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

Chapter 21 Becoming a God at Level 100? The True Rakshasa Demon Scythe! The Spirit Hall Launches a Soul Hunting Operation!

The immense aura of death is more poisonous than arsenic to ordinary people, yet it is favored by soul beasts with the death attribute, not to mention the top overlord with the death attribute, the Death Spider King.

These are practically free supplements delivered to your door.

Even after absorbing the death energy carried by several Title Douluos, Bibi Dong clearly sensed that the quality of the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul had been slightly improved!

"It's a bit of a pity. They are all evil soul masters who have just entered the title stage. Their potential has been exhausted, and they pose no threat to me at all."

"If a few evil soul masters of that old geezer Qian Daoliu's level came, there might actually be a sliver of a chance to evolve."

If the top-quality Death Spider Emperor were to evolve again, it would likely truly become a god-level martial soul, and at that time it should be called the 'Death Spider God'.

Having relinquished her Martial Soul True Form and returned to human form, Bibi Dong licked her lips, her eyes filled with greed. But before she could finish speaking, the darkness that had subsided surged again, and a massive aura of death rapidly enveloped a spot, slowly coalescing into a faint human figure.

"etc--"

Bibi Dong felt as if her heart was being squeezed, her face stiffened, and before she could speak, a vast and boundless aura emanated from the figure, and in the darkness behind him, an incomparably tall phantom of a demon god appeared.

The demon god slowly lowered his head, blotting out the sky and sun, just like a true god looking down upon the human world!

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[The Nine Trials of Rakshasa: The Third Trial Completed!]

[Reward: 20% compatibility with Rakshasa God!]

[Divine Artifact Awakening: Partial Unsealing of the Rakshasa Scythe's Power!]

Unlike the Sea God and Asura, who are extremely picky god-kings, Rakshasa, as a first-level god, can be said to have gone to great lengths to guide the examinee step by step toward the predetermined path to becoming stronger, as long as a suitable candidate is found.

Even the most important inherited artifact was directly bestowed upon the user during the second divine trial due to some special reasons.

It is only because of the lack of Rakshasa God's affinity that this extremely vicious artifact has been in a semi-sealed state. Moreover, without the nourishment of Rakshasa God's divine power, the negative emotions remaining in the artifact will constantly lead people into darkness.

Of course, this is also another test for the successor.

If one cannot face the darkness, one will eventually be swallowed up by it and become a "Rakshasa High Priest" without self-awareness, actively searching for the next suitable candidate for the Rakshasa god.

"I'm alive?"

The Papal Palace, on the throne.

Bibi Dong, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly woke up with a start. Her eyes stared blankly ahead in fear. The white and gold gauze dress draped over her body was soaked with cold sweat, faintly outlining her incredibly alluring figure.

As the sun set, its gentle orange-red light spilled into the empty Papal Palace. The female pope, looking weak and with trembling legs, struggled to stand up, but her long, fair legs, which seemed to last forever, trembled uncontrollably.

Finally, he could only sit back down with a thud, his left hand covering his head as he gasped for breath, making the trembling mountain in front of his chest seem even more imposing.

Unfortunately, this rare sight went unappreciated, as it was all obscured by the twilight.

"Too careless, and too complacent."

Bibi Dong tilted her head back and lay down on the throne, covering her eyes with her right hand to hide the deep fear and helplessness on her face.

If the remaining death aura hadn't been insufficient to fully condense that person, and if that world-destroying finger had truly fallen before the demon god dissipated, even if he had actively activated his immortality, whether he could have preserved his complete corpse would have been uncertain.

"It's a pity that the last trace of death has dissipated."

It took Bibi Dong a long time to recover from her fear. With a gloomy face, she repeatedly reviewed the events, then silently stood up and regained the majesty that was unique to the Pope.

As if by divine intervention, after regaining my composure, a sudden realization dawned on me.

"Um?"

Offering Hall.

The old man, who had been sitting alone under the six-winged angel statue, slowly rose, his gaze fixed on the direction that faced the temple, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was jealousy, resentment, and also a sense of relief.

"To have reached this point with the power of a half-deity, Bibi Dong, I underestimated you."

Even the usually gentle High Priest couldn't help but let a hint of terrifying murderous intent rise on his face.

This talent is too good, too terrifying. It is indeed a good thing that Bibi Dong is truly of one mind with the Spirit Hall, but I am afraid that this guy, whose mind is filled with destructive desires, will lead the Spirit Hall into an irreversible abyss.

But when a stubborn little face with tears welling up in his eyes flashed through his mind, even this invincible high priest in the sky couldn't help but raise his eyes, shake his head, and sigh deeply.

"If Xue'er hadn't already lost all her loved ones, Bibi Dong..."

"I will kill you!"

Soul Masters above level 90 are called Title Douluo. In fact, it is only when they reach this level that they can be considered to have gradually broken away from the category of "human".

The transformed soul power, in turn, nourishes the body, not only rejuvenating it but also enhancing its physical attributes in all aspects. Whether it's the speed of recovery after injury or the toughness of the internal organs, it is no weaker than that of ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.

The difficulty of going from level 90 to 99 is several times greater than that of going from level 1 to 90, and the improvement of various abilities is also several times greater.

Therefore, when a Soul Master reaches level 99, they are no longer bound by the Soul Rings and Soul Bones they used to rely on, and can even be called a demigod!

"Is this the level of that old fellow Qian Daoliu?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them.

Now that she truly possesses the strength to rival the Hall of Offerings, there's no need to be so cautious about certain matters.

"Pass the word down."

"All Soul Douluo and above experts in Wuhun City should put aside all their current affairs and come to the Papal Palace for a meeting first thing tomorrow morning."

Bibi Dong stepped out of the gate and spoke softly to the void beside her.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A blurry shadow appeared in the air. Ghost Douluo bowed and greeted him, a hint of doubt flashing in his pale gray eyes.

They had only been separated for a short while when the powerful soul energy fluctuations emanating from His Majesty vanished without a trace. Previously, one could sense the terrifying aura emanating from her even upon approaching her, but now, standing right in front of her, she felt nothing at all.

Just like an ordinary person who has never awakened.

Staring into Bibi Dong's indifferent eyes, the ghost lowered its head even further.

"However, the urgent mobilization of a large number of high-ranking officials may cause unrest within the main hall. If Your Majesty is willing, could you provide some explanation?"

Because of the huge losses caused by the search for Bai Ze in the far north, the usually silent Hall of Worship could not help but stand up and demand an explanation. If they suddenly summoned people this time without any important matter, it would be difficult to avoid trouble.

"The planned Soul Hunting Operation should begin soon; the sooner we go to the Star Dou Great Forest, the better."

"As for the main hall?"

Bibi Dong smiled slightly: "There are many worshippers in the Spirit Hall, but there is only one Pope."

(End of this chapter)