Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 164 The Abyss of Odin (Part 2)

When the God-King descended into the temple, the air became as thick as solidified asphalt, making Poison-Undying and the others feel as if they were swallowing lead blocks with every breath.

The dim light cast distorted shadows on the walls, and a kind of dying groan lingered between the shields that symbolized warriors. The echoes of muffled breathing were always a beat slower than actual movements, as if an invisible creature was mimicking your movements against the back of your neck.

The musty smell of decaying bandages beneath the God King's armor mingled with the rusty stench of blood. From the dark depths behind you came the faint sound of fingernails scraping against the rock wall, and when you listened intently, that sound transformed into your own increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Poison-Free's neck twisted slowly and stiffly, veins bulging, as if this simple movement had used up all his strength.

He exchanged glances with Xuanzi, Long Xiaoyao, 'Ye Xuan', and everyone else, and they all saw the same emotions in each other's eyes.

Shock, disbelief, and a deep-seated fear...

They didn't even dare to speak in a low voice.

—The king only needs to stand still, and that will be enough to awe all directions.

In less than a second, everyone, regardless of their previous deep-seated hatred, united before God at this moment.

They realized that in order to survive under the rule of this temple lord, they had to join forces.

Perhaps even this cannot defeat the gods, but it is at least better than surrendering and humbly begging for their forgiveness.

Even though everyone had united, and even though the combined strength of the ten of them was enough to sweep away any force on the continent with invincibility, they still did not make any rash moves.

Perhaps they still harbored a last glimmer of hope that their master would forgive such lowly thieves as themselves.

The eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnis roared like thunder and slowly came to a stop. The god on its back placed Gungnir in his hand beside him and used the divine horse as his throne.

As they got closer, everyone suddenly realized that He didn't seem like a majestic warrior, but rather more like a grim reaper. He exuded a strong aura of decay, and the bandages that had fallen from his armor looked like tattered shrouds.

He is like a king from ancient times...

Then, Poison Undying and the others suddenly stared in astonishment at the darkness behind the god. A group of dark figures emerged from behind the god, like a group of priests holding a mass.

They surrounded us from all sides, all dressed in identical black clothes, with identical pale faces covered in black scales, and identical eyes that shone with golden light.

They were completely surrounded.

On horseback, beneath his armor, Mo Yuan stared with his single, radiant eye, his gaze majestic and unwavering, as if he were a god watching over these despicable thieves.

He was already a true Dragon King, a monarch with the heart of a Dragon King. Under the influence of his nature, he could overlook minor evils. Even if they left immediately after entering without being poisoned, he would only give them a slight punishment and then resolve these troubles.

Unfortunately, greed is both the driving force of human progress and the poison that causes all evil.

Offending the king's authority should come at a price.

The price of death!
Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead, leaving streaks in the air as it fell onto the temple floor.

Under the majesty of the gods, or the fear of facing their master as thieves, the level 97 Super Douluo Tianji Douluo could no longer bear the painful silence and were about to suffocate in the heavy atmosphere.

"Humans, come to pay your respects," Mo Yuan said, his voice grand and majestic, echoing throughout the temple.

Before he could finish speaking, Tianji Douluo knelt on the ground with a thud, then bowed his back, lowered his head, and begged for the gods' forgiveness.

"Coward..." Du Bu Si glanced at Tianji Douluo out of the corner of his eye and cursed inwardly.

This move is like putting them on the hot seat!
Mo Yuan coldly glanced at Du Busi and the others who were staring intently at him, not daring to make a move, and then reached out and grasped the spear beside him.

Seeing this, Du Busi, Long Xiaoyao, and the others finally moved. They turned around and fled towards the gate in unison! Tianji Douluo immediately followed after them, scrambling and stumbling.

Without any probing, they could clearly realize that they were no match for the gods!

If they could escape, naturally no one would want to be the one to stick their neck out!
Its dazzling golden eyes stared at the fleeing figure in the distance, then peered through the crack in the door into the distance, its gaze ethereal, as if it could see the outside world through Nibelungen.

