."

Tian Sha Douluo said in a stiff tone, "We still have to maintain appearances. As for whether there will be any more casualties, that depends on which team that person belongs to."

After the Sun and Moon team members collected the body, Dai Yueheng wiped the blood from his face, his smile becoming even more ferocious. He beckoned to the Sun and Moon team's rest area and then rotated his thumb 180 degrees toward the ground.

"Rubbish."

Hearing Dai Yueheng's provocation, Ma Rulong remained calm and waved his hand, sending out another level-five soul master.

Similarly, this level-five soul master was also prepared to die. Before going on stage, he calmly said just one sentence.

"For the Empire!"

Soon the third match of the individual competition officially began. This match was far more brutal than the previous one. Because he was severely injured in the previous match, Dai Yueheng's strength inevitably dropped to the Soul King level.

As a result, the Soul King was facing off against a Level 5 Soul Master, and both sides were aiming to kill each other. The level of gore was so intense that some viewers with weaker nerves dared not look directly at it.

With the support of the three great soul skills, White Tiger Protective Barrier, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, and White Tiger Demon God Transformation, Dai Yueheng fought with increasing ferocity, enduring the bombardment from the soul-guided cannons around him as he braved the attacks to reach the level 5 soul master.

"caught you!"

Dai Yueheng took a step forward and successfully broke through the last line of fire, rushing to within two meters of the level 5 Soul Master.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time too!"

The fifth-level Soul Master remained completely calm, his madness growing even stronger. A flash of blue and white light appeared on his body, and he was instantly enveloped in a layer of steel armor.

Level 5 Soul Guidance Armor.

Furthermore, a greatsword of the same color as his armor appeared in his hand. The core magic array at the hilt emitted a dark blue light. This was a level six soul-guided sword, his most prized possession.

With their strength waning, both men are nearing their limits, and even close combat may not last much longer.

The two, understanding this, made the same decision at almost the same moment.

Kill your opponent with a single blow!

The fierce tiger claws lashed out, heading straight for the neck of the level 5 soul master. However, the level 5 soul master did not dodge or evade. Instead, he lightly swung his level 6 soul guide sword and stabbed it fiercely towards Dai Yueheng's waist and abdomen.

Swish! !

The sound of air being torn apart rang out, blood splattered out, and an arm fell to the ground. It was the fifth-level soul master who had voluntarily sacrificed an arm to buy himself time.

Dai Yueheng's claws severed his arm and continued their attack straight for his neck, but at that moment the tip of the level six soul-guided sword had already pierced into his flesh.

The sharp pain in his lower back made Dai Yueheng groan involuntarily, but this did not make him hesitate in the slightest. On the contrary, it made him even more ferocious!
"Roar!!"

A terrifying tiger's roar echoed throughout Xingluo Square, followed by a head that shot into the sky, enveloped in blood.

Dai Yueheng was the first to decapitate his opponent, but at that moment the level-six soul guide sword was completely embedded in his abdomen, the blood-stained tip of the sword protruding from his back.

The Heavenly Fiend Douluo, who was still one step behind, grew increasingly gloomy upon seeing this. If time could be reversed, he would rather stay with the End Douluo Ye Xuan than get involved in this matter again.

It's just too damn worrying; a slight misstep can lead to all sorts of trouble.

"Hey, the people of the Sun Moon Empire are still so easy to kill." Dai Yueheng spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, then steadied himself, grabbed the level six soul guide sword at his waist, and ripped it out of his body.

Immediately, blood gushed out. The sudden loss of a large amount of blood caused Dai Yueheng's vision to go black, and he staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Serves you right for showing off. Now you've got what you deserve.

After Tian Sha Douluo made a speechless remark, he was about to reach out to help Dai Yueheng, but the next second, someone beat him to it and made a move first.

Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Palace embraced the unconscious Dai Yueheng, saying nothing, but the pride in his eyes was impossible to hide, as if telling everyone:

This is my son, Dai Hao! A descendant of the White Tiger clan! He has guts!
Dai Hao then carried Dai Yueheng back to Shrek Academy's rest room, where the Healer Douluo was already waiting. As soon as Dai Yueheng arrived, he immediately began treatment.

Fortunately, Dai Yueheng pulled out the level-six soul guide sword quickly enough, preventing it from causing too much damage to his body. After treatment, it will no longer affect his foundation.

However, the subsequent 2-2-3 formation cannot be used again.

To be honest, this final has already exceeded all the expectations of the audience. Looking back at all the previous competitions, only in this one have the players on both sides fought not to win, but to kill each other.

Or rather, it's about taking the championship by stepping over the corpses of your opponents.

As for the audience's support for these two teams, it's obvious without much thought. This is the Star Luo Empire, and three of the four great empires belong to Douluo.

Of the hundreds of thousands of viewers, more than 80 percent were from the three great empires. Even if they were crazy, they would know to support Shrek Academy, not the Sun Moon Empire that was eyeing them covetously from the west.

