Douluo: Traveling Through the Universe, Reversing Time and Space

Chapter 276 The Confrontation of the Tenth Soul Skill

The space in this era is extremely stable. Even the strongest cannot break it and create cracks. Not even Emperor Tian can do that.
But these two level 100 warriors did it. Their collision was fierce enough to exceed the limits of space.
The Pope holds the Holy Sword of Angels, bathed in divine light, and surrounded by the fire of the Sun, looking like a female warrior.
The Grim Reaper held a scythe in both hands, and wore bone armor, exuding an extremely cold and terrifying aura.
Both of them had many scars on their bodies. There was a deep wound on the Pope's abdomen, and the surface was filled with the black aura of death.
There was a deep sword wound on the Grim Reaper's left thigh. The wound was almost half the diameter of his thigh, and the bones were broken.
The two sides continued to exchange injuries, each move was potentially fatal, but both sides were at a high level and were able to neutralize the other's moves.
The two have been fighting non-stop until now, neither dares to let their guard down. For them, any mistake could be fatal.
The Death God's expression was very unhappy. This was completely different from what he had expected. The Pope was clearly his junior, yet now he had the power to rival his own. This made him very angry.
"Die!" The Death God seized the opportunity to release his sixth soul skill, and the Death God's sickle slashed out at the same time, the blade sharp and unmatched.
The Pope released a shield to neutralize the opponent's fatal attack.
As the "Angel True Body" Pope retreated, his seventh soul ring flickered.
To fully utilize the abilities of one's angel spirit.
The seventh soul ring of the Death God's True Form also lit up.
The Pope transformed into a holy angel, a hundred feet tall, his body illusory, composed of holy energy and flames, and his six wings gently flapping behind him.
The Grim Reaper transformed into a somewhat hideous humanoid monster, holding a scythe, and was no smaller than the six-winged angel that the Pope transformed into.
After releasing their martial spirits, both became much larger, and with the overwhelming energy, the people on the ground could see much more clearly.
The intensity of the fight between the Pope and the God of Death, who used his martial soul, reached another level.
Within a minute, there were nearly a hundred clashes. The Grim Reaper's brow furrowed, realizing that something was wrong.
Before, the opponent's divine energy was unable to restrain his own strength, but when both of them entered the spirit body state, suppression began to appear, and he fell into a subtle disadvantage.
"Even if there is some restraint, I will never lose to you," the Death God was very confident.
The Pope said nothing, but just kept attacking.
The two sides continued to exchange soul skills. In terms of soul skills, Death God still had the advantage. After all, the first nine soul rings were all at the 100,000-year level, which would provide him with 18 soul skills.
The Pope has more normal spirit rings, and is inferior in both the number and strength of his spirit skills.
The Death God's configuration of soul bones is also better than the Pope's, and each soul bone is of the 100,000-year level.
The Pope's six soul bones are all 99,999 years old, one year short of 100,000 years.

The combined power of the six soul bones is comparable to that of six hundred thousand year soul bones, and at best is on par with that of the God of Death.
Compared to various basic configurations, the Pope is at a disadvantage, but she has a well-known advantage over the Death God.
That was the attribute. Holy energy had some restraint on the God of Death, while the Sun God Fire allowed the Pope to continuously draw upon the power of the sun. This attribute advantage was the basis for the Pope's confidence in slaying the God of Death.
Their fierce battle lasted for over an hour before they realized it. Shi Yu's Eight Spider Lances were almost numb from swinging, having killed at least five thousand soul masters. Unexpectedly, the battle in the sky hadn't ended yet.
Death and the Pope exchanged a blow, then pulled away. Death said darkly, "Do you think you're the only one who can borrow power and I can't?"

As he spoke, he began to absorb the death energy from the ground.
The death toll on the ground from both sides totaled over 100,000, and the energy of death generated was enormous.
The God of Death can use this death energy to replenish his own consumption.
"I won't give you this chance!" The Pope attacked even more fiercely, mobilizing divine energy and the Sun's divine fire to purify the death energy.
This stopped the Reaper's recovery to some extent, but it didn't stop it completely.
Another hour passed, and both the Pope and the Grim Reaper were seriously injured, but the outcome was still undecided.
The two of them were at a considerable distance, neither of them rushing to attack. However, the tenth soul ring in the outermost layer was faintly glowing, and both of them wanted to use their last move to decide the outcome.
They used every trick they could, exhausted all their soul skills, and even used their own soul skills, but they still couldn't defeat the opponent.
Their strength is very close, and the only way to determine the winner may be to rely on the strongest tenth soul skill.
The power of this soul skill will definitely be enough to determine the winner.
Of course, this could also lead to their mutual destruction, as the power of this tenth soul skill was not something that could be easily endured.
They had no intention of retreating, nor could they retreat. If they retreated, they would be giving the other party the opportunity to become a god.
Once the other party becomes a god, the balance will be completely broken, and there will be no question of redeeming the situation later.
Simply put, running away today would mean certain death, but a fight to the death would still offer a chance. Both of them understood this, and therefore tacitly agreed to light up their tenth spirit ring.
Being surrounded and attacked by a group of people, Shi Yu suddenly looked up at the sky and felt a suffocating breath.
Others also looked up at the sky one after another. Many people felt uncomfortable, as if the world was coming to an end.
The high-level fighters on both sides tacitly distanced themselves, looking at the sky with serious expressions, extremely nervous. It seemed that the outcome was about to be decided.
"Purifying Holy Light!" the Pope shouted, and his tenth soul ring shone with a dazzling light, illuminating an area of ​​100 miles. It made it difficult for those on the ground to look directly at the sky; the light was too bright.
The tenth soul ring of the Death God also lit up, and the death energy in his body continued to surge out, forming a huge phantom of the Death God.
His body was already enormous at this moment, and the shadow of death he created was even larger, as if it were ten thousand feet high. Shi Yu and the others on the ground could see it very clearly, as if it was right in front of them.
The shadow of the god of death became even more ferocious and terrifying, and it continued to absorb the death energy from the ground to strengthen its body.
"Lend me all your strength!" the Pope's voice came from the sky.
"Do as we said before the snapshot," the Spirit Hall's Great Elder said loudly, and began to pray sincerely for the Angel God in his heart.
The others also looked forward to it, some even chanting aloud, hoping that the angel would bring them a bright future.
Shi Yu saw the people from the Spirit Hall suddenly do this, hesitated for a moment, and followed suit, offering a little of his own power to the Pope, although he didn't know if it would be of any use.
A somewhat inappropriate thought came to my mind, offering my energy to her.
The tiny glints of light within these people's bodies quickly converged towards the Pope. As the glints accumulated, they eventually converged into the Pope's body, providing her with a considerable amount of power.
The God of Death couldn't gather his strength like this. He also had faith, but it was slightly different from the Pope's faith, which meant he couldn't gather his strength like the Pope at this moment.
(End of this chapter)