Mo Yuan held the replica of the 'Eternal Spear' Gungnir, forged through alchemy, and then raised it high above his head before hurling it into the air.

Like lightning, the legendary spear, said to always hit its mark, transformed into a dark golden streak of light and flew out, passing through the magnificent temple, over the heads of Poison Immortal and his companions, and through the gate made of spears and shields, arriving in the outside world.

It pierced the rain, leaving a meteor-like trail in the sky, and disappeared into the horizon at an incredible speed.

It seemed to have no target, yet it also seemed to have already hit its mark before it even made a move...

Outside Nibelungen, on the turbulent sea amidst torrential rain, dozens of giant warships of the Sun Moon Empire rocked in the waves, with a level nine soul-guided cannon standing atop the steel deck of the leading warship.

Several tall figures floated in mid-air, each with nine spirit rings pulsating beneath their feet.

They are: Zheng Zhan, the Unbreakable Douluo, who is the enshrined minister of the Sun Moon Empire; Kai Shan Douluo; Mad Bull Douluo, the leader of the Evil Soul Mentor Group; and Savage Tiger Douluo, the deputy leader of the Evil Soul Mentor Group.

These people came with two simple objectives: first, to eliminate any remaining criminals, and second, to prevent any potential accidents.

In the gray rain, a flash of dark golden light suddenly appeared in the void above the floating ice, piercing the night sky like a golden shooting star.

An omnipresent sense of death swept over everyone present; their heartbeats slowed, and their blood seemed to stop flowing.

The invisible hand of death gripped everyone's hearts tightly...

Before they could react, the meteor arrived in front of the Unbreakable Douluo and the others in an instant. Only then did the Bull Douluo see clearly that the golden light contained a twisted, tree-branch-like spear!
"Get out of the way!"

A terrified warning rang out in the heavy rain. Under the threat of death, the four Title Douluos abandoned the fleet below and fled into the distance.

Unfortunately, the spear, which represented fate, had already struck its target before it was even thrown.

The next moment, Gungnir pierced through a giant warship blocking its path, and the giant warship sank into the deep sea amidst flames, with a thunderous explosion coming from beneath the water.

At the same time, death arrived as expected. Gungnir flew out of the flames, and amidst the symphony of blood and wails, the heart of the Sun Moon Empire's unbreakable Douluo was pierced.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes wide open, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, hanging limply from the tip of his gun.

Under the fearful gaze of the remaining three Title Douluos, Gungnir, carrying his spoils, drew a perfect semicircle in the air before disappearing into the void above the floating ice.

After a moment of shock and disorientation, the Evil Soul Guidance Tool Masters immediately issued the most cowardly yet most urgent order of their lives.

"The entire team, turn around! Retreat!"

……

Nibelungen, the temple.

Gungnir's shadow reappeared in the gray sky, falling like a meteor atop the mountains, passing through the gate back into the temple, where it was grasped again by Mo Yuan.

Even after Gungnir had already crossed the Nibelungen and returned with his spoils, Poisonous Death and the others had not yet completely escaped the temple.

"Cough...cough..." Unbreakable Douluo coughed up blood, staring in horror at the one-eyed god above him, draped in a dark blue cloak, his dazed brain feeling like it was about to split open.

He had considered every possibility, but he never imagined that his killer would be this kind of being...

The spear tip trembled, flinging the tattered Douluo down, where he fell into the countless black shadows below and was completely swallowed up.

No one can offend a king without paying a price.

When Poison Undying turned around and saw this scene, he felt his scalp tingle. This was simply a miracle. He had just casually thrown a spear and it had crossed an infinite distance to kill a titled expert and bring him back!
Xuanzi, who also witnessed this scene, immediately roared, "Once we're out of the temple, we can't run away! We can't leave our backs to Him! Otherwise, we'll end up like the Unbreakable Douluo!"

Even if Xuanzi didn't say it, they already knew that the poison wouldn't kill them.

