Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 532 Chen Hanhai: "Anyone can be under my body, but the Sea God Douluo cannot fall!"

The nights in the Southern Empire of Douling are usually cool, but today it's unusually hot.

The night is like a veil that veils the shy face of the universe, while the dazzling Milky Way is like the beautiful thread of the veil, embroidering exquisite patterns.

There wasn't a single cloud in the sky at that moment. The starlight came to this planet without any obstruction, reflecting in the eyes of all living beings. This was the universe's last act of tenderness.

A rainbow-like aurora spanned the entire sky, from the Guterres Hills of the Southern Douling Empire all the way to the Xingluo Mountains of the Xingluo Empire.

The aurora borealis danced wildly across the sky, its beautiful arcs leaping and pulsating beneath the veil of night, as if a vast array of elements burst forth from it.

Each element represents a color, and the colors intertwine in the sky, subconsciously reminding viewers of the abstract painters of the ancient Tiandou Empire, whose madness contains profoundness, and whose profoundness hides the beauty of thought.

But the beauty that stems from great power is often the greatest danger.

A large number of nocturnal soul beasts fell from the sky and died silently. If you look closely at their corpses, you will find that there is not a single wound on them.

However, if the corpses are examined using extreme mental power or a high-precision soul-guided detector, it will be found that the life essence of these corpses has been completely shattered by an unknown force.

The culprit that shattered the life essence of these corpses was the beautiful aurora, or rather, the elemental turbulence caused by the aurora.

Even a thousand-year-old soul beast would find it difficult to resist this level of elemental turbulence through its own soul power.

Various elements mixed together, eroding their soul power, and finally penetrating their bodies, silently returning them to the embrace of the underworld.

The people in the shelter below Lingdou City were strictly forbidden from going out. Most of them were ordinary people, and their bodies were exposed to the elemental turbulence, which was tantamount to playing with a 235 axis at zero distance.

The pain of the shattering of the very essence of life is comparable to the genetic collapse caused by radiation; one is the ultimate pain of the soul, and the other is the ultimate pain of the body.

This is also what makes the God-Slaying Fixed-Position Soul-Guided Cannonball so disgusting; those at the center of the explosion are fine, as they are simply absorbed into the air.

Those who are further away will suffer from the dual attack of radiation and elemental turbulence, with both their bodies and souls being punished, making it arguably the most desperate way to die.

In the Shrek City attack in the God of Emotions timeline, twelve million people died and two million survived. The two million who survived lived lives worse than death afterward.

Fortunately, dealing with these elemental turbulences is not difficult, at least not for Amon. He can pull his clones over and each of them can steal a piece, which is about enough. They can also be used as an attack method in the future.

Wearing a black pointed soft hat, Amon walked slowly inside the deep pit, his pace unhurried, heading towards the core.

At the heart of the pit, soil covered a tall body, and in the distance lay a dark blue helmet, slightly dull but not broken.

On that body, a crack emitting a scarlet light spread from the right shoulder all the way to the left waist.

Through the cracks, one could clearly see the writhing of every organ; the blood, upon touching the scarlet light, was transformed into a part of the light.

This former king of the sea has lost his royal dignity and composure, resembling a warrior waiting to die.

Even though he was injured like this, the killing power was constantly eroding his body and eroding his life force, but he never uttered a single cry of pain.

His azure eyes still seemed bright and alert, gazing quietly at the dazzling Milky Way in the sky.

"Are they here?"

"Since you're here, don't hide anymore, come and look at the stars with me."

"The Milky Way—it's so beautiful."

The last time I saw this Milky Way was when I was sailing on the sea.

The land is excellent, more civilized and developed than the sea, with richer entertainment and culture, but only under this starry sky does the land fall short of the sea.

"The light of the soul guide lamp obscured the starry sky, and many sea soul masters forgot how bright the stars on the sea really were. On the vast ocean, the brilliant starry sky was the only beacon."

Being able to see the starry sky means being alive, and it means being able to live forever.

Amon pushed up his monocle over his right eye, sat down on the small mound next to Chen Hanhai, picked up the fallen Poseidon helmet, wiped the dust off it with his sleeve, and placed it beside him.

"Indeed, I agree. The starry sky over the sea is more beautiful than that over land."

Chen Hanhai laboriously raised his hand and placed it on the sea god helmet beside him, carefully rubbing the wear marks on it with his palm.

"This helmet was once the family's pride, representing the glory of God and a symbol of domination over the sea."

"And now—haha, it has become a shackle binding the family."

"Fish that have come ashore are no longer fish, and birds that have taken to the sky can no longer tolerate the confinement of a cage."

"Freedom, what an unfamiliar word."

"It wasn't until I came ashore, and after living here for so many years, that I realized we also have the right to pursue freedom."

We are not anyone's slaves; we are human beings, entitled to choose the life we ​​want.

