Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Long Chen, who was amplified by the Silver Dragon King, and Tang Wulin, who possessed the Blue Silver Emperor, stood at the forefront and took the brunt of the attacks.

Thanks to the blessing of the Goddess of Life and the restorative power of the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang Wulin's injuries were relatively the least severe.

The others were now almost all covered in blood, their clothes were torn, and their soul power was greatly depleted.

Fight back fiercely!

It has come to the final moment of life and death.

Everyone gave it their all, squeezing out every last bit of their potential!
However, the hope of breaking through was extremely slim.

The two strongest opponents, Tang Fan and the Golden Lion Soul Saint, haven't even really made a move yet.

With just these large numbers of Soul Masters, Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and several Soul Saints, they are already close to completely wearing them down and exhausting them.

In this desperate situation, Gu Yuena resolutely used her mental power to send a telepathic message to everyone:

"I'll stay behind to cover your retreat and help you break through to the east. That's where the defenses are weakest, so survival is the most important thing."

The humans in this team were all friends she had rarely acknowledged, and they were Lu Jun's life's work. She absolutely could not stand by and watch them perish here.

Their potential is limitless; they will undoubtedly become the pillars of the continent in the future, and the most crucial figures in the impending war of the gods.

"I'm going to run away like this, feeling so humiliated? I'm not going to accept that!"

Although Xie Xie usually laughs and jokes, he has a stubborn and ruthless streak deep down, especially when he can't stand Tang Fan's ugly face.

"If Brother Lu were here... he wouldn't have the right to be so arrogant!"

If only Lu Jun were here...

At that moment, almost everyone had the same thought pop into their minds.

In their eyes, at this moment, the only one who could create miracles and lead them out of their predicament was the white-clad boy who always brought surprises.

Gu Yuena bit her red lips, her heart filled with inner turmoil.

How to do?
Should we risk using the deeper power of the Silver Dragon King?

If we expose too much under the federal government's nose... will we be discovered?

If Lu Jun finds out... will he be angry?

However, through telepathy, she could clearly sense that although Lu Jun was rushing over at full speed, he was still hundreds of miles away from this place.

It will take more time!
The cold rain lashed their faces as the eight men faced a relentless onslaught with nowhere to retreat.

Amplified, Long Chen roared, his power of light burning to its limit, desperately blocking most of the attacks.

Tang Wulin pushed the Blue Silver Emperor to its limit, causing countless vines to grow wildly in an attempt to protect his companions behind him.

The situation was extremely difficult!

If it weren't for these two acting as the strongest meat shields, there would probably have been casualties long ago.

This scene was heartbreaking for Guan Yue, Qian Gu Qing Feng, and other big shots who were watching from the shadows through special means.

Only Angel Douluo Le Zheng'en, standing at the forefront, remained expressionless, quietly watching his descendant Le Zhengyu's performance in the face of adversity.

Qian Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but speak up:

"How about... we intervene?"

"Without Lu Jun, is it... too harsh to make these children face such a lopsided enemy?"

Le Zheng'en, however, did not turn his head, his voice cold and firm in his refusal:

"Lu Jun, Lu Jun, don't forget, Lu Jun himself is only thirteen and a half years old. He's not much older than these children!"

"Lu Jun is able to have his current strength because he has experienced far more hardships and trials than others."

“These children relied too much on Lu Jun’s guidance and protection before. Now that Lu Jun is gone, this is the best, and also the cruelest, test for them!” “Trust them. I feel… they still have some trump cards up their sleeves.”

Le Zheng'en's tone carried the decisive and ruthless air of a seasoned soldier:
"Don't worry, these eight children, along with Lu Jun, are the most precious strategic resources of the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda. We will never let them die here. With the Federation's current level of soul guidance technology, even if they are on the verge of death, we have a way to pull them back from the brink of death."

"But at this moment, we must trust them, push them to their absolute limits, and squeeze out all their potential!"

