Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 18 Instantly Kills Contra! The Prototype of a Sixteen-Winged Angel!

Spirit Hall!

Ten days later, when the Soul Hunter team returned, covered in dust, and saw the streets lined with guards and Soul Masters, many of them choked up on the spot.

"We're finally back."

It wasn't easy. I spent less than three days in the far north, but I suffered more hardships than I've experienced in my entire life!

Seeing this group of travelers who looked like beggars, many passing Soul Masters stopped to watch curiously.

"How strange, how come a beggar from our Spirit City can sneak in?"

"That's interesting. Is the guard at the gate dozing off? Letting just anyone in, what are they planning to beg for? Gold Soul Coins?"

"Haha, that's interesting."

"Wait, you bunch of idiots!!!"

Seeing the group getting more and more outrageous, a passing cardinal broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down on one knee without saying a word.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

The leader lifted the hood covering his face, revealing a flawless face. His pale purple eyes glanced lightly at the Soul Master who was terrified and kneeling in fear, and then he walked past gently, carrying the white dumpling in his arms.

"Elder Ju, I'll handle these people!"

As more and more people gathered, the cardinal gritted his teeth and said, "These audacious and insolent bastards must be punished."

"His Majesty has no intention of pursuing this matter, so why are you in such a hurry?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo, unusually, did not agree. Instead, he frowned and reprimanded, "Everyone makes mistakes. To kill someone over a mere disagreement is the greatest damage to my Spirit Hall."

The cardinal looked bewildered: "Huh?"

"You may be spared the death penalty, but you cannot escape punishment," Chrysanthemum Douluo said coldly, looking down at the kneeling men. "You are hereby expelled from Spirit City and sent to the countryside to help people awaken their spirits."

With a flick of his sleeve, Chrysanthemum Douluo strode forward, following Bibi Dong's figure.

This trip to the far north made him realize that the once stoic and terrifying Pope had changed his nature at some point, his methods becoming less ruthless and more humane.

It doesn't look that assertive, but that makes people want to follow it even more.

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"High Priestess, she has returned."

A middle-aged man with thick, black hair approached the angel statue and gently bowed to the old man who was meditating with his eyes closed, saying, "Bibi Dong carelessly sent the elite troops of the Spirit Hall to the far north, resulting in heavy casualties."

"This might be our chance to overthrow the Papal Palace."

Qian Daoliu did not speak. He faced the peaceful six-winged angel statue and quietly prayed with his eyes closed. His aura was not visible, his beard and hair were all white, and wrinkles appeared on his face, just like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

However, when faced with Qian Daoliu, the Lion Douluo, who stood at the pinnacle of human combat power and had reached level 97 in soul power, appeared even more reserved.

"What benefit would it bring to the Spirit Hall now that the Papal Palace has been overthrown and all power reclaimed from the lower and middle levels?"

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes and looked at the Lion Douluo behind him. His gaze was neither deep nor penetrating, but it instantly made the atmosphere in the entire hall extremely oppressive.

"Whether it's Bibi Dong or us, we are all an inseparable part of the Spirit Hall. If a conflict arises, the Spirit Hall will inevitably be the one to suffer the consequences."

Qian Daoliu did not refuse forcefully, but instead calmly stated the facts.

"Over the years, Bibi Dong has done a great job, winning over impoverished soul masters and sparing no effort to split the empire and sects. Although her methods are somewhat radical, there is no denying that she is qualified as the Pope."

"Under her leadership, the Spirit Hall is even stronger than before."

Seeing the Lion Douluo's unyielding expression, Qian Daoliu shook his head and sighed softly, "Even if that woman is indeed consolidating power and constantly weakening the influence of the Hall of Offerings, what do we have to fear?"

"The greatest power of the Hall of Offerings comes from its own strength."

"Great Master, I have learned a great deal."

After a moment of silence, the Lion Douluo bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Go down."

".yes."

"Rotten wood cannot be carved," Qian Daoliu shook his head silently as he watched the Lion Douluo frown and leave, clearly not taking it to heart.

But when he looked up at the six-winged angel statue again, the calm expression on his face froze.

Amidst the golden aura slowly gathering above the six-winged angel statue, tiny wisps of white light inexplicably appeared, like serpents slithering about, recklessly devouring the minuscule golden particles.

"Someone come here!!!"

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically: "Quickly send people to investigate what Bibi Dong has gotten herself into trouble with in the far north!!"

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne, her right hand supporting her head, and gray-purple soul power continuously poured into the animal skin notebook from the fingertips of her left hand.

Meanwhile, the contemporary saint Hu Liena stood carefully to the side, looking at the words displayed in the notebook. Meeting the expectant gazes of the crowd below, she solemnly read aloud each word.

[We've finally succeeded in subduing Bai Ze!]

[Haha, this guy is so arrogant, he's sleeping soundly in my soul's abode and doesn't want to come out, but the feeling brought by the soul contract is just too amazing!]

[I can feel that when my power and Bai Ze's power merge, it also brings about a peculiar effect, even beginning to influence the characteristics of my martial soul. However, it's too weak, and my martial soul's foundation is too strong. Otherwise, I might have witnessed the Eye of God transform and evolve again in my lifetime!]

Indeed, there are limits to being human; I really don't want to be human anymore.

"A soul contract with an imperial auspicious beast can even promote the evolution of a martial soul?!"

Upon hearing Hu Liena's description, the eyes of the crowd below the stage immediately turned fiery, and even Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the throne, couldn't help but clench her fingers.

Martial Soul Evolution!

His Holiness the Pope is already this strong; if his martial soul evolves further, then...

Hu Liena clicked her tongue and continued to turn to the next page.

[After leaving the far north, I encountered something disgusting again, like Contra?]

[So fragile, one punch and it's over.]

Contra, it's a matter of one punch.

You're just a Soul Emperor, you bastard!

Even Hu Liena stared blankly at the words on the notebook, stammering as she read them aloud.

[Having successfully returned to the Spirit Hall, and following my father's advice, I should attach a spirit ring with a mental attribute to the Eye of God. Finding such a ring is difficult, but fortunately, deep within the primeval forest, someone discovered traces of the 100,000-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant.]

I refused my father's suggestion to bring the entire Spirit Hall force to hunt the Evil Eye Tyrant, and embarked on my journey alone.

Even with Bai Ze's power, the Evil Eye Tyrant, whose attributes were suppressed to the limit, was nothing more than a soul killed by his fists!

[The Evil Eye Tyrant bestowed upon me a soul bone attached to my left eye. After absorbing this 100,000-year-old spirit attribute soul ring, I not only successfully advanced to the Soul Saint realm, but my Eye of God also received a large amount of replenished spiritual essence. With Bai Ze's intervention, some unexpected changes occurred.]

A black line appeared in the eyeball, and a ring of small white wings grew around the Eye of God.

白色翅膀

Everyone's expression froze, then suddenly changed.

"Master, Master."

Hu Liena looked at Bibi Dong and stammered, "I can't see the contents of the notes."

(End of this chapter)