Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in Dragon King

Chapter 85 Plague Bringer

The Plaguebringer swung his scepter, pressing the tip of the scepter against the blade of the Holy Cross Sword, leaving a deep scratch on the scepter.

The Plague Messenger retreated rapidly, waving his scepter. His soul ring flickered, and green skulls appeared out of thin air, twisting and rushing towards Qian Mo amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Gusts of cold wind blew, but Qian Mo's expression did not change at all. The holy light emanating from his body could help him resist all evil.

"Holy Roar!"

The sacred spiritual storm spread rapidly around Qian Mo, and the evil soul masters who passed by felt their souls hurt as if they were being pricked by needles.

The Plague Messenger groaned, a look of pain showing on his face. He could hardly hold the scepter in his hand. The impact speed of the green skulls suddenly slowed down a lot, and there were even signs of disintegration.

Even the evil soul masters affected in the surrounding areas slowed down their movements, giving the action team a chance to suppress them.

Qian Mo's eyes were cold, and he swung the Holy Cross Sword down mercilessly. Simultaneously, the figure of the Evil Eye materialized behind him, and countless dark green branches burst forth from the ground, wrapping around the Plague Messenger with lightning speed. The branches secreted a purple liquid, instantly burning holes in the Plague Messenger's black robe.

The Plague Messenger reacted extremely quickly, and was instantly covered by the green plague. His entire body turned into thick green mist and dissipated through the gaps between the branches.

Qian Mo twisted the sword in his hand, and the sword light turned into holy flames that filled the sky, burning fiercely on the wisps of green fog.

The next moment, the green fog gathered together again, revealing the true form of the Plague Messenger.

At this time, the Plague Messenger was covered with a layer of green plague all over his body to resist the burning of the holy flame.

The Plague Messenger gnashed his teeth and said resentfully, "Damn the divine attributes!"

The sacred attribute originally had a significant inhibitory effect on evil soul masters like them, not to mention Qian Mo's high-quality sacred attribute that had never appeared in Douluo Continent. The combat power of evil soul masters would be forced to be suppressed by more than 30% in a fight. He was simply the ultimate nemesis of evil soul masters.

The Plague Messenger felt very uncomfortable with the feeling of being unable to use his strength, so he immediately made up his mind to fight quickly and decisively.

A strange emerald green mist rose from the Plague Messenger's body, and pieces of dark green battle armor flew out from the storage soul guide device and fit tightly on his body, but their luster was dim, and the soul guide core array engraved on them was obviously crude, far from Qian Mo's one-word battle armor.

In fact, with the strength of the Plague Messenger Six-Ring Soul Emperor, he should have at least several two-word battle armor parts, let alone a set of two-word battle armor. However, he can only use this set of one-word battle armor, which is obviously of low quality. This is because no blacksmith is willing to forge metal for this group of notorious guys.

Battle armor is a major pain point for evil soul masters. Even the Super Douluo and Extreme Douluo of the Holy Spirit Church do not have a true four-character battle armor.

Their four-character battle armor is actually advanced to a four-character battle armor through the continuous nurturing of the three-character battle armor. It is fundamentally different from the four-character battle armor supported by Tianduan, and its power is naturally incomparable.

This is also the reason why the Holy Spirit Church can only be timid even though it has two Ultimate Douluo, who are both among the best among the Ultimate Douluo.

Qian Mo saw the Plague Messenger donning his battle armor, but he didn't flinch. The armor's "sky" symbol emerged from beneath his skin, transforming him into a blazing sun, floating in the air. His sacred aura enveloped the battlefield, reducing the power of all the evil spirit masters' abilities to varying degrees. This phenomenon immediately caught the attention of all the evil spirit masters, and the next moment, they all charged towards Qian Mo.

However, all the soul masters and mecha brigade of the action team simultaneously blocked the evil soul master's actions. The weakened evil soul master was unable to break through the blockade of the action team for a while.

The Plague Messenger raised his scepter high, and a gloomy and hoarse voice rang out, "Come, enjoy the plague feast I bring you!"

With the Plague Messenger as the center, the creepy dark green spread out in all directions. Green bubbles emerged from the ground. Wherever they passed, the ruins were corroded, the grass and trees withered, and all life disappeared, which was terrifying.

The fourth soul ring on Qian Mo's body flickered, and the angel danced in the air. His aura continued to rise, and the flowing light on his wings sprinkled down in pieces, turning into holy flames that filled the entire venue, forming a "firebreak" in the horrified eyes of the plague messenger, firmly blocking the plague in a certain area.

The plague messenger was extremely frustrated at this time. The plague that had always been effective in the past could not spread at all.

The blazing and dazzling sword light seemed to fall from the sky. The Plague Messenger slammed the ground with a scepter in his hand. Green bubbles burst, and countless green mists poured out from the green ground, rushing towards Qian Mo wailing like a wandering ghost.

Qian Mo could clearly feel the resentment in the green fog. This resentment came from the humans who were brutally killed by the plague messenger. Their souls were integrated into the plague and driven by it.

A hint of disgust flashed across Qian Mo's eyes, and the surging murderous intent in his heart could not be suppressed. He held the sword upright in front of him with both hands, "Today I will help you escape!"

The four soul rings kept flashing, then melted like snow and finally merged into one, and a holy light from the Holy Cross Sword rushed into the air.

The next moment, holy light shone upon the earth, and the plague slowly dissipated in the holy light. The plague filled with wronged souls was purified, and the tortured souls were liberated and dissipated into the heaven and earth.

When the Plague Messenger saw this scene, his eyes were bloodshot. Those were the souls he had painstakingly collected by committing murder, but they were all destroyed by Qian Mo in just two moves.

"You little bastard, I want you dead!"

The Plague Messenger transformed into a green plague and soared into the sky, rushing straight towards Qianmo. Qianmo opened the eight wings behind him, and moved flexibly in the air. He kept waving the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, and rays of holy light fell, and the green fog became transparent little by little. The Plague Messenger's condition was constantly weakening.

The two chased each other, gold and green kept colliding in the air, and the battle was very fierce.

When Qian Mo dodged a thick green fog, a gloomy aura suddenly appeared behind him.

Qian Mo's expression remained unchanged. The Dragon Snake Rider appeared out of thin air behind him, raised the heavy Dragon Snake Shield and fiercely blocked a bone spur more than three feet long that was stabbing from behind.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him. He was thin and dressed in gray, but his arms were exceptionally large. He raised his right hand, and a bone spur over three feet long protruded from his index finger.

"Your breath is like salted fish that has been rotting for a month, so smelly that it makes people feel sick," Qian Mo's cold voice sounded, and his deep golden eyes looked at the man in gray.

(End of this chapter)