He paused, his voice heavy.

"After this battle, the Federation will provide them with sufficient resources as compensation. But this unavoidable challenge must continue. The Federation urgently needs them to grow rapidly, and for this... at all costs!"

Le Zheng'en's words caused Qian Gu Qingfeng and Xia Zheng, who was standing to the side, to exchange a cold glance. A hint of reluctance flashed in their eyes, but more so a sense of solemnity.

The federal government's level of attention to these children is beyond imagination, which precisely reflects the severity of the future situation and the enormous pressure the federal government faces.

Even the Federation is resorting to such cruel methods to accelerate the growth of geniuses...

It seems the future situation is not optimistic, and it may even spiral out of the Federation's control.

Could it be that... the Federation has already predicted that a war of gods will break out every ten thousand years, and that it will break out in this era?
Qian Gu Qingfeng's expression turned serious. He silently took out his communicator and reported the information to his family.

Twenty thousand years ago, a god-level war broke out on the Douluo Continent between the Sea God Tang San and Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue of the Spirit Empire. Ten thousand years ago, the Douluo Continent was once again engulfed in a war between countless gods hidden on the Douluo Continent and Huo Yuhao's ancestor because of the arrival of that divine artifact.

And this era is exactly ten thousand years old!
It seems they all need to prepare for the upcoming war of the gods...

Just then, on the battlefield, Tang Fan and the Golden Lion Soul Saint exchanged a smile and finally stepped forward.

"Forget it, to avoid any unforeseen complications, let's send you on your way as soon as possible. We can take your heads to claim the reward, and the price will probably go up even further."

Tang Fan grinned maliciously and stepped forward at the same time as the Golden Lion Soul Saint. The two three-word battle armors emitted heart-palpitating energy fluctuations.

Seeing that these two strongest three-word battle armor masters were finally about to personally join the battle, the last trace of hesitation in Gu Yuena's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a desperate madness.

The silver dragon spear in her hand emitted a high-pitched dragon roar, and behind her, a huge, majestic, and seven-colored phantom of a silver dragon king slowly emerged.

The immense dragon's might spread out like a tide, even temporarily suppressing the clamor on the battlefield.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Gu Yuena let out a cold shout, and seven-colored light burned around her like flames.

She is prepared to spare no expense and utilize even deeper levels of power.

Gu Yuena took a deep breath, a silver light flashing in her eyes. Her silver dragon spear trembled, and behind her, the huge phantom of the Silver Dragon King slowly emerged, with seven-colored elemental light beginning to gather wildly around her.

The phantom of the Silver Dragon King behind Gu Yuena let out a deafening roar that shook the surrounding area like a thunderclap, resounding across the entire grassland and temporarily drowning out the sound of wind and rain.

Everyone was shaken to their core.

Gu Yuena held the Silver Dragon Spear upright in front of her, with the tip pointing downwards. The seven elemental energies around her converged at an unprecedented speed, merging into the spear.

"Seven Elements, Dragon God Descends!"

Her cool voice rang out with supreme authority.

Clad in a one-piece battle armor, she seemed to have transformed into a female warrior on the battlefield, with dazzling seven-colored divine light bursting from her silver dragon spear.

The spear thrust out, and the earth trembled!

Amidst the rain, a dazzling rainbow tore through the heavy curtain of rain, as if a majestic silver dragon had unleashed a deafening roar and soared into the sky.

Heaven and earth are eclipsed by it!

The silver dragon spear's light was as swift as lightning and as fierce as thunder from the heavens.

In an instant, it pierced the foreheads of several Soul Emperors who were trying to surround and attack it with unparalleled precision.

"Puff puff!"

The sinister smiles on the faces of the several Soul Emperors froze instantly. A tiny bloody hole appeared between their brows, the light in their eyes quickly dimmed, and their bodies went limp, dying instantly. (End of Chapter)