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

Chapter 261 Holy Spirit Cult's Soul Beast Army
All eyes turned sharply to the source of the sound—

At the eye of the storm, in the shadow of the roaring beasts, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

He walked on air, each step seemingly on invisible stairs. His black trench coat billowed in the wind like raven feathers, and the emblems carved on his cuffs gleamed coldly in the darkness. The cross-shaped longsword in his hand gleamed with a faint, chilling light, exuding a terrifying aura.

Hades, Halosa!
The Ghost Emperor, his face contorted with malice, stood not far from Harosa, his sinister laughter drifting over: "Although I don't know what got into you, Harosa, that you dared to betray the Demon Emperor, I'm just happy as long as you're going against Shrek Academy!"

The evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult poured out from the north, forming a pincer movement with the soul beast army from the east, eyeing these self-proclaimed righteous guys who had once frantically tried to exterminate them!
Harosa's appearance instantly froze the atmosphere on the battlefield. His cross-shaped longsword reflected an eerie purple light under the moonlight, the vengeful aura of the dead that only comes from reaping millions of lives. Long Yeyue's expression changed drastically—as a veteran powerhouse who had fought against Hades Douluo, she knew better than anyone how terrifying this man was.

"Accept this disgusting display."

Harosa's sword tip drew a perfect arc, heading straight for Yun Ming!
Yun Ming's pupils contracted sharply. As the master of the Sea God Pavilion, he understood better than anyone what the current situation meant. The Sky-Piercing Divine Spear erupted with unprecedented light: "All teachers and students retreat to the inner courtyard! Activate the academy's ultimate defense!"

Gu Yue looked around, then smiled, "Unless you merge with me, Shrek Academy will be wiped out today!"

"kill!"

"boom--"

Suddenly, a blinding silver light illuminated the world, like a cascading Milky Way. The space between Gu Yue and Na'er shattered inch by inch, forming countless mirror-like cracks. In each fragment, their similar yet completely different faces were reflected—one was the cold and resolute Silver Dragon King, the other a girl with eyes full of sorrow.

"Do you see that? This is the truth." Gu Yue's voice reverberated through the space, reaching everyone's ears. "She has always only been a part of me!"

Before she finished speaking, the mirrored surfaces in the sky suddenly shattered simultaneously. Thousands upon thousands of silver light particles rained down like a storm, but they mysteriously froze a second before touching the ground—this was Gu Yue's absolute control over the laws of space. She slowly raised her hand, and all the light particles immediately flowed back into Na'er's body, forcibly accelerating the return process of her clone.

"Well"

Na'er suddenly arched her body, her silver hair growing wildly to her ankles, the ends of which began to gleam with a metallic sheen. Silver light seeped from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and her body drifted uncontrollably toward Gu Yue.

Even more terrifying, fragments of memories that didn't belong to Na'er began to emerge from the dissipating mirror shards—the special training at Poseidon Lake, the late-night conversations in the work-study dormitory, the whispers backstage at the promotion competition.
"no, do not want!"

Na'er desperately tried to cover up the fragments, only to find that even her fingers were becoming transparent. Those private memories that belonged to her were being simultaneously received by Gu Yue, like two books being forcibly bound together.

Tang Wulin on the ground suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar. The Golden Dragon King seal within him sensed the Silver Dragon King's summons, and a chain within the seal cracked with a "crack".

A burst of brilliant golden light erupted from his pores, gathering into a miniature tornado above his head.

"Wulin!"

Xie Xie and the others tried to stop him, but were blown away by the violent energy. Fine golden dragon scales appeared on Tang Wulin's skin, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils. He rushed into the sky without regard for anything, but was struck by a black lightning bolt halfway there—Di Tian's dragon breath hit his chest precisely, slamming him hard into the ruins of the collapsed city wall.

"Ants should stay in the dust."

Di Tian flicked away the remaining black lightning from his hand, turned to look at Cao Dezhi, whose expression had changed drastically, and said, "Next up is—"

Before he could finish speaking, a blinding white light suddenly shone in the sky.

Hundreds of fighter jets belonging to the Federal Central Legion tore through the clouds, locating the enemy in the sky. On the ground, countless Soul Master Corps had already formed ranks, the light from their linked Soul Tools forming a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

"Full-domain spatial anchoring complete!"

"Level 8 fixed-position soul-guided artillery shells are ready!"

"Shrek's distress signal has been received! The Spirit Tower reports."

The reports on the communication channel abruptly stopped. Snow and noise suddenly appeared on the screens of all electronic devices, followed by the same image—Chen Zhou sitting on the top floor of the Beast Chamber of Commerce, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest.

"Good evening, everyone."

His voice resonated across the battlefield via soul-guided waves: "I'll get straight to the point. The Federation cannot intervene today. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

Suppressors rained down from the sky, their fields instantly suppressing the soul power fluctuations of the Central Legion. Together with all the surrounding soul tools, the pre-designed energy field that prevented return brought the roaring sound to an abrupt halt.

"Is the Beast Merchant Guild committing utter treason?"

Yu Guanzhi of the Central Army Corps glared angrily and rebuked him.

"Oh? Are you sure you want to say that?"

Chen Zhou smiled knowingly and asked in return.

"you!!!"

Yu Guanzhi was furious, but before he could finish speaking, he was suppressed by an invisible pressure and couldn't utter a word. He felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.

Yu Guanzhi could only remain silent afterward. He knew very well that if the Beast Merchant Guild made any unusual moves, its top-tier combat power and the current strength of the East Sea Fleet alone would be enough to severely damage the Federation at this moment.

At that time, both the Star Luo Empire and the Dou Ling Empire will definitely go all out.
A pitch-black shadow shrouded the entire city, with countless ferocious beast shadows churning among the clouds. The light of the soul-guiding array flickered like a candle in the wind under the onslaught of the beast tide. The entire outer city of Shrek Academy had been transformed into a battlefield, with metal fragments and architectural ruins suspended and swirling in the turbulent energy currents, creating an eerie, still scene.

Gu Yue's fingers finally pressed completely against Na'er's chest. Countless silver threads burst forth from the point of contact, wrapping around the struggling girl like living things. Na'er's body began to blur, gradually merging into Gu Yue's silhouette like a faded watercolor painting. Starlight-like specks flowed within those silver threads—these were the primordial memories and emotions that constituted the existence of "Na'er".

"Is this all you cherish?"

Gu Yue received the flood of memories, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips. She saw Tang Wulin's back in countless images—in the training grounds of Donghai Academy, by the campfire in the Star Dou Great Forest, under the moonlight of Sea God Lake—each frame carrying a warmth unfamiliar to her.

"Stop!!"

A roar suddenly erupted. Tang Wulin, covered in blood, burst through the ruins, his body mostly covered in golden dragon scales. Driven by some instinct originating from the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, the golden light emanating from his heart solidified into a claw-like shape, fiercely grabbing at the silver threads binding Na'er.

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　　Three chapters first, two more tonight.

　　
　
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