Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 335 The End of Angels * Ragnarok, the Abyss Dimension Suffers Calamity

"My Lord, that bastard has arrived! Our Abyss Army is in grave danger. What should we do next?"

Seeing that the Abyss Saint King was suddenly in a bad mood, the strategist Zhi Di immediately lowered his voice, bowed his head and bent over, and asked furtively.

"What to do? How could I be helpless against that brat? For now, all I need to do is temporarily avoid his attacks, and he'll be powerless!"

The Abyss Saint King waved his hand and said with great pride.

"ah?

Emperor Zhi's mind went blank. What do you mean by "temporarily avoiding the limelight"? Do you mean a full retreat?

At this moment, the Second Emperor of the Abyss, Spirit Emperor, discerned the Abyss Saint King's thoughts. He immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and exclaimed in praise, "Saint King's wisdom is profound, far beyond our reach. We can only wait for a strategic retreat to recuperate, and one day we will surely be able to avenge our humiliation under the Saint King's command!"

Emperor Zhi: [○·`「·○]

You, a Spirit Emperor at the Divine Origin Realm, actually dare to steal my job as a lackey?!

He immediately took three steps forward, prostrated himself, and, his voice filled with passion, unleashed all the lavish praise he had learned from the Ghost Emperor: "Your Majesty, the Holy Ruler, is far-sighted, cunning, and a master strategist—you see through the truth that human lifespan is short while ours is infinite. We only need to use our lifespan advantage to outlive that villain, and then we can easily conquer his grave, ensuring he has no peace even in death!"

The Ghost Emperor said that some special cultivators in their immoral Holy Spirit Cult liked to do this, which is why they were at the very bottom of the Holy Spirit Cult's hierarchy of contempt. But the Wise Emperor thought this method was excellent and very suitable for their Abyss Army, which had no moral bottom line at all.

Upon hearing the two Abyss Emperors reveal the Holy Lord's far-reaching strategies, countless Abyss creatures knelt in unison. Bees buzzed, the Black Emperor danced, the demonic elephants swung their trunks, and ants moved their nests—as if they had already won a great victory.

Seeing this beautiful scene of everyone united as one, the Abyss Saint King's lips curled slightly, and he slowly said, "Issue my order: the army must retreat in an orderly manner without fail!"

The Abyss Saint King nodded slightly and spoke in a long, drawn-out tone: "This fierce offensive over the past half month has displayed the splendor and spirit of my Abyss Plane, forcefully thwarting the evil arrogance of the Blood God Legion. This is a manifestation of my will and a testament to your loyalty—"

A vernacular language, completely different from its previous style, slowly emerged from the mouth of the Abyss Saint King. It was clearly the evolution of the entire language system of the Abyss Plane brought about by the Ghost Emperor.

When the Abyss Saint King's mood improved after the Ghost Emperor showered him with compliments, he realized that human language had its merits and thus developed a liking for it, initiating a language reform.

If Feng Zaixing were here to listen to this, he would definitely say, "Your speech is a jumble of modernity and slavery, it's unbearable to listen to," unable to adapt to the abstract beauty of the Abyss Plane.

The Abyss Saint King sat high at the core of the plane, holding the phantom of the Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd, inspiring everyone. He would occasionally say things like, "The Ghost Emperor and the others have made great achievements in the outside world and are trying to open a second abyss passage," and "Mother's reinforcements are coming soon, we will surely win."

Regardless of their true feelings, the lords outwardly appeared incredibly excited, clapping and cheering in an orderly fashion.

"Boom!"

Just as the remaining Abyss army had all retreated and the Abyss Saint King's eloquent speech was about to end, the space of the fifth layer of the Abyss Plane collapsed with a deafening roar. The lords above the fifth layer were stunned by the tremor and lost their footing. The Abyss lords ranked lower were even knocked to the ground.

The Abyss Saint King's face instantly turned ashen. As the master of the Abyss Plane, how could he not understand what was happening outside?

