Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Although the contact area with her is small and the pressure is high, if she were to strike, the force would be even smaller and the pressure would be very low.

It doesn't achieve the effect of decapitation at all.

They might not even be able to scratch her skin.

Even though she is weak now, the trapped beast can still be activated, absorbing 99.99% of the power transmitted through the guillotine.

In this situation, she didn't think the guillotine could kill her, nor did she think any ordinary weapon could kill her.

Can an ordinary weapon compare to a single strike from Sendo-ryu?

Even a full-force attack from Qian Daoliu at his peak could only severely injure and cause the trapped beast to vomit blood, but it wouldn't be fatal.

Ordinary weapons are of little use against high-level trapped beasts.

Did Qian Daoliu consider what might happen when he made this decision?

Chapter 218 So I killed them all.

Qian Daoliu...didn't he think of that?

Or did he think I lost all my strength after falling into a coma, or that there was something special about this guillotine?

A hint of doubt flashed through Ning Rongrong's mind, but she quickly began to argue her point.

Qian Daoliu's actions cannot be said to be entirely without reason.

Ning Rongrong knew her own strength, so she knew that the guillotine could not threaten her, and even Qian Daoliu could not threaten her.

But others are different.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family clearly thought the guillotine would kill her and were gloating.

Meanwhile, the group led by her father in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seemed to think she wouldn't survive the day and were worried about her.

As for the potential members of the Holy Spirit Cult among the crowd, they probably don't know. Perhaps they'll be scared into revealing themselves.

The real purpose of Qian Daoliu may be to scare away other members of the Holy Spirit Cult with this scene.

Ning Rongrong didn't understand, but she could only speculate like this.

After all, it's her turn to make the decision now.

The guillotine was just a formality to her; she now faced two choices.

The first option is to resist directly.

Breaking free from the restraints, shattering the guillotine, and even instantly killing Qian Daoliu who was right next to her were not difficult tasks for her.

As long as she activates her fourth reverse soul skill, Nine Treasures Amplification, to increase her all attributes and soul skill level, and then uses her sixth soul skill to strip away and restrict Qian Daoliu's spatial power, followed by repeatedly stacking power through Beast Trapping, amplifying the power by removing the restriction that "cannot be used when using Beast Trapping," and then using her fifth soul skill, Glazed Judgment, to unleash the power, she is confident that no one present can withstand this simple combo.

The same applies to a thousand streams.

However, for a thousand streams, perhaps it's necessary to first reduce his speed.

but!

Direct resistance is not a perfect option.

In full view of everyone, at the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, in front of representatives from all sides of the continent, if she were to defiantly resist, it would be tantamount to confirming her identity as the "Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult," confirming a series of crimes, and dragging the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into an abyss of no return...

Therefore, if you're going to resist, you have to resist to the very end.

Incomplete resistance is tantamount to no resistance at all.

If they resist, it won't be as simple as just killing Qian Daoliu.

Every witness, unless they are one of our own, must be killed.

And they were all killed...

Although Ning Rongrong didn't know what would happen after that, she felt that the good days might be coming to an end.

It means that the mainland is about to descend into chaos. If the mainland is in chaos, who can remain unscathed?

Unless... you're going to establish a dictatorship?

I won't talk about it...

The second option is to accept it.

Let the guillotine fall.

She won't die, not even a scratch.

But she knew her father, Ning Fengzhi, and her two grandfathers, Jian Gu, all too well.

They would never stand by and watch her be tortured.

The moment the guillotine falls, they will surely be unable to sit still and rush forward. If she doesn't move, most of these ordinary Title Douluos who don't even have the strength of level 99 will perish in the battle with Qian Daoliu.

This is not what Ning Rongrong wanted to see either.

If Ning Rongrong intervenes—that would be considered resistance, and she would be seen as making the first choice.

"Hey……"

After considering both options, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh.

Her body began to move.

"So be it, a dictatorship is better than being bullied."

Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, and the next moment, her whole body glowed with purple light.

The guillotine, in an instant, began to crack little by little from the blade, shattering into pieces on the ground.

Ning Rongrong broke free from her restraints.

This struggle, though seemingly insignificant, was no small matter in the eyes of others.

Ning Fengzhi's anxious expression turned into confusion, and his figure, which had been rushing out regardless of everything, abruptly slowed down.

The sword, bone douluo, and all the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples behind him were all caught in mid-motion, their pupils dilated in shock as they stared in disbelief at the petite figure on the execution platform.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, along with other sects close to the Spirit Hall, were equally shocked by Ning Rongrong's actions.

Their smiles froze on their faces, and one by one they fell down, the events occurring in close succession with almost no gap between them.

Qian Daoliu, who was closest to Ning Rongrong, was filled with boundless horror.

He had considered that Ning Rongrong would be weak after falling into a coma, and he also thought that she might still have a final trick up her sleeve...

But he never imagined that Ning Rongrong would break free from her restraints so easily, with such overwhelming force.

He was wrong, terribly wrong! This wasn't a weak prisoner at all; it was clearly—

Ning Rongrong didn't give Qian Daoliu a chance to finish thinking of a title.

Following her planned attack pattern, she absorbed Qian Daoliu's speed and used it to instantly kill those on the sidelines. After stacking up the power amplification layers of the trapped beast, she returned to the arena and unleashed her own mysterious combo attack on Qian Daoliu.

In Qian Daoliu's vision, purple light swept like a raging tide. With just one glance, Qian Daoliu realized that his thoughts and perception could no longer keep up with Ning Rongrong's terrifying speed.

Ning Rongrong's figure blurred for a moment in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and the next moment—

puff!

The sound of cloth being torn rang out.

Qian Daoliu felt an immense force pierce through his body.

His body was as fragile as paper, and his divine armor was folded in half.

Ning Rongrong's combo was incredibly powerful, severing Qian Daoliu in half at the waist.

He didn't even have time to make any defensive stance before his consciousness was instantly extinguished.

The horror on his face was frozen in time. His body swayed, and he fell straight down on the execution platform, kicking up a cloud of dust.

And this is just the beginning.

Ning Rongrong's gaze swept across the audience.

The terror on the faces of those Soul Masters who had not yet been killed, who belonged to the Spirit Hall or were close to the Spirit Hall, was just beginning to take shape.

then--

call out!call out!call out!call out!

Thin streaks of purple light sliced ​​through the air.

Those were small glass knives taken from the Glass Judgment, which Ning Rongrong threw at the group.

It was so fast that even its afterimage was difficult to catch.

With each flash of light, the life force in a region was instantly extinguished.

Exclamations, screams, bursts of soul power...

Everything flashed for only a moment before returning to deathly silence.

Elders and elite disciples fell in droves.

The Spirit Hall's Spirit Masters attempted to form an array to resist, but before the formation could be completed, the deadly stream of light pierced through their protective spirit power, precisely reaping their lives.

The whole process was breathtakingly fast.

In just a few breaths, the noisy execution ground within Ning Rongrong's sight fell completely silent.

The blinding sunlight shone on the ravaged ground, illuminating the corpses lying scattered about.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

Those who remained standing were the members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their faces pale and bodies stiff, but miraculously unaffected.

The purple light emanating from Ning Rongrong slowly subsided.

She leaped lightly from the execution platform and walked toward her father and two grandfathers.

She tilted her head, a long-lost girlish charm appearing on her face—a charm that Ning Fengzhi and the others hadn't seen in a long time—and her voice carried a hint of grievance and self-righteousness:

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone... they wanted to kill me, so I killed them all. Isn't that fair?"

Chapter 219 Following Poseidon