Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 215 Beast Soul Machine Gun

Just as Zhong Litian lunged at him at the last moment, Chen Ping finally revealed his so-called trump card for a desperate gamble.

It was a very distinctive staff, a full six feet long.

At the top of the staff was a large, blood-red gem. The gem was hollow inside, and there seemed to be an extremely complex core magic array inside.

As soon as the staff appeared, not only the seven people from Shrek Academy's inner courtyard recognized it, but Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di also recognized it.

Isn't that the level eight soul-guided beast soul staff that each of the three Zhongli brothers wields?!
The next moment, Chen Ping swung the Life Gold Carving Knife in his hand without hesitation. His movements were so decisive that they seemed to be announcing a death sentence. He slashed at the blood-red gem at the top of the staff!

The Life-Carving Knife, being a top-tier engraving knife used to carve various rare metals, is undoubtedly extremely sharp. With a single stroke, it severed the staff along with the blood-red gem at its center.

The next moment, a large amount of blood-red beast soul staff gems gushed out from the gaps, as if turning into streams of blood-red mist, carrying roars, hisses and mad bellows, and instantly collided with Zhongli Tian who was rushing towards Chen Ping!
"Get away! Get away!"

Zhong Litian was completely unprepared for Chen Ping to have such a trick up his sleeve, and immediately roared in anger.

In an instant, more than twenty beast souls pounced on Zhong Litian, tearing and biting him.

Meanwhile, Chen Ping, that scoundrel, was holding the staff with half a broken gem, just like he was holding a high-pressure water gun, and he aimed at Zhong Litian and started spraying him with water.

Zhong Lidi lunged forward to help, but Chen Ping immediately turned his staff around and spit out dozens of beast souls at Zhong Lidi, sending him flying back.

Although Zhongli Ren's staff only contained a little over a hundred beast souls, most of which were at the hundred-year level and only a few were at the thousand-year level, these beast souls were truly desperate when they bit the two wounded!

Seeing that the beast soul within Zhongli Ren's staff was not under the control of Zhongli Tian and Zhongli Di, Chen Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a dozen or so beast souls that had escaped and could not find their target had already set their sights on Chen Ping, who was holding a staff.

At this moment, the beast souls released from the Beast Soul Staff had long been refined by Zhongli's terrifying soul-refining methods, leaving them with only bloodlust and madness in their hearts.

Zhongli Ren is long dead, and his staff is destroyed. These beast souls are essentially unsealed. There is no one in the world who can restrain these mad beast souls. Neither the Zhongli brothers nor Chen Ping, who holds the beast soul staff, can do it.

Seeing that Chen Ping was about to be devoured by these beast souls, Ma Xiaotao didn't hesitate. She spewed fire from her nose and smoke from her mouth, and with a "whoosh," she spat out a tongue of fire that burned the beast souls until they were shattered and screamed.

Dai Yueheng once again gathered some of her soul power and activated the level-six defensive soul tool, the Holy Domain Wall, which pushed away and shattered the beast souls in front of her, preventing Chen Ping from being bitten to death by the beast souls that flew out from the staff.

Even so, the situation for Shrek Academy members was not optimistic. Even after eliminating the dozen or so beast souls, and excluding those that were tearing at the Zhongli brothers, there were still more than twenty beast souls that had their eyes on the weakened group.

For a moment, a rumbling sound came from inside the cave.

The Zhongli brothers were worried that without the protection of their Martial Soul True Body, they would be bitten to death. However, in their Netherworld Serpent True Body form, they had no hands to pull the beast souls biting them off, so they could only keep banging against the rock wall.

The Shrek team members were already in poor condition, and now they were caught up in the second battle initiated by Chen Ping at the risk of his life, making their injuries even more severe.

If Chen Ping hadn't given everyone in the inner courtyard a defensive soul tool before they left, some of them would probably have already died in battle.

"This feeling is so familiar... so many spirits filled with resentment, hehehe."

Just as Chen Ping was desperately dodging and fighting frantically, an old voice clearly rang out in Chen Ping's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a cool sensation quietly spread.

The cool air instantly enveloped every corner of his mental sea, soothing Chen Ping's tattered mental world, which was being torn apart by the beast soul, causing Chen Ping to groan unconsciously. Gray—Chen Ping's mental sea turned gray in that instant, and the gray bead that had been dormant in his mind disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping's eyes turned gray, and along with that, he lost control of himself.

Chen Ping softly called out to the system, but received no response. Clearly, his half-baked system had gone offline again at some point.

Fortunately, Chen Ping could guess who was taking over his body, so he wasn't too nervous.

"What a brat who has no respect for the soul. If you keep messing around like this, what wasn't a certain death situation will become a certain death situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ping felt his soul power begin to boil.

That was still his power, the same amount and intensity of soul power, but it had undergone earth-shattering changes.

At this moment, Chen Ping, or rather, a remnant soul, held the Elephant Staff in his right hand as if it were a walking stick, while his other hand slowly reached out and drew something in mid-air.

Streams of gray light burst forth from Chen Ping's fingertips, beginning to outline an extremely mysterious spell model.

"Watch closely, to deal with the undead, first you must..."

The aged voice suddenly froze halfway through its sentence, and so did Chen Ping's fingers, which were drawing something in mid-air.

"It's alright. A skilled necromancer is best at controlling restless spirits using various methods."

An aged voice rang out again from Chen Ping's spiritual sea, while his fingers continued to draw in mid-air, but once again, they froze halfway through the drawing.

Even in such a critical moment, Chen Ping couldn't help but forcefully regain some control of his body, and a smile crept onto his lips.

"Grandpa, isn't your forgetfulness a bit too severe? If you can't use your methods, why don't you give the boy back control of his body?"

Chen Ping's mental energy fluctuated, and he asked the ancient voice in his sea of ​​consciousness a question.

"Hmph, you're not afraid of me at all. It seems you have good judgment. You've recognized that I am but a remnant of a divine soul?"

The aged voice snorted coldly, increasing its control over Chen Ping's body and preventing Chen Ping from continuing to laugh.

Then he suddenly somersaulted several times, dodging the attacks of several beast souls.

"Since you know that I am just a remnant of divine consciousness and have lost most of my memories, isn't that normal? You bastard who doesn't know how to respect his elders."

"Remember this, I am the Holy God of Necromancy, the Calamity of the Undead, Ilex. Even if I have lost most of my memories, I am not without a single means to deal with the undead!"

The next moment, Electrolux controlled Chen Ping's body, gripped the middle of the Elephant Staff with both hands, and held it horizontally in front of his chest.

Instantly, thick white flames ignited on Chen Ping's hands, flowing rapidly towards both ends of the Elephant Staff and gradually turning into black flames.

Soon, black flames, seemingly devoid of temperature, rose from both ends of the staff in Chen Ping's hand.

Only occasional streaks of white flame flashed within the black flames, making the black flames at both ends of the staff appear even more eerie.

(End of this chapter)