The fifth-level lord of the abyss, the new Scythe Emperor, has been killed by that brat!

Just as he opened his eyes in anger and looked out into the abyss plane, a brilliant golden light caught his eye first, as fast as lightning.

"Um?"

The Abyss Saint King was puzzled for a moment, then recognized it as Feng Zaixing's Golden Dragon Spear, a top-tier divine artifact.

What is he planning to do? Kill his way to the vicinity of the plane?

The top experts of the Blood God Legion did infiltrate the Abyss Plane in the past to hunt down lower-ranked Abyss Lords to buy time, but that was because I knew that the death of an Abyss Lord was not a big deal, so I didn't pay any attention to it. Does this little thing think that I can let him hunt down his subordinates so easily?

The Abyss Saint King couldn't understand it.

However, he soon saw something else: Mu Ye and the other nine Blood Gods rose into the air, using blood to create the Blood God Array!

The immense power of the Douluo Continent was activated and descended upon Saint Evil Formless's body, instantly elevating his aura to its peak, exceeding the level of a hundred, and releasing a heaven-reaching pressure at the true god level.

"Go ahead, we'll do our best to support you here, the rest is up to you."

"At the head of the Blood God Formation, Mu Ye shouted loudly."

"Rise again, revive Douluo Continent!"

"Lord of the Palace, revitalize our Douluo Continent!"

The eight Blood Gods shouted in unison, each face a canvas of a myriad of emotions, displaying trust, resolve, and hatred.

"Um."

Saint Evil Formless Body responded from afar, its soul rings pulsating and shining, its entire body transforming into a golden radiance, its twelve wings unfurling as it soared into the deep, dark space of the Abyss Plane.

"Bang! Bang! Bang—"

Soon, a deafening collapse sound echoed from the later layers of the Abyss Plane.

Without a doubt, the Abyss Lords ranked lower only possess the combat power of a Title Douluo, and are no match for a god-level expert.

Strictly speaking, even weaker quasi-god level powerhouses are not qualified to contend with god-level powerhouses. In the Abyss Plane, only the top-ranked beings who have come into contact with god-level power can fight against them; the rest of the lords are simply throwing their lives away.

At this moment, from the Wise Emperor who was at the Divine Origin Realm, the Fierce Emperor who possessed divine power, the Demon Emperor who had a divine body and two lives, to the lackey Wise Emperor, not a single Abyss Emperor dared to take action to fight. All the lords' gazes involuntarily turned to their beloved Holy Lord.

There was no other way; if there was even the slightest hope of victory, they would all want to join forces and capture this arrogant scoundrel, so as to demonstrate the methods and abilities of these Abyss Emperors.

But didn't you see that the new Scythe Emperor was captured and hunted down before he even understood anything? The Demon Emperor is confident that he can beat the Scythe Emperor by a few points, but he can't possibly crush him.

The strength of the Spirit Emperor and the Fierce Emperor has surpassed that of the Demon Emperor by another level, but there are still those who, along with the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, have simultaneously entered the God-level realm.

The difference is like heaven and earth. Even before the Blood God Formation was activated, Feng Zaixing had the ability to send them to their deaths within three moves, let alone this monster after the Blood God Formation was activated.

"With my strength, I would perish the moment I clashed with him. This person's spiritual power is too strong."

As Emperor Ling compared the spiritual power of the two sides, he seemed to see his own miserable fate of being like an egg hitting a rock and shattering at the slightest touch.

You must not go! Absolutely not! Going means death, and the next emperor of your clan will not be the same person you were born after death!

The Abyss Saint King was furious with his subordinates who usually clapped loudly but failed at crucial moments, but the continuous vibrations coming from above made him unable to ignore them.

He had no choice but to suppress his anger, casting a hateful glare upwards, and with a divine mandate in his mouth, he mobilized the power of the abyss plane to send it far away.

"You junior human from the Douluo Continent, how dare you invade my territory?"

"Boom!"