Exposing his back to Gungnir in an attempt to escape death by speed—there could be no more ridiculous idea in the world.

Fortunately, they were finally about to escape this deadly temple. Through the crack in the gate, the ten of them returned to the rain and thunder.

Looking at the desolate, lifeless world before them, compared to the magnificent yet perilous temple within, they found this place to be incredibly beautiful.

Yet they still dared not relax in the slightest. On the contrary, because of Gungnir's intimidation, they no longer had the option of running away. The only way was to stay and fight God head-on.

The eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnis, accompanied by thunder, emerged from the depths of the temple. Each hoofbeat was like a hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

After a horse's neigh, bathed in golden light, Mo Yuan emerged from the gate like the fiercest and most majestic warrior, spear in hand, as if embarking on a great expedition.

"Phew... I never thought that one day I would fight alongside you. If I were to meet my brother after I die, he would probably be very shocked to find out."

Poison Undying exhaled a long breath of turbid air, then straightened up and stared at the god who was riding a horse and standing in front of the temple, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

He was never a coward; if he could run, he would, but if he couldn't, staying and fighting was his only option.

"Living a lowly and wretched life is despicable." Long Xiaoyao stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Du Busi, while the dark holy dragon churned in the rain behind them.

"Ye Xuan, what do you mean?" Xuanzi said with a smile to Ye Xuan beside him, "Did you ever imagine that the two of us would actually be on the same side?"

Mo Yuan, though not speaking, released the End Demon Dragon and the Death Knight, and gave the order to fight.

At this point, no one harbored any illusions of survival. They were, after all, renowned and powerful figures. Kneeling and begging for mercy was not their style. Even Tianji Douluo, who had already surrendered once, was no longer cowardly and was ready for battle.

On horseback, Mo Yuan calmly gazed at the ten people before him, including himself. Yes, he would defeat everyone, including himself, here, in his own kingdom, with his own strength.

One Limit Douluo, three level 98, five level 97, and one top-tier healing level 96.

This lineup could even directly contend with three Limit Douluo.

Mo Yuan raised Gungnir, aimed it at the ten people, and his voice boomed like thunder.
"Fear is the instinct of living beings, and courage is the hymn of mankind. This is good, but unfortunately, it cannot change your fate of being destined to die."

The eleven people faced each other in the heavy rain, their endless soul power intertwining in the sky, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

As a pale bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, the battle was about to begin!
"What are you babbling about?! Take this punch!" Poison Undying transformed into a dark green giant, unleashing a rain of poison as it slammed down on Mo Yuan.

Long Xiaoyao and the others immediately followed. The Dark Holy Dragon roared and fiercely swung its dragon claws, and the viscous darkness fell like asphalt. The Taotie Divine Bull trampled the dead earth, and the earth-yellow soul power turned into mountains that fell heavily. The End Demon Dragon descended from the right with the Death Knight, and dragon flames and sword energy swept over.

The Heavenly Umbrella, the Heavenly Sun Mirror, the Azure Shadow Divine Eagle, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex followed closely behind, their boundless soul power, as vast as the ocean, surging towards them.

Mo Yuan's dark blue cloak fluttered in the gale and rain, like a battle flag raised high.

The attack was imminent. At this critical moment, time seemed to slow down. Mo Yuan raised the 'Eternal Spear' and thrust it towards the incoming attack.

In an instant, a dazzling golden firework burst forth in front of him, and countless dark golden light spots exploded in the void, leaving dense traces like a meteor shower.

The entire vast mountaintop was covered by this dense meteor shower. Among those dazzling meteors, each golden streak was like a twisted, tree-branch-like spear!

In an instant, Mo Yuan unleashed tens of thousands of attacks!
The fine, woven poisonous raindrops were pierced, the darkness dispelled the shattered scales, and two jet-black dragon claws tore open large holes in the blood. Countless small holes were torn open in the belly of the Taotie Divine Ox, and the flowing blood was instantly evaporated by the scorching heat left by the spear.

