Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 120 The Sword Douluo Falls, Heading Straight to Heaven Dou City!
"Cough cough."

Chen Xin struggled to get up, but being severely injured and on the verge of death, he could only collapse helplessly.

Sikong Zhen flashed and appeared in front of Chen Xin, conjuring a lightning spear in one hand and aiming it at Chen Xin's heart.

"Die."

The spear thrust out, piercing through Chenxin's chest.

Before the blood could even splatter, it was evaporated into a blood mist by the lightning.

Chen Xin's eyes widened, his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

This swordsman, who had dominated the continent for decades, had his life come to an end!

Sikong Zhen released his grip, and the thunderous spear dissipated. He examined Chen Xin's corpse and found that he didn't even have a single soul bone, which disappointed him.

A level 96 peak Douluo didn't even have a single soul bone.

Sikong Zhen shook his head, turned around and looked around. The battle of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was nearing its end.

Three thousand Storm Army mechanics darted through the ruins, their lightning cannons roaring and their claws tearing through the air. The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were forced into retreat, their corpses littering the entire sect.

Ning Fengzhi's body lay quietly in front of the main hall, his right arm charred black at the break, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

With the enhancement of soul power, Sikong Mingde's voice resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

The remaining disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School looked at each other in bewilderment. Soon, some of them dropped their weapons, and then they all knelt down in a flurry.

"We surrender!"

"Don't kill us!"

Soon, about two hundred soul masters from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School chose to surrender.

Many of them are direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters, whose combat power is almost zero.

Faced with the ferocious Storm Army, there was simply no room for resistance.

Sikong Zhen landed beside his grandfather and scanned the surrendered Soul Masters: "Grandpa, what should we do with these people?"

Sikong Mingde pondered for a moment: "The auxiliary abilities of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters are indeed valuable. Keeping them will be beneficial for future battles."

Saying,

Sikong Mingde turned to the Storm Army and ordered, "First squad, stay behind and guard these prisoners. The rest of you, come with me to Tiandou City!"

"As ordered!"

One hundred mechanical figures stepped forward and surrounded the surrendered Soul Masters in the center.

Aside from those destroyed in the battle, the remaining Stormtroopers quickly assembled, their metallic bodies gleaming coldly in the morning light.

Sikong Zhen looked up at the sky: "Grandpa, if we set off now, we can reach Tiandou City before midnight."

"Ah."

Sikong Mingde nodded, a sharp glint in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Xue Ye should have received the news by now. We must rush into Tiandou City as soon as possible to prevent any unforeseen circumstances!"

"it is good."

A glint of lightning flashed in Sikong Zhen's eyes. "At least the Hall of Offerings won't intervene. Even if other Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall are involved, we are not afraid."

Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo will definitely lend their full support; they have no shortage of high-end combat power.

The grandfather and grandson smiled at each other.

Immediately afterwards, he led the Storm Army in a grand march towards Tiandou City.

Rumble.
The roar of the advancing metal army shook the earth.

……

Tiandou City, the Imperial Palace.

"Report——!"

A scout rushed into the main hall in a panic and knelt down: "Your Majesty, an urgent report from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Marquis Weiyuan, Sikong Mingde, and his grandson, Sikong Zhen, have led a large army to attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Ning has already..."

Emperor Xueye abruptly stood up from his throne and demanded, "Sect Leader Ning, what's wrong? Speak!"

The scout's forehead touched the ground, his voice trembling: "Sect Master Ning died tragically, and His Majesty Sword Douluo has also perished. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is almost completely wiped out."

"what!"

Emperor Xueye was struck dumb, staggering back two steps before grabbing his throne to avoid falling. The assembled officials in the hall erupted in uproar; upon hearing that even Sword Douluo Chen Xin had perished, terror appeared on every face.

"Sikong Mingde, how dare you!"

Emperor Xueye gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, "This is blatant rebellion!"

next moment.

Emperor Xueye suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a sharp, cold light: "Issue my decree! Immediately close all the gates of Tiandou City, and have the Imperial Guards on high alert to guard the palace!"

"At the same time, order the loyalist army to assemble outside Tiandou City and prepare to fight the Storm Army!"

"Yes!" The scout accepted the order and left.

Inside the main hall, the ministers looked at each other in bewilderment.

An old minister stepped forward: "Your Majesty, since Sikong Mingde dared to attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he must have made thorough preparations."

Should we?

"Are you trying to make me run away?" Emperor Xueye coldly interrupted. "I am the Emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire. How can I retreat in the face of battle!"

He surveyed his ministers on a snowy night, his voice as cold as ice and as fierce as an angry dragon's roar: "My beloved ministers, now is a time of life and death for the empire. If any of you have disloyal intentions, do not blame me for showing no mercy!"

The officials all knelt down: "Your Majesty, we swear to serve you to the death!"

Emperor Xueye took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down: "Marshal Golong."

"Chen is here!"

Goron, clad in heavy armor, stepped forward.

"You shall immediately lead the Royal Knights, in coordination with the 200,000-strong army that came to the aid of the king, to set up defenses outside Tiandou City and ensure the complete annihilation of Sikong Mingde's rebel army."

"As ordered!"

“Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, Zhilin.” Xueye looked at the three old men again.

These three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and among the few Soul Douluo powerhouses in the Heaven Dou Empire, stepped forward and replied, "Your subject is here."

"The three education commissioners, take the teachers from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and guard the Heaven Dou City."

"According to the order!"

The three of them, Meng Shenji, responded in unison.

Orders were quickly issued, and the entire Tiandou City was like a hornet's nest that had been stirred up, plunging into an unprecedented atmosphere of tension.

The people hid in their homes in fear, and the streets were only guarded by fully armed imperial guards.

On a snowy night, the Emperor stood alone by the window, gazing at the distant sky, and murmured to himself, "Sikong Mingde, I underestimated you."

Xueye thought Sikong Mingde would back down, but she didn't expect him to rebel!
……

A quarter of an hour later.

Ten miles outside Tiandou City, Sikong Mingde and Sikong Zhen led the Storm Army to a halt.

"Grandpa, there's an ambush ahead."

Lightning flashed in Sikong Zhen's eyes. Through the perception of his Thunderous Eye, he had already discovered the Royal Knights hidden in the forest.

Sikong Mingde sneered, "Xue Ye's reaction was not slow."

He then turned to the Stormtroopers and ordered, "Prepare for battle! Charge the Lightning Cannons!"

More than two thousand mechanical figures simultaneously raised their claw arms, and the soul guidance cores on their chests began to shine with dazzling light.

Thunderous energy gathered at the muzzle, emitting a chilling hum.

"put!"

At Sikong Mingde's command, nearly three thousand lightning cannons were fired simultaneously, pouring down like a torrential rain on the forest ahead.

"Boom boom boom——!"

Amidst the continuous explosions, trees were snapped in half, and dirt flew everywhere.

The Royal Knights, who were hiding there, were not expected to be discovered. Caught off guard, they suffered heavy casualties in an instant, with over a thousand dead or wounded.

"charge!"

Seeing that the ambush had failed, Marshal Goron led the remaining knights out to fight.

Thousands of heavily armored knights galloped on horseback, creating a magnificent spectacle.

(End of this chapter)