Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

"careful!"

Lu Cheng remained expressionless and gave a soft shout.

At the same time, his mental sharing reached its peak, and the flow of time around him seemed to slow down. Ice shields rose up in front of him, mainly protecting the back row, that is, the reserve team, Wang Dong'er, Ning Tian and others.

Ma Xiaotao, on the other hand, fared rather badly.

Even with Lu Cheng's reminder, they could only manage to save themselves.

Ma Xiaotao's wings trembled and contracted as she tried her best to protect herself. Dai Yueheng used the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Chen Zifeng used "Defense," and Xixi was encased in an ice shield by Ling Luochen...

"Boom!"

A terrifying roar emanated from the cave.

The corpses of countless civilians and evil spirit masters suddenly swelled, then erupted with a terrifying force. Bone fragments, foul-smelling yellow blood, and thick green corpse poison turned the place into a living hell. This explosion was not a one-time event. During the first corpse explosion, many evil spirit masters were still fighting and were swept away and killed by the explosion, becoming the energy source for the second corpse explosion.

Immediately following was another earth-shattering explosion that swept through the entire cave.

And then I heard about the explosion.

Xuanzi, who was drinking above the cave and was slightly dissatisfied with the lackluster bandit suppression and the inability to teach that little beast a lesson, suddenly had a moment of daze.

My heart started pounding.

Oh no! Under his leadership, the team is about to get into trouble again!

"..."

As he took in everything inside the cave, his gaze gradually became vacant.

Even though Lu Cheng's reminder was timely and he also shared his spirit, it was still difficult to overcome.

However, many of the inner court disciples who rushed to the front and were in the core area were still seriously injured. Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yueheng were the strongest and were not infected by the corpse poison. The former barely managed to stabilize herself and coughed up blood, but the latter was knocked unconscious by the powerful shock wave.

Xi Xi, Yao Haoxuan, and Chen Zifeng fared slightly worse, their bodies tainted with corpse poison, but fortunately they didn't lose any limbs; their faces were just purple, and they clearly needed urgent treatment.

Gongyang Mo and Ling Luochen were positioned further back. Gongyang Mo was also protected by an ice shield placed on him by Ling Luochen, so his injuries could only be considered minor, but he was temporarily unable to use his soul power and needed to recuperate for a while...

In other words, under his leadership.

Before that little beast could even suffer the brutality of the evil soul master, the entire Shrek Academy's regular team, on whom so much hope was placed, was the first to be crippled...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Xuanzi's eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred as he stared intently at the Death Messenger who was trying to escape in the distance.

"You beast, I'll kill you!!"

The phantom of the Taotie Divine Ox slowly emerged behind him, and a thick, steady, earth-yellow soul power surged from his body. Xuanzi stretched out his hand and aimed it at the Death Messenger in the distance, and a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared.

It suddenly pulled the latter figure towards it.

"..."

The Grim Reaper's pupils suddenly contracted, his face turning bitter. Another expert?!

But at the critical moment of life and death, he happened to catch a glimpse of the corpse of another evil soul master, and a plan came to mind.

"Drink!"

So, during the glide, the Grim Reaper touched the eye (the corpse of the Evil Soul Master), used R Flash (soul skill) to adjust his position, and rammed the (corpse of the Evil Soul Master) into Xuanzi, thus creating a teleportation.

"Boom~"

The exploding corpses obscured Xuanzi's vision.

The person drawn to the latter's palm was replaced by a bomb.

The bones and flesh exploded, leaving Xuanzi's face filthy.

Although the damage is not high, it is extremely insulting.

After Xuanzi wiped his vision clean, he realized that the Soul King had already disappeared.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Only Xuanzi's angry roar remained inside the cave.

the other side.

The Grim Reaper executed a dazzling display of skill, making a graceful escape. While still savoring his own performance, a shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes: "That damned old bastard, he wiped out my life savings in an instant. But thankfully, these things helped me stop him..."

He glanced at the dozen or so inhuman-looking corpse slaves standing at the end of the cave. With them there, if they all self-destructed at the same time, it shouldn't be a problem to stop the old man who seemed to be a Super Douluo.

"When I return, even a Title Douluo will be reduced to a corpse slave..."

and many more.

The Grim Reaper's pupils suddenly contracted.

At the far end of the field of vision, right in the center of the twelve corpse slaves, stood a figure dressed in a turquoise outfit, clearly one of the outsiders who had previously invaded the cave. But the more one looked at his face, the more eerie he became.

The incredibly handsome young man was now leisurely sitting on the shoulder of a burly corpse slave, looking at him with a playful gaze.

His blood-red eyes were filled with a sinister charm.

From this perspective, it's as if the other party is the ruthless killer, while he appears to be an honest and kind person.

