Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 220 The New Holy Spirit Cult
Lin Po was not surprised by Xu Tianyuan's actions, and could guess his thought process in that short moment.

As the commander of an army, he was completely unsuspecting when his entire army was silently wiped out by a boy who looked to be under twenty.

Such a calamity, let alone whether Xu Tianyuan could survive in the face of such a terrifying enemy, even if he managed to escape alive, he would absolutely be unable to explain this matter to the Sun Moon Royal Family.

After all, he should currently be leading his troops stationed on the border of the Sun Moon Empire to prevent a possible attack from the Star Luo Empire.

Instead of hiding secretly on the outskirts of Mingdu, quietly waiting for something.

Therefore, as long as the royal family is not stupid or blind, they will definitely be able to see that Xu Tianyuan has ulterior motives.

Given his malicious intentions and the complete annihilation of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Corps, even if Xu Tianyuan was a strategic-level ninth-grade Soul Master, the Sun Moon Royal Family would never spare his life.

Even their families could be implicated and suffer annihilation.

Rather than fleeing the scene and ending up disgraced, it's better to stay and perish together with the enemy.

In this way, he can at least preserve his reputation and protect his entire family.

Of course, there was also the most important point: he noticed Lin Po's extremely pale face as soon as they took off.

Combined with the sight of corpses strewn across the camp, Xu Tianyuan made a straightforward judgment: Lin Po was now at his last gasp.

If he's lucky enough, he can take advantage of Lin Po's weakness and disguise himself before the level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon explodes, and then escape from the center.

Finally, there is a very high probability that he will fake his death to escape and live in seclusion in another place.

Xu Tianyuan's sudden decision was indeed without fault, because Lin Po's current condition was truly not good.

He was so exhausted that his eyelids were drooping wildly, and he was on the verge of falling asleep.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this was the moment when his defenses were weakest in all the years he's been on Douluo Continent.

While he had enough vitality and the Yin-Yang Soul Core to help him recover his mental and soul power, the enormous energy he expended in one night was not something that could be easily made up for.

However, the idea was wonderful, but the reality was harsh. The inexperienced Xu Tianyuan naturally did not know about such advanced operations as account boosting.

Therefore, Lin Po's blank expression when he called for help in his heart was, in Xu Tianyuan's view, a normal reaction after facing a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon.

"Teacher, please help me."

"Well, disciple, you should rest for now."

Electrolux, who had been waiting for a long time, completely took over Lin Po's body the moment he fell unconscious.

Moreover, in order not to cause any more trouble for his apprentice's wife, Electrolux unusually controlled the release of his aura.

He used only a wisp of divine sense to steadily control Xu Tianyuan, who was already close by, as well as the fixed-position soul-guided cannonball in his arms that had entered its explosion countdown.

The sudden turn of events left Xu Tianyuan completely bewildered, but his survival instinct compelled him to forcefully activate his soul power, attempting to continue detonating the level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannonball.

Unfortunately, how could a mere Soul Master possibly contend with divine sense?

After a fruitless struggle, the despair that rose in his heart completely destroyed his fighting spirit and extinguished the light in his eyes.

Looking at the lifeless Xu Tianyuan, Electrolux felt no pity whatsoever. With a thought, he easily ended his life.

Then, Electrolux took the fixed-mount soul-guided cannonball that exuded a terrifying aura with a frightening ease.

With just a gentle touch, the soul-guiding array that was still operating inside suddenly stopped and returned to its original state.

After doing all this, Electrolux looked around the deserted camp and sighed softly.

"Sigh, let's clean up the scene while we still have time, so that the kid won't get into trouble."

With that, Electrox reached out and the familiar staff reappeared in his hand.

With a light wave of his staff, a five-meter-long and wide stone gate with a rather ornate appearance appeared out of thin air in the center of the camp.

As the stone gate slowly opened, a dense aura of death instantly filled the entire camp.

Then, a chaotic 'clicking' sound rang out, and a hundred or so white skeleton soldiers of varying sizes walked out one after another from the other side of the door.

And their target was obvious: the thousands of corpses scattered throughout the camp. Although the skeleton soldiers moved stiffly and without any rhythm, they were surprisingly strong; a single skeleton could easily lift the corpses of more than three adults.

In just half an hour, they moved all the corpses, along with their soul guides, into the Necropolis.

Once the last skeleton soldier disappeared, Electrox waved his staff again, and another earthen-yellow magic circle formed beneath his feet.

The next second, the earth rumbled and roared, and the area within a radius of a thousand meters was completely transformed as if an earth dragon were rolling.

The neatly arranged camps vanished in an instant, as if they had never existed.

Seeing that the mission was accomplished, Electrox put away his staff and dragged Lin Po's extremely tired body toward Mingdu.

. . .

When Lin Po woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

The bright sunlight outside the window spurred Lin Po to open his eyes, but he failed several times.

Suddenly sensing something was wrong, Lin Po felt a pang of panic.

He carefully raised his hand and rubbed his slightly swollen eyes, subconsciously circulating his soul power and mental power, trying to relieve the pain in his eyes that had been staring all night.

Unfortunately, this did nothing to help; instead, it made Lin Po's eyes feel even more sore.

Left with no other choice, Lin Po had to change his approach and channel some life force along the meridians around his eyes.

In an instant, the refreshing coolness, like rain from heaven, finally made Lin Po feel better, and he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long while, until the cool sensation completely disappeared, Lin Po dared to try opening his eyes again.

Looking at the familiar furnishings inside, Lin Po finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but curse with lingering fear:

"Holy crap, that scared me to death! I thought I'd gone blind from overusing my eyes! I can't do that again!"

After confirming that his eyes were unharmed, Lin Po finally had the mind to check his recovery progress.

The abundant soul power within his body, the almost fully restored mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the energy that had been mostly restored through sleep combined to give Lin Po an overwhelming sense of security once again.

"Phew, I don't know how long it's been since I've pushed myself this hard. I think the last time was right when Momo made her sacrifice."

However, the progress has been truly significant, but it's also incredibly tiring.

After getting up and changing into a new set of clothes, Lin Po left the Marquis's mansion again and headed straight for a stronghold of the New Holy Spirit Cult in Mingdu.

Looking at the tall steel gate in front of him, Lin Po couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Just from the cost of this gate, he could imagine all sorts of scenery inside.

"Just how much did the teacher get from Xu Tianran?"

Before Lin Po could even take a closer look at the outpost, the two guards standing at the gate immediately recognized him as their beloved Holy Prince.

He immediately stepped forward and, without saying a word, pulled Lin Po through the gate.

The scenery that came into view was pretty much what he had imagined. The design of the base's interior was the same as most of the buildings in Mingdu, full of the unique technological feel of the Sun Moon Empire.

Cold, yet luxurious.

It's more accurate to call it the headquarters of the New Holy Spirit Church than a stronghold.

No force would build its stronghold so magnificently, not even the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is said to be as wealthy as a country.

No force would gather all its original headquarters members into one stronghold, ostensibly to await the Holy Son's orders.

Before long, Lin Po, guided by his guards, met the highest-ranking person in charge of this stronghold, the Seventh Elder, Black Crow Douluo Wuyun.

Over the next hour, Lin Po admired the layout of the main hall while listening to Wu Yun's introduction to the New Holy Spirit Church.

Finally, Lin Po, barely suppressing a laugh, concluded:
"You mean, apart from a few quiet individuals who remain at the Demon Forest headquarters, the rest of the New Holy Spirit Cult is here?"

(End of this chapter)