Agent Time Travel: Apocalypse in the Magical World

After half a month of peace, Soul Messenger No. 128 and Soul Messenger No. 66 returned from the human world at the same time.

"Soul Envoy No. 106 sent a message that there are no wandering souls at all in the Wandering Soul Desert." Soul Envoy No. 128 said.

Qin Xiaoxian laughed: "I finally couldn't help it. Haha, I want to see how much trouble this Soul King can make."

Soul Envoy No. 66 brought his own soul slaves, and Soul Envoy No. 128 also recruited some new soul slaves, and they took Qin Xiaoxian, Lao Chang and Xiao Xiaojiu and rushed back to the lower area of ​​the Netherworld.

Just as they reached the lower area, the tide of wandering souls began.

On the edge of the lower Netherworld, the originally peaceful Netherworld Desert began to become restless, and invisible energy ripples gradually spread out like a stone thrown into a lake.

Countless wandering souls didn't know how to stand up from the sand, stretch their legs and start walking.

Some of them had empty eyes, while others seemed to still be conscious.

But they have only one destination, which is the endless lower area of ​​the Nether City.

"Has the gatekeeper been transferred? We have to ensure that he cannot report it in the first time." Qin Xiaoxian asked.

Yellow Soul Envoy No. 106 nodded and said, "I've arranged for someone to do it."

"The edge of the Wandering Soul Desert is filled with the breath of wandering souls." Soul Envoy No. 66 of Xuan Zi said in a deep voice, his eyes also focused on the void in the distance that was about to be filled with wandering souls.

"This is the opportunity we've been waiting for." Soul Envoy No. 128's voice was filled with determination and excitement. "When do we take action?"

"Don't be anxious. We have to let them destroy it for a while. This way, it will appear that we are saving a collapsing building and turning the tide." Qin Xiaoxian said.

Old Chang gave a thumbs up and praised: "Our young master is really good, but what does he mean?"

At the edge of Netherworld City, the tide of wandering souls is growing stronger and stronger.

Millions of wandering souls are floating in the void. They have lost their memories of their previous lives and can only rush forward instinctively.

When they began to attack the Wandering Soul City, alarms rang, and many city defenders and soul masters began to resist. Although the wandering souls fell one after another, they continued to come and it seemed that there would never be an end.

"Why are there so many wandering souls?" Qin Xiaoxian also gradually frowned. He had investigated before, and according to the number of wandering souls in a unit area, about 18,000 would be enough, but now the number of wandering souls far exceeded his expectations.

If they continue like this, not only will they fail to eliminate the tide of wandering souls, they may even be swallowed up by the tide of wandering souls.

"For millions of years, countless souls who are unwilling to reincarnate in the human world or who cannot reincarnate for various reasons will be expelled to the Nether Desert, but they will perish on their own before long. I didn't expect such a large number." Soul Envoy No. 66 also felt his scalp tingling.

The several-meter-high wall was swallowed up in the blink of an eye. The soul messengers led countless soul slaves to fight desperately, but they soon could not hold on any longer and could only fight and retreat. Many soul slaves were torn to pieces by wandering souls.

"This is indeed a bit out of control!" Qin Xiaoxian also grew more excited.

At this time, the defenders, who were delayed a little, sent an alarm to the upper areas.

"What should we do?" Xiao Xiaojiu looked at the tide of wandering souls coming like a tide and asked Qin Xiaoxian.

Qin Xiaoxian was also a little confused. If the hundred or eighty of them rushed over, they would probably only be able to fill the teeth of the wandering souls.

Only then did Qin Xiaoxian truly experience the horrific scene of a large-scale beast tide launching in the Monster