"No... why didn't the corpse slave attack him?!" The Grim Reaper's eyes trembled, and even his escape speed slowed down, his eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Only he could command those corpse slaves; anyone else who approached would be instantly torn to shreds.

But this young man... remained so calm.

Just as he attempted to manipulate the corpse slaves, he was struck as if by a hammer blow, his mind reeling and pain spreading through his brain.

His control over the corpse slaves had long been unknowingly taken away.

when?!!

P.S.: Two more chapters tonight, I'll try to write as much as possible today.

Chapter 114 [Evil Soul Master Version] Lu Cheng; Is Undead + Corpse Explosion a Good Idea? (3k)

Could it be... someone in the same industry?

The atmosphere grew increasingly eerie. The Grim Reaper's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He stared intently at the young man, his gaze unfriendly, and said, "May I ask who you are, daring to block the path of the Grim Reaper?"

"A guy who has just touched the edge of death magic and has already sacrificed his body... dares to call himself a messenger of death? Does the god of death know about this?" Lu Cheng jumped down from the burly corpse slave with a smile, his smile gentle and warm, just like a certain upright young master.

This posture was like a gentle breeze, but the messenger of death felt increasingly terrified.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from behind, the cave shook violently, and the powerful aura drew ever closer.

"Who exactly are you! You're not very old, but you're putting on quite a show. Get out of my way, and I won't hold your rash actions against you today, otherwise..." The Grim Reaper's face turned ugly.

"Otherwise what?" Lu Cheng asked with interest, scrutinizing the Grim Reaper.

As the strongest Soul King in the second era of Dou Di Zhuan, this one can indeed be described as "superpowered". After all, he can detonate corpses and use all the flesh and bones of the corpses as energy. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the explosion. There is no limitation of the corpse (no need to spend time or experience to mark it), no cooldown, and it can be triggered at any time.

In certain specific locations, it's practically a bug-level existence.

Especially on the battlefield, or in places where you have to gather a lot of people.

After the corpses explode, the resulting shockwaves and corpse poison become sources of damage, and those killed by the corpse explosions become the energy source for the next round of corpse explosions.

The cycle repeats itself, and the power even increases exponentially.

In the simulator, he also stayed in the Holy Spirit Cult for a period of time. There were also some incredibly talented evil spirit masters, but they were far inferior to this freak.

and so……

He won't let this guy get away with it.

"Otherwise, once I escape, I will surely kill you!!!" the Death Messenger roared, and then a deep purple soul ring rose from the bottom of his feet. The surrounding walls suddenly exploded, and countless corpses were thrown out from the cracks in the walls, exploding in mid-air and forming a continuous corpse explosion. Although its power was not as great as before, its momentum was by no means bad.

Poisonous fog rose everywhere.

The Grim Reaper glanced coldly at the area concealed by the dense, dark green corpse poison. "It was originally intended for that Title Douluo to buy time, but you've wasted it. Whatever, there are still the Twelve Corpse Slaves..."

Just as he was about to regain control of the corpse slave, his body stiffened again, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

"Wait, you...you're not dead?!"

"Ha ha……"

A figure slowly emerged from the dark green corpse poison.

Pure, flawless snowflakes fall around it, making it seem like a king from the far north. Its extreme ice has a restraining effect on most poisons, including corpse poison.

Therefore, upon sensing the ultimate ice, the surrounding corpse poison dissipated as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

Lu Cheng remained calm, his smile gradually fading.

"An evil spirit master?"

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to do these fancy things in front of me, including those guys who call themselves evil soul masters."

"After all, the guys who dared to do these things... all ended up in my stomach."

"..."

The Grim Reaper's eye twitched violently, and he suddenly sensed that something terrible was about to happen.

It seems he has provoked an extremely terrifying being.

"Want to try being devoured by a corpse slave refined and nurtured by your own blood essence?" Lu Cheng said with a smile and a leisurely look in his eyes.

"no no……"

"Can't wait?"

Lu Cheng's smile gradually faded, and he lightly snapped his fingers. "Then I'll grant your wish."

"Roar!!!"

In the next instant, the twelve corpse slaves rushed madly towards the Death God's messenger. They were all made from the corpses of Soul Emperors or even Soul Saints, and their bodies were impervious to blades and spears, and water and fire. Their hatred and resentment towards the Death God's messenger caused the latter to be disemboweled in just a moment, blood splattering everywhere, and devoured by the swarming corpse slaves. Even the bones were smashed and swallowed.

This shows how deep the hatred was.

"They're all pitiful people, let's go..."

Lu Cheng shook his head.

What I fear most is not death, but a life worse than death, where the soul is imprisoned in a container, which is eternal torment.