Thus, the cheers and applause throughout the entire Star Luo Square were only for Shrek Academy, oh wait, there were also cheers and applause for the Sun and Moon Team, but those who appeared with them were all saying things like "friendly greetings to family members."

In this situation, even if someone wanted to support the Sun and Moon team, they wouldn't dare to openly shout it out. Otherwise, if Shrek Academy lost in the end, they would probably be ganged up on and beaten up.

There's really no need to continue this individual match now that it's reached this point. He Caitou and Dai Yueheng have replaced three opposing players, giving them a significant advantage in the 2-2-3 situation.

Then, just as Wang Yan was about to announce his withdrawal from the individual competition as planned, Mo Yuan suddenly stood up slowly and spoke.

"No need, Teacher Wang. The finals have gone on long enough. Dragging it out will only cause more trouble. I'll handle the remaining four."

After playing for so long, Mo Yuan didn't want to continue. He figured he might as well finish the game early, collect the so-called glory and rewards, and head home.

"You'll handle this? But..."

"Nothing to worry about."

Since he doesn't want to continue, the match must stop. Anyone who tries to stop him should be prepared to die and try to defeat him. After saying this, Mo Yuan turned and walked into an empty room. Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Wang Yan sighed and said...

"Since Mo Yuan is determined to do so, then so be it. Indeed, the finals have already gone on long enough. If it drags on any longer, who knows what other problems might arise..."

……

"Tsk, only our Sun Moon Empire could probably manage to get over a hundred thousand people to stand around cursing us."

Sitting in the lounge, Xiao Hongchen shook his head helplessly as he listened to the various friendly greetings around him. He hadn't expected that Shrek Academy wouldn't concede defeat and drag the final match to two, two, or three before deciding, but instead would continue fighting in the individual competition.

"Could it be you? Mo Yuan, it seems that only you have the ability and determination to do so." Xiao Hongchen thought to himself.

Soon, another level 5 Soul Master stepped onto the field, his eyes fixed on the empty arena opposite him, as if he were expecting something.

Just then, the dark clouds that had been hanging over the sky for so long finally stirred. A blinding flash of lightning ripped through the sky, and a light drizzle began to fall.

Soon, a series of crisp footsteps rang out from the direction of Shrek Academy.

Mo Yuan slowly walked up the steps to the mottled arena stained with blood. His loose hair was tied into a high ponytail. He had changed out of his dark green school uniform and into a finely crafted black suit.

Over the suit was a long black trench coat, which was open in the rain, revealing an extremely grand ukiyo-e print on its lining.

The black dragon coiled at the bottom of the abyss, its pitch-black body entwined with the roots of a giant tree. Deadly venom dripped from its jaws, corroding the tree with spiderweb-like cracks, and thirteen frost-scaled venomous snakes slithered in the shadows of its wings.

The decaying bark peels away, a huge horn is blown by a one-eyed man, glaciers are shrouded in eternal night, and a fire giant wields a giant sword in the storm.

It was raining just then, and clear raindrops fell on Mo Yuan's side, splashing up sparkling spots. There were two long swords, sheathed and hanging at his waist.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, eventually forming a curtain of rain with extremely low visibility, but no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not obscure even a trace of the brilliance of the Golden Eyes.

"That's... a knife? Although Mo Yuan showed his skill with swords during the competition with Zheng Tian Academy, there's no need to bring two knives, is there? What use are ordinary swords in this situation?" Xiao Hongchen asked, stroking his chin in confusion.

"Hey, brother, why are you so concerned? Don't make a sound and disturb my appreciation of Mo Yuan." Meng Hongchen stared at the drastically changed Mo Yuan in the arena with mesmerized eyes, paying no attention to what the two swords would do.

"Um... well, I have to say, even I have to give way to Mo Yuan's looks now."

Meng Hongchen rolled her eyes. "Avoid me? Brother, are you going to keep your distance forever?"

"6 ow."

Xiao Hongchen's face twitched, and he stopped talking to Meng Hongchen, instead focusing on the situation in the arena. He had a feeling that the twin swords that Mo Yuan carried could not be anything simple.

Looking at Mo Yuan, who was slowly standing still opposite him, this level 5 Soul Master showed no sign of tension, but rather a satisfied smile.

"You know what? If this opponent wasn't you, I would immediately concede and leave the game. But if I'm facing you, then I only have one mission: to completely shatter Shrek's dream of winning the championship! And I have the ability to do that!"

Listening to the inexplicable words of this Level 5 Soul Master, Mo Yuan gently placed his left hand on the hilt of his sword and said calmly.

"Once you've finished speaking, use your trump card, and then just wait to die."

"Outrageous! I'll see if you'll still be able to stand there and say that later!"

After a furious shout, the level-five soul master took out a silver pillar, more than a meter tall and half a meter thick, from his soul tool.

When the silver pillar landed on the field, its weight was so great that the ground shook slightly.

