Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 155 Killing
Beside the four men, a prison van stood silently, its square shape surrounded by imposing iron bars that gleamed coldly, seemingly telling a story of a cruel past. Inside the van, a person was curled up, limbs severed, hair disheveled, eyes vacant, like a walking corpse. Though no longer human, the person was still chilling, as if burdened with some unspeakable sin.

The wind rustled through the wild grass, sounding like whispers or sighs. The boy finally closed his notebook, looked up at the sky, a complex look flashing in his eyes. Golden Claw God, Purple Armor, and Azure Light also looked up, their gazes filled with solemnity and anticipation.

"The situation is already broken; we must plan carefully before taking action."

The young man spoke softly, his voice seemingly both near and far, as if announcing a turning point in fate. He stood up, his gaze sweeping over the man in the prison cart, a flicker of pity in his eyes that vanished in an instant.

The Golden Claw God nodded slightly, the Purple Armored One grinned maliciously, and the Azure Light One sighed softly, his gaze drifting towards the horizon. The four stood on the wasteland, their shadows stretched long by the setting sun, seemingly blending into the desolation.

As dusk deepened, the wind rose and the clouds surged, as if some kind of power was brewing in the world.

"Cuckoo~"

"Cuckoo!"

A half-human-sized eagle owl swirled in the sky before landing beside the boy, as if it were telling him something.

"Fatty, how was your return?"

Chen Zhou put down his notebook and gently stroked Chen Gugu's soft feathers.

"Cuckoo!"

Chen Gugu shook his head; he was well aware of his master's meaning.

As souls bound by a contract, Chen Gugu could fully feel Chen Zhou's love and care. However, as a soul, Chen Gugu longed to grow up quickly so that she could truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Chen Zhou.

Instead of shrinking into Chenzhou's body at the first sign of trouble.
"Then you just wait and see."

Chen Gugu could sense Chen Zhou's feelings, and so could Chen Zhou.
He naturally understood what the chubby owl was thinking.

Chen Zhou gently stroked Chen Gugu's feathers, his gaze gradually deepening. He looked up into the distance, as if gazing at the impending storm. The wind on the wasteland grew increasingly fierce, whipping up the withered grass and making a rustling sound, as if playing the prelude to the impending upheaval.

"Golden Claw God, Purple Armor, Azure Light."

Chen Zhou's voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The three immediately responded solemnly, "Present!"

"Are you ready?" Chen Zhou's gaze swept over the three of them, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Golden Claw God nodded slightly, his voice steady and firm: "Young Master, everything is ready."

Zi Kai grinned maliciously, his fists clenching so tightly they made a cracking sound: "Young Master, I've been waiting for this for ages! None of those guys will escape!"

Qingguang smiled lightly, his eyes filled with a sense of nonchalance and confidence: "Young Master, we are ready to act at any time."

Chen Zhou nodded, his gaze returning to the man in the prison cart. The man's eyes remained vacant, as if he had lost all life. Chen Zhou's indifferent eyes seemed to hold only icy coldness as he said in a low voice, "Zhao Song, you wanted to harm me, pinning those fabricated charges on me. My capture today is due to karma, and I have no one else to blame."

"Therefore, I, Chen Zhou, will take your life."

Zhao Song's body trembled slightly, as if he had heard Chen Zhou's words, but his eyes remained empty, offering no response. Chen Zhou said no more, turning to Chen Gugu and whispering, "Fei Gu, you stay here and watch Zhao Song. If he makes any unusual moves, kill him immediately."

"Coo coo!" Chen Gugu had no objection.

As a cripple whose limbs have been cut off and whose meridians have been severed, even if Chen Zhou doesn't take action against Zhao Song, he doesn't have much time left. Leaving Chen Gugu behind means there's no need to worry about any unexpected events.

Chen Zhou walked forward, and the color in the boy's eyes gradually disappeared, his black and white pupils concealing a pervasive murderous intent.

His figure appeared exceptionally lonely in the twilight, yet possessed an indescribable majesty. His steps were steady, each one seemingly stepping on a pivotal point in destiny, carrying an irresistible force.

Golden Claw God, Purple Armor, and Azure Light followed closely behind, their eyes filled with ferocity, slaughter, long-suppressed madness, and a growing murderous intent.

The wind on the wasteland grew increasingly fierce, whipping up the withered grass on the ground and making a rustling sound, as if playing the prelude to the great changes to come.

As the sun sets over the desolate plains, the sky is dyed crimson, the afterglow like blood, illuminating the vast, desolate earth.

The distant mountains are like dark eyebrows, the setting sun is gradually sinking, and it seems that heaven and earth are in a state of silence.

Suddenly, five figures appeared on the horizon, walking slowly with unhurried steps and extraordinary bearing, seemingly blending into the desolate scenery, yet also transcending the mortal world.

The leader, wielding a longsword, its blade concealed yet gleaming with a chilling light, possessed exquisitely handsome features and eyes that seemed to hold the depths of human emotions with a single glance. This was Zang Xin, the Vice Sect Master of the Tang Clan, known as the "Amorous Douluo." Though passionate, his love was as deep as the sea; even before his sword was drawn, he commanded awe.

Beside him stood a man with an honest face and a perpetually smiling expression, like a gentle spring breeze that instantly draws people in. Yet, upon closer inspection, a sharp edge was hidden within his smile, like thunder concealed in the clouds, hidden and not revealed. This was Guo Xiaoxu, the Hall Master of the Tang Sect's Soul Fighting Hall, known as the "Thousand Cloud Douluo." Though he smiled, he was as steady as a mountain, unmoving as a peak, yet capable of unleashing a thunderous force.

Another figure appeared, handsome and with hands clasped behind his head. His steps were light and his demeanor carefree, seemingly unrestrained and following his heart. His figure moved like the wind, his steps like light, as if there were no longer any constraints in the world. This was Liang Xiaoyu, the head of the Min Hall of the Tang Sect, known as the "Aurora Douluo." He was like light, swift and unparalleled, elusive yet dazzlingly brilliant.

Beside her stood a woman of elegant bearing, her face like the cold moon, a hint of chill in her eyes, yet undeniably gentle. Her figure was graceful, her every step seemingly bathed in moonlight, ethereal and noble. This was Cai Yue'er, the Dean of the Outer Court of Shrek Academy, known as the "Silver Moon Douluo." She was like the moon, aloof and proud, yet gentle as water, inspiring awe and reverence.

The last person was refined and serene, with a gentle breeze in his eyes that seemed to caress one's skin, bringing warmth to all who beheld him. He was unhurried and composed, his steps steady, like the resilience of wood, yet as warm as the sun. This was Lan Muzi, the Vice Dean of the Inner Court of Shrek Academy, known as the "Yangmu Douluo." He was like wood, resilient and unyielding, yet like the sun, warming hearts.

Five people walked side by side, slowly heading east. On the desolate plain, under the setting sun, their clothes fluttered, and light and shadow intertwined. Their figures, like five stars, though not yet shining brightly, already eclipsed the world. At the end of the sunset, the desolate plain was silent, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing in the endless sky, seemingly resonating with heaven and earth.

These five men were all heroes of their time.

Although the purpose of our journey together was not explicitly stated, the magnanimity of our companions today has already inspired awe.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts its shadow upon it.

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　　Adding the eight chapters I owe, plus the three basic chapters for tomorrow, I have a total of thirteen chapters left!

　　This is terrible!!!
　　Working overtime on my day off?! Oh no!!!
　　
　
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