The towering pillar of flame was as weak as a candle flame under such dense attacks, powerlessly turning into a rain of fire that was annihilated in the rain. The Death Knight and the Poison Undying, who attacked from the front and back, could not even dodge and were sent flying by the spear.

As for attacks like the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Heavenly Umbrella, they didn't even get a chance to land a hit; they were pierced through the bodies by the splashed light and sent flying backward.

Boom! ! !
Lightning bolts shot out from the dark clouds like the horns of a demon, and apart from Long Xiaoyao, Ye Xuan, and the Immortal Doctor Douluo who did not personally intervene, everyone else suffered different injuries.

In just one round, in a single instant, these attacks, powerful enough to severely injure even a level 98 Super Douluo, shattered amidst the countless stars.

Poisonous Undying grinned as he got up from the ground, then calmly wiped away the blood flowing from the gruesome wound on his waist that Gungnir had inflicted.

“Damn it… Could He really be a god…” Xuanzi grimaced and muttered in pain.

The eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnis's first four hooves pounded the ground with a dull thud, and it spewed out sparks of electricity from its nostrils, as if mocking these presumptuous mortals who dared to challenge the gods.

Looking at the various expressions on the faces of the crowd, Mo Yuan raised Gungnir once again and aimed it at Tianji Douluo, who had just gotten up from the ground.

The river of destiny, flowing calmly deep within the world, quietly rippled, and a mark called 'death' was silently branded on the back of Tianji Douluo.

This corresponds precisely to his anxious and uneasy heart...

The meteor reappeared, and Gungnir was thrown out by Mo Yuan; death came at that moment.

Knowing he was being targeted, the Heavenly Mystery Douluo erupted in a frenzied flame in terror, crying out, "God! Come! Come!!"

He roared and howled, his nine spirit rings pulsating wildly beneath his feet, emitting silent wails, as his eighth and ninth spirit rings lit up simultaneously.

His eyes were bloodshot, and fine, scarlet blood beads seeped from his body. The Heavenly Umbrella exploded, transforming into countless blades gleaming with cold light, which then rapidly reassembled into a cross-shaped longsword.

But before he could even grasp the cross-shaped sword, Gungnir arrived. It seemed to traverse space and time, piercing his heart in a fraction of a second.

The fairest thing is always death, which is undisturbed by anything.

Gungnir returned to Mo Yuan's hands like a shooting star, along with the dying Tianji Douluo. In a flash, he disappeared from the temple.

It felt like falling into hell.

Even after it was all over, Long Xiaoyao and the others hadn't reacted yet. It wasn't that they were slow to react; it was just that everything had happened too fast.

In the blink of an eye, Tianji Douluo, a pillar of the Star Luo Empire, vanished from the world forever.

"hiss--"

Everyone gasped in shock, their skin crawling with goosebumps. This was the second time they had witnessed the throwing of Gungnir.

This was the first time I had such a clear understanding of the gun's power.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as a death sentence.

"Don't hesitate any longer, or we'll all die a horrible death." After saying that, Long Xiaoyao leaped up and landed on top of the Dark Saint's head, his seventh soul ring flashing beneath his feet.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The omnipresent darkness surged in from all directions like a tide. In the darkness, a golden light quietly bloomed, and the brilliant golden dragon eyes rose like the sun. The true form of the Dark Holy Dragon descended!
"Old glutton, and you, Ye Xuan, are the only three of us here who are level 98 Super Douluo. We can't let this old dragon outdo us!"

Poison Undying laughed, then his gaze sharpened, and a vast, dark green soul power surged behind him, eventually transforming him into another version of himself!

Original Martial Soul!

The dark green phantom behind Poison Undying rapidly began to solidify, its color changing from dark green to black iron, then bronze, then silver, and finally to an incomparably dazzling gold.

"A second awakening of the Gold-level Body Martial Soul..." Taotie Divine Oxen revealed the current situation of Poison Undying.

"Hey! You have good taste," Poison Immortal grinned, then sighed wistfully.

