Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 186 Reinforcing the Eastern Front, Conspiracy Reappears

The setting sun is like blood.

The air, still thick with the smoke of battle, was filled with the heavy stench of blood.

This fierce battle ultimately ended in a resounding victory for the Martial Soul Empire due to the arrival of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" faction.

The combined forces of the three sects of the two great empires were slaughtered without exception.

The surviving Soul Masters of the Martial Soul Empire looked up at the proudly standing steel behemoth, their eyes gleaming with the joy and reverence of surviving a catastrophe.

It's unclear who was the first to shout it out.

"His Holiness the Pope is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, cheers rose and fell, echoing through the sky.

These are their heartfelt words.

The arrival of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" allowed them to survive on the battlefield.

Circumstances create heroes, and heroes also create circumstances.

This time, Wu Zetian has become a hero of the Martial Soul Empire.

He deactivated the Burst King mech, his clothes fluttering in the air.

When the man raised his hand to signal, the cheers immediately ceased, but those burning eyes still followed him intently.

"I deserve it."

He interrupted the Soul Masters who were about to speak up for him, and pointed at the crowd with his finger.

"Gentlemen, my friends, you are the true heroes of this war."

"If it weren't for your bloody battles, even if I were on the battlefield in person, I would not have been able to turn the tide of the war."

"Therefore, gentlemen, you are the true heroes!"

These words left the Soul Masters of the Spirit Empire with expressions of disbelief.

They were just ordinary soldiers of the empire, never imagining that one day they would receive personal praise from the Pope.
Even though I knew it was just polite talk, a warm feeling still welled up inside me.

Because at least the Pope of "No Thieves Under Heaven" would appease them.

In an instant, everyone was moved to tears, their loyalty to the Martial Soul Empire growing ever stronger.

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under the intense gazes of the crowd, Tianxia Wuzei thought to himself.

"Uh, I just said it on a whim, why did they all get so excited?"

Just as he was wondering what to do, the Thousand-Pound Douluo landed beside him.

His expression was solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.

“You little thief, an urgent report has come from the eastern battlefield. The main forces of the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are launching a fierce attack. It is said that Tang Xiao and Chen Xin have both appeared.”

"Although the fourth and fifth brothers can still hold on, the soul masters below are at a disadvantage. If possible, we need you to come to the aid of the eastern battlefield."

"No Thieves Under Heaven" did not rush to answer, but turned to ask the traitors and rebels.

"What do you say? Do you want to go to the Eastern Front to fight?!"

The thieves under heaven had been watching them work tirelessly to improve their skills over the past six months.

I think they've become obsessed with the feeling of controlling mechs, which is why they're so eager to improve their strength and reach the Soul Saint level as soon as possible.

There are many ways to quickly improve one's strength, and war is undoubtedly a very good one.

The three traitors' eyes lit up, and they nodded repeatedly.

"Of course! Our strength has improved so rapidly in the past six months because of the war."

"As long as I can catch up with the boss, it's all worth it, no matter how tired I am!"

The three men's confident demeanor gave the author, "No Thieves Under Heaven," a feeling of children growing up.

Then he treated all four women equally and questioned them one by one.

Without exception, the four of them decided to go to the eastern battlefield together.

Because they are a team.

"Good!" immediately declared the heroes of the western battlefield. "Heroes of the western battlefield, you may choose to stay and rest, or you may come with me to reinforce the eastern battlefield!"

"We swear to follow His Holiness the Pope to the death!"

Before the words were even finished, a deafening roar suddenly erupted.

The vast majority of them chose to continue fighting.

Because they knew that the young pope before them was leading the Spirit Empire to unprecedented glory.

Just as Tianxia Wuzei and others rushed to the aid of the eastern battlefield, Bone Douluo also returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At this time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School became much quieter.

Bone Douluo saw that Ning Fengzhi did not have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's main hall, and knew where he was at this moment.

After confirming that no one was following him, he reopened the spatial portal and headed to the secret base.

In the secret base.

"No, no!"

"Sect Leader Ning, I don't want to die! Just spare me, and I will follow your lead in the future!"

"It's a monster!"

Several people with Soul Saint-level auras collapsed to the ground; they were all non-family elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At this moment, a figure emanating an evil purple aura stood before them.