"I'm giving you that helmet; I don't need to tell you how to use it."

Chen Hanhai tossed the helmet next to Amon. The azure metal was covered in dust, making it look nothing like a precious, complete artifact.

Amon picked up the helmet and said calmly, "Chieftain, it seems you already know."

"I'm curious, when did you find out?"

Chen Hanhai chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes somewhat unfocused, and said, "A long time ago, you didn't think I was stupid, did you?"

"It's so weird that everyone suddenly started wearing a monocle, isn't it?"

"Your ability must involve fate; even if someone else is replaced, no one will sense anything unusual."

"Three years ago, your abilities were relatively weak, unlike now where they are so perfect, and your divine sense can detect some clues."

"Although I knew it, I used my mental power to deceive myself, blocking out this kind of knowledge, and have been deceiving myself until today."

"Because it was you who encouraged me, supported me, and showed me why I live."

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"You are my people."

Amon pushed up his monocle. The humanity Huo Yuhao showed him made him fall silent, a rare occurrence for him, and the playful smile he usually wore was nowhere to be seen on his face.

"You're a bit obsessed, or rather, you've been obsessed for the past three years."

"The battle of Xingluo City had a much greater impact on you than I imagined."

Chen Hanhai chuckled lightly, not answering the question, but looking at the gradually brightening sky, and said to himself, "I remember everyone's gaze and expression that day."

"Ha, so I can be expected to do something, instead of just being a robot that carries out divine decrees."

"When the empire was first established, a large number of sea spirit masters came to the land. The surprise on their faces is still unforgettable to me. At first, we just wanted to use them as cannon fodder for the empire."

Later, it was gradually discovered that they actually regarded the empire as their own home.

Even without my orders, they were willing to fight the enemy to the death. On the battlefield of Wuyun City, not a single person retreated.

"In the past, when they encountered a strong enemy, they would usually scatter in a swarm."

"At that time, I realized that the empire might have become a spiritual pillar for many people, and the first home for fish after they came ashore."

"I don't know what you are, whether you're a ghost or a mischievous god, but you're not a bad person. At least you have your own bottom line, and having a bottom line is a luxury in this world."

"I don't know why you helped me get back on my feet, but I want to say thank you."

Even if it's all fake, the parched land, the comfortable beds, and the smiles of the sea dwellers are real.

"The people of the sea should not be bound by gods; it is time to say goodbye to them."

Amon stood up. The rising sun in the east cast its first rays, casting long shadows across the earth.

At the edge of the newly formed basin, a large number of figures slowly emerged from the air. These people varied in appearance, age, and gender, but the only thing they had in common was that they all wore a monocle in their right eye.

They raised their palms in unison, and the elemental turbulence in the sky began to disappear at a visible speed.

Chen Hanhai also saw them. The sunlight touched his body, and he felt the warmth of the sun for the last time. The sunlight on land and the sunlight at sea are different, but he was already familiar with the sunlight on land.

"Is Tang San dead?"

The sudden words made Amon turn around, and after a moment of hesitation, he lied.

"He's dead. That explosion was enough to kill an unsuspecting level three god. He wasn't even reduced to ashes."

"Haha, cough, it seems he's nothing special after all. My trump card that I've been hiding for so long hasn't been wasted. I was originally planning to save it for Di Tian."

"My fireworks are big enough, aren't they? In a sense, this water explosion technique is my strongest soul skill."

Isn't it interesting? The strongest ability isn't a divine gift or a 100,000-year spirit ring, but rather an inconspicuous 10,000-year spirit ring.

"The Magic Network has warned people to be careful of Soul Masters' Soul Skills. There are quite a few Soul Skills that can kill you when you first encounter them in this world."

"It's a pity I couldn't finish off Di Tian, ​​who made me look so pathetic back then."

Chen Hanhai laughed heartily, disregarding his injuries, and forced himself to sit up. He used his mental power to command his body to remain stable, and finally sat steadily on a rock.

The sun was still rising in the east, its rays turning his silhouette golden.

This rock resembles his former throne, its azure eyes carrying the majesty of a former king of the sea, and its steady voice conveying a sense of relief.

"It's almost time. I don't know what you want, but this body might be useful to you."

"Chen Hanhai cannot die! The Sea God Douluo cannot fall now."

The war in the Southern Empire of Douling is still undecided. If the Sea God Douluo dies, the Douluo Allied Forces will not let this opportunity pass, so this identity must exist.

"This body can house anyone, but the Sea God Douluo must fight for his family and empire!"

"So I have only one request: let the Southern Empire of Douling continue, let them still have a home, don't let it fall, please—"

For the first time, a plea appeared in the eyes of this majestic Sea God Douluo, not for the divine decree or for himself, but for his family and empire.

Under the rising sun, Amon's figure gradually overlapped with Chen Hanhai's, their shadows merging into one and stretching to the edge of the land in the sunlight.

"it is good."