Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 189 Bibi Dong's Ambition for Godhood!
“Moon Pass, Ghostly Appearance.” Bibi Dong’s voice suddenly rang out, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Your subordinates are here." The two titled Douluo immediately bowed and replied, their posture even more respectful than before.

"Is the remaining wisp of light within you still behaving itself?" Bibi Dong's gaze swept over them, seemingly concerned, but in reality, she was assessing their potential combat strength.

A barely perceptible twitch flashed across Yue Guan's face as he respectfully replied, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine now. It's just that I occasionally experience a slight burning pain when I push my soul power to its limit, but it's not a big problem." Ghost nodded slightly from beneath his black robe, indicating that the situation was similar.

"Hmm." Bibi Dong responded calmly, her fingertips lightly tapping the gem at the top of her scepter. "You've all heard the news Salas brought. A peak Douluo with an ultimate sacred martial soul has sided with the Beast God Pavilion. What are your thoughts?"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged another glance, both seeing deep worry in each other's eyes. Yue Guan cautiously spoke, "Your Majesty, that eight-winged angel is terrifyingly powerful, and its attributes are...and they are completely incompatible with our cultivation methods. The Beast God Pavilion is now very powerful, and its high-end combat strength should not be underestimated. A direct confrontation is probably not a wise strategy..."

A ghostly, hoarse voice interjected, its tone tinged with a rare hesitation: "Especially its divine attributes, which are particularly effective against Your Majesty... and us." He vaguely sensed that Bibi Dong's power was also related to darkness and evil, making this holy angel a natural enemy.

“Restraint?” Bibi Dong suddenly let out a low, cold laugh, a laugh filled with a chilling madness and confidence. “Do you think that my power is limited to that of a mortal Title Douluo?”

Her words struck like a thunderbolt, piercing the hearts of Yue Guan and Gui Mei! The two titled Douluo looked up abruptly, their eyes filled with disbelief, as they gazed at His Holiness the Pope on the throne, whose aura grew increasingly profound and terrifying.

Bibi Dong was pleased with their reaction; she needed subordinates who were absolutely loyal and ambitious.

She slowly stood up, and an aura of pressure far exceeding that of a peak level 98 Douluo mixed with an indescribable, higher-level divine aura slowly spread out. Although it was weak, it carried an essential sense of crushing power!
"I have already gained the favor of the gods and am currently undergoing the trials of the Rakshasa God!" Her voice carried supreme majesty and allure. "Once I pass all the trials, I will inherit the Rakshasa Godhood and become the true god who rules over the world's slaughter and evil!"

"A divine...divine test?! The position of the Rakshasa God?!" Yue Guan exclaimed in shock, his face filled with unbearable horror, even forgetting to sway the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his hand. His eyes widened, and his body trembled slightly from extreme shock.

His lifelong pursuit was nothing more than advancing his martial soul to reach a higher level of Title Douluo, while His Majesty the Pope... was already on the path to godhood?!
That's a god! A legendary being, immortal and indestructible, possessing the power to create and destroy worlds! Compared to a god, what is a Title Douluo?
The black mist surrounding the ghostly figure surged violently, revealing the turmoil raging within him. Though silent, the clenched fists beneath his black robe betrayed his inner turmoil. God… that was the ultimate goal all Soul Masters dreamed of! And the Pope they served was the chosen one!
Bibi Dong took in the reactions of the two people and continued in a seductive voice: "When I become a god, let alone an eight-winged angel, even Qian Daoliu, the entire Beast God Pavilion, and even the two great empires will be nothing more than ants that can be destroyed with a flick of the wrist!"

"On this continent, there will be only one voice, and that is the voice of this Emperor!"

She looked intently at Yue Guan and Gui Mei: "You two have followed me for many years with unwavering loyalty. When I ascend to the divine throne, I will naturally not mistreat those who have rendered meritorious service."

"Immortality, living as long as heaven and earth... perhaps, it is not an unattainable fantasy."

"Immortal life...living as long as heaven and earth..." Yue Guan murmured these words repeatedly, his breathing instantly becoming heavy, and his eyes bursting with an incomparably fanatical and greedy light!
Although a titled Douluo can live for hundreds of years, they will eventually turn into bones. But immortality... what an enormous temptation!

He suddenly knelt down, his voice trembling sharply with excitement: "Your Majesty! No...Your Majesty! Yue Guan is willing to follow Your Majesty to the death, serving you faithfully, even unto death!"

"Help His Majesty complete the divine test and ascend to the divine throne!"

He thought with wild joy: "If His Majesty becomes a god, and in consideration of the hard work and dedication that I and Old Ghost have put in over the years, even if we haven't achieved anything, he might grant us eternal life... Even if it's just extending our lifespan by a few thousand years, that would be an immense blessing!"
"What Chrysanthemum Douluo? In the future, I, Yue Guan, will be a divine servant! My status will be far more esteemed than it is now!" Ghostly Demon also knelt down silently without any hesitation, expressing his loyalty and choice with the most resolute posture.

Eternal life and power held a fatal attraction for someone like him who walked in the shadows. To follow a future god—this was an investment worth risking everything for!
Looking at the two elders, who were completely conquered by the prospect of God and whose loyalty had reached its peak, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with satisfaction. A combination of kindness and severity was the way to manage subordinates.

“Very good.” She sat back on her throne, regaining her composure. “Then, the current predicament is merely a small stumbling block on the path to godhood. The strategy needs to be adjusted.”

She hesitated for a moment, a calculating glint in her eyes: "Pass down the order:"

"First, send more elite spies to closely monitor the Beast God Pavilion headquarters and the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy in Tiandou City, especially the movements of that eight-winged angel!"

"I need to know everything about her! But remember, without my order, no one is allowed to provoke her. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"

"Second, inform our people in the Star Luo Empire that we can appropriately increase our efforts to 'persuade' the Star Luo royal family, making them more aware of the threat posed by the Beast God Pavilion. Perhaps we need an 'ally' to share some of the pressure."

“Third,” Bibi Dong’s gaze deepened, “the plan remains unchanged. Preparations for hunting the Titan Ape and the Azure Bull Python will proceed as scheduled.”

"But the operation must be even more secretive, and if necessary... I will personally intervene. If I can successfully absorb these two 100,000-year soul rings and soul bones, my strength will surely break through its limits! At that time..."

She didn't say anything more, but the ambition and coldness in her eyes said it all. Before absolute power, what are eight-winged angels, what are the Beast God Pavilions—all will be crushed!

"As for the Hall of Offerings... for now, there's no need to let them know about the Eight-Winged Angels and the Divine Trial." Bibi Dong snorted coldly. "Let them remain silent."

"Yes! Your Majesty is wise! We will do it right away!" Yue Guan and Gui Mei replied in unison, their voices filled with unprecedented enthusiasm and fervor.

At this moment, their eyes no longer held the fear of the eight-winged angels, but only the boundless longing for Bibi Dong's path to godhood and the desire for "divine grace" that they might receive in the future.

The two bowed respectfully, then quietly but firmly withdrew from the Papal Palace, preparing to carry out the Pope's will.

In the empty hall, only Bibi Dong remained once again. A chilling killing intent and an ambition to become a god intertwined in her eyes.

"The power of a god..." she murmured to herself, feeling the intoxicating fluctuations of the Rakshasa divine power within her. "The Rakshasa divine position... I must obtain it. Anyone who stands in my way, regardless of who they are or what kind of martial soul they possess, will only face...destruction."

“Ling Han… your eight-winged angel is destined to become one of the best sacrifices for my Rakshasa Godhood.”

(End of this chapter)