"It's a pity we can't teach this to Mo Yuan. If you ask me, keeping Mo Yuan at Shrek Academy is a misdirection! It's a waste of talent!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanzi flew into a rage, "Go to hell! You bunch of bandits! Following you is truly a disservice to the youth!"

After cursing, Xuanzi quickly composed himself, and his ninth soul ring began to vibrate rapidly. His blood boiled as if he wanted to squeeze out every last bit of soul power. Because the ground here was dead, he couldn't exert his advantage at all. In order to maintain the same power, he had to forcibly overdraw his soul power.

Mo Yuan observed everything without making a move, as if he were a human looking down at ants. Even if these ants launched an attack, to a human, it was just a matter of stomping on them and solving the problem.

Looking at it this way, I really feel a bit like Odin. If the Seven Deadly Sins were here, I might actually stab myself to death with the sword of 'Pride'...

Mo Yuan, now in a trance, chuckled to himself as he gazed at his true form seated on horseback. Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his golden pupils had been ignited.

Perhaps it was the atmosphere that had reached this point, or perhaps it was the influence of the original work, but he also felt a surge of excitement.

Since the original intention was to challenge oneself, then let's use our true abilities... After saying this, Mo Yuan, in his divided state, used alchemy to retrieve the alchemical tools, Life-Severing and Death-Giving, from his original body.

With twin swords in hand, a sharp aura capable of easily slicing through the void permeated the heavens and earth.

Such conspicuous twin swords would inevitably attract attention. Looking at the two dark gold twin swords, Xuanzi seemed to remember something, and his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

"Strange... why does this sword look so similar to Mo Yuan's two swords..."

Considering the current situation was not suitable and there was no time to ask him questions, Xuanzi had no choice but to suppress his doubts.

Apart from Long Xiaoyao, Du Busi, and others, the remaining Thunder Douluo, Heavenly Sun Douluo, Immortal Doctor Douluo, and Elder Song all mobilized all their soul power, preparing to go all out.

"Even the most powerful ant is still just an ant."

Mo Yuan planted Gungnir beside him, and with the support of the dead wind element, he slowly detached himself from the eight-legged celestial horse. When Long Xiaoyao and the others came to their senses, they found that Mo Yuan had already arrived behind them.

Amidst howling winds and flashing lightning, a deep yet crisp sound suddenly reached everyone's ears, under everyone's gaze.

The vast, boundless ice field below, strewn with countless tombstones, suddenly cracked open in several places, and a huge black shadow silently roamed beneath...

Rumbling--

The ice field shattered completely, and black seawater surged out from the cracks, swallowing all the tombstones and disappearing into the darkness.

White waves crashed against the ice, and the black shadow finally revealed its true form.

Neat, jet-black scales covered its long, powerful body, and its dark gold vertical pupils, larger than a house, resembled those of a snake, or even a dragon, and possessed an intelligence that was in no way inferior to that of humans.

Black bone spurs pierced from its back, and ferocious dragon horns stood atop its head. Seven inches from its head, two black membranous wings folded together.

He left the womb that had conceived Him, opened His eyes and looked up at the sky, or more precisely, at His master standing amidst the raging wind and thunder.

After a dragon's roar filled with reverence and joy, the bone spikes and scales collided, producing a sound of bones twisting, and the enormous membranous wings unfolded...

The dragon servant Apophis, whose body was hundreds of meters long, took flight with the help of even larger membranous wings. He soared freely in the sky and then landed precisely at Mo Yuan's feet.

It used its noble head to support its master's body.

Mo Yuan looked up at the sky in silence. Raindrops pelted his black and gold mask, splashing out droplets. Two golden, lava-like streaks ran down the side of the mask. Those were not the tears of a king, for a king never sheds tears…

Soon, Mo Yuan withdrew his gaze, and the sound of flesh writhing rang out. Apophis's scales on its head were broken open, and then the flesh was connected to Mo Yuan.

At this moment, the king possessed the body of a dragon...

(End of this chapter)