This person was none other than Bibi Dong. The Death Spider Queen's sharp, knife-like legs traced eerie purplish-black paths, tearing the space in front of her apart as if it were made of cloth.

The screams stopped abruptly the next moment. The Soul Saints were cut in half at the waist, and wisps of their aura drifted into Bibi Dong's nostrils.

She licked her lips obsessively, her infatuated expression a stark contrast to her exquisite appearance.

Ning Fengzhi, who was standing to the side, was also amazed, but he didn't feel any infatuation at all.

He knew perfectly well just how dangerous the woman before him was; even the image of a thorny rose couldn't describe her.

However, Ning Fengzhi still forced himself to speak.

This is the third batch.

He emerged from the shadows, the glass pagoda slowly rotating in his palm.

"How many trials are left to complete in the Rakshasa God's examination? If this continues, before you become a god, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be nothing but an empty shell."

Most of the non-family elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School did not die on the battlefield, but became food for Bibi Dong's divine examination.

Bibi Dong snapped out of her dazed state and stared coldly at Ning Fengzhi.

"A mere hundred or so lives." He retracted his spider spear, the purplish-black Rakshasa divine power flowing between his fingertips. "Once I become a god, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be the strongest force on the continent. This price is insignificant."

Her eyes were icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

Since Yu Xiaogang's death, this world has lost its meaning for her.

Now, the only things keeping her alive are revenge and that unattainable hope of resurrection.

Bibi Dong had absolutely no interest in building the strongest power on the continent.

But Ning Fengzhi had this idea.

Her deal with him was that after becoming a god, she would help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School remove obstacles on the continent and assist it in becoming the strongest force on the continent.

Ning Fengzhi got the answer he wanted and nodded slightly.

Of course he understands this.

Trading the lives of over a hundred non-family Soul Saint Elders for a single God-level combatant is an incredibly worthwhile deal.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed.

The space around Ning Fengzhi suddenly distorted, and the figure of Bone Douluo appeared out of thin air.

He glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, his expression unchanged.

Ning Fengzhi saw that Bone Douluo had returned early and, as always, inquired about his whereabouts.

"Uncle Bone, you're back so early. Has the thief still not shown up?"

"No, he has shown himself!"

boom--

Before she finished speaking, the violent Rakshasa divine power suddenly erupted, and the air around Bibi Dong became viscous.

"A world without thieves!"

Her murderous intent was impossible to conceal; she seemed to want to devour someone whole.

Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"So you've finally appeared? You're back so early, did you successfully kill Tianxia Wuzei?"

Bone Douluo shook his head, his tone solemn.

"No. Although Tianxia Wuzei is only a Soul Saint, he already possesses strength comparable to a Title Douluo. Tang Lie died at his hands."

"what?!"

Ning Fengzhi and Bibi Dong both showed expressions of shock, completely unexpected that Tianxia Wuzei had grown so quickly.

Bone Douluo ignored them and instead shared his own insights.

"We must kill him as soon as possible. If we let him grow any stronger, something unexpected might happen!"

Ning Fengzhi understood what Bone Douluo wanted to say.

It's not surprising that he was chosen by the gods because of his talent for being a thief-free world. If he were to become a god, it would be the end of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi was very clear about Tianxia Wuzei's personality.

Bibi Dong also realized the seriousness of the matter and felt a strong threat from the "No Thieves Under Heaven" trope.

For a moment, the secret base fell into dead silence.

After a long while, Ning Fengzhi slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes surging with killing intent.

The three exchanged glances, each seeing a shared resolve in the other's eyes.

This child must not be kept!
The killing intent collided in the air as if it were a tangible substance.

Ning Fengzhi, being a cunning old fox, quickly came up with an idea.

A wicked smile crept across his lips, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"There's someone who would be very interested in this. As soon as he appears, he'll definitely fall into the trap!"

The bloodstains on the wall had not yet dried, but a new conspiracy was already brewing.

At the same time, Tang San, who had just completed the fifth test of the Sea God on Seagod Island, sneezed without warning.

He touched his nose and muttered to himself.

"Strange, how come I caught a cold when I'm already a Soul Saint!"

(End of this chapter)