The answer to the Abyss Saint King's question was another explosion. The Six-Clawed Demon Emperor, ranked ninety-seventh, was pierced through the body by the Golden Dragon Spear for the second time, slammed to the ground and nailed to death. His body and the plane he was on were simultaneously reduced to ashes.

After finishing this, Feng Zaixing looked down and sighed helplessly: "Your Majesty, I am sometimes bold and sometimes cowardly. When I am cowardly, I like to kill enemies to bolster my courage. The more you threaten me, the more excited I get to kill."

Before he finished speaking, the ninety-sixth plane beneath his feet shattered, and the Golden Dragon King's furious roar resounded in all directions.

"Awoo~ Old Feng, why are you wasting your breath talking to him! He's just bullying you because you're an educated person. He's just a minor plane lord who only maintains his first-level god strength through the blessing of another plane. I'll show you what I mean!"

As the Golden Dragon King spoke, he swung his dragon claws together, tearing through the sky as easily as taking something from a bag. The dragon claw marks, sharp as the Ten Directions Divine Sword, directly pierced through the three layers of the abyss's protective layer. Countless abyss creatures were instantly shattered into blood mist energy, which was swallowed by the giant dragon and turned into sustenance.

The abyssal creatures fell silent in fear. They hadn't even figured out what was going on with the human boy, and now this lawless dragon demon king had appeared.

Where did this level of True Dragon powerhouse come from? They're even more evil than the Abyss Clan!

The Abyss Saint King also frowned deeply, because he sensed that while the Golden Dragon King's dragon soul was devouring the creatures of the abyss, it was also devouring the most fundamental energy of the three layers of the abyss, which was the abyss's fundamental energy that even he valued!

"Awesome! One more move, Golden Dragon Annihilation Killing Array!" The Golden Dragon King's divided soul solidified into several parts, and in his ecstasy, he unleashed his signature move, releasing a lawless and violent domain that crushed the ant-like abyssal creatures with its destructive aura, bringing a small amount of fear to the gods of the divine realm.

The saying "If we can't beat the Five God Kings of the Divine Realm, can't we beat you?" probably best describes the true state of mind of the Golden Dragon King's split soul at this moment.

"asshole!"

Unable to ignore his opponent any longer, the Abyss Saint King leaped up, his Heavenly Saint Abyss Splitting Halberd projecting forward and striking the Golden Dragon King.

Pierce through its scales on its massive body.

However, the moment the two made contact, the Golden Dragon King's split soul body became ethereal, causing the Abyss Saint King's triumphant attack to miss its mark.

"In terms of cultivation level, I am temporarily inferior to you; but in terms of combat experience, you are ten thousand years behind me! Go back and start training again!"

The Golden Dragon King's split soul roared, its body shifting and solidifying again. A dragon tail lashed out at the Abyss Saint King's waist, sending him flying. The powerful roar echoed throughout the ten directions of the plane.

"kill!"

Without a second thought, the Saintly Evil Formless Body was unleashed. The seventh and ninth soul rings of the twelve-winged angel suddenly lit up, and the divine artifact, the Heavenly Saint Cross Sword, appeared in his hand. The radiance of the angel's true form instantly illuminated the space of the 108th layer of the abyss, as if constructing an endless domain encompassing the universe.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's End * Ragnarok!"

A dazzling array of five colors burst forth from the twelve wings of the angel, condensing behind the Saintly Evil Formless Body into a boundless gate of light ten thousand meters high, blending reality and illusion, mysterious and unpredictable.

In the next instant, tens of thousands of angelic warriors surged forth, clad in armor and wielding weapons, swords and slingshots in hand. A rain of arrows pierced through hundreds of layers of air, sword light annihilated abyss lords one after another, the vast, boundless offensive threatening to engulf the entire abyss space in dust.

"Rumble—"

The explosion was so sudden and extremely loud that even the Abyss Saint King, who had suffered a minor loss, was momentarily confused about how many layers of the Abyss plane had collapsed and shattered in that instant.

On this day, the Abyss Plane is destined to suffer calamity!

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