Upon seeing what their teammate had taken out, the Hongchen siblings were immediately shocked. Xiao Hongchen turned to look at the silent Ma Rulong and demanded an explanation.

"That's the Scepter of Gods?! You actually gave this thing to a Level 5 Soul Master? Do you know that with his strength, forcibly activating the Scepter of Gods would require him to sacrifice his entire life?!"

“I know, but isn’t this the simplest way to win the championship? Killing Mo Yuan with an eighth-level soul tool will end everything,” Ma Rulong said calmly.
"And don't forget, Mo Yuan is a member of Shrek Academy, and he will be our Sun Moon Empire's enemy in the future. If we don't kill him now, it will be only a matter of time. What we are doing now is all for the benefit of the empire."

"You! You're all crazy! You're all crazy!" Xiao Hongchen cursed incessantly, but even though he was unwilling to do this in the competition, he could only utter these curses.

After all, these team members were willing to risk their lives to win the championship, and all their goals were for the benefit of the empire.

The brother and sister can choose not to do it, but they cannot stop them; otherwise, it would be betraying the interests of the empire!

"The Divine Scepter, an eighth-level soul tool, was crafted by Mingde Hall using a 50,000-year-old lightning-attribute soul bone as its core. It is not rechargeable and requires sufficient soul power to use. However, in order to enable us to use it, it has been modified so that several people can contribute a little blood each, which can unleash most of its power. Similarly, the blood can be consumed by one person."

Xiao Hongchen softly revealed the specific information about this level-eight soul tool called the Divine Scepter.

This soul tool was originally intended by his grandfather as their second trump card; the first was naturally the Sword of Judgment in Ma Rulong's hand.

However, since Mo Yuan possessed a 100,000-year-old ultimate sacred attribute soul bone, Ma Rulong used this level-eight lightning attribute soul tool as a trump card specifically to deal with Mo Yuan.

Meanwhile, in the Shrek Academy's rest room, He Caitou, who was receiving treatment for his serious injuries, disregarded his wounds upon seeing the Divine Scepter appear in the room and being used against Mo Yuan. Supported by Xu Sanshi, he entered the meeting room and informed everyone about the Divine Scepter.
Upon learning that this seemingly ordinary silver pillar was actually an eighth-level soul tool, Wang Yan immediately began to curse.

"Damn it! The Sun Moon Team is insane! They actually dare to openly attempt to kill our Shrek Academy students! Do they want to start a war?! If anything happens to Mo Yuan, no one in the Sun Moon Empire will escape unscathed!"

"Don't worry, Teacher Wang, Mo Yuan will be fine. Even an eighth-level soul tool can't stop the sharpness of his twin swords," Ling Luochen and Ning Tian reassured him. If anyone was most worried about Mo Yuan, it was undoubtedly the two of them.

But if we're talking about who trusts Mo Yuan the most, it's still them. After all, in their eyes, Mo Yuan is invincible, with Ning Tian being the one they trust the most.

"If Brother Yuan really runs into trouble with the Sun and Moon Team, then the End Douluo hiding in the shadows will probably overthrow Mingdudu..."

In the arena, the fifth-level Soul Master looked at the Divine Scepter beside him, a conflicted look appearing in his eyes. In the end, the temptation brought by the family's interests overcame his fear.

He sneered at Mo Yuan, who remained motionless, and then slammed his hand on the top of the divine scepter. A sharp spike suddenly extended from beneath his palm and pierced into the man's flesh.

Soon, a chilling scene unfolded. As the divine scepter continued to deform, the fifth-level soul master's face visibly paled, and his body shriveled up like a grape that had lost its moisture.

This is what it looks like when blood and life force are lost.

Inside the Sun and Moon team's rest area, the Hongchen siblings were getting anxious when they saw that the Divine Scepter had been activated but Mo Yuan still hadn't taken any action.

"Is Mo Yuan stupid? He's clearly holding back a powerful move, and he's not going to interrupt him? Since when did the rule that you can't interrupt an opponent's powerful move become a rule in a major tournament?"

Finally, when the level 5 Soul Master was on the verge of death and knelt on the ground, the God's Scepter, which had been soaked in blood, was fully activated.

A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out, and a large hole appeared at the top of the divine scepter. The next second, a dark shadow shot out from it at lightning speed, then crashed through the rain curtain and soared straight into the sky!

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of spectators, the dark figure disappeared into the dark clouds. But before everyone could wait long, a blinding bolt of blood-red lightning ripped through the sky, and the dark figure reappeared in sight.

The dark figure was actually a silver spear engraved with countless blue and white patterns, radiating a violent aura unique to thunder.

The spear fell at an extremely fast speed, covering hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. As it fell, streaks of scarlet lightning suddenly appeared around the spear, enveloping it.

The lightning bolts appeared to be countless, their crimson light extremely dazzling, combined with the silver spear at their core.

This scene is just like a god who wields thunder, waving his scepter that symbolizes divine power!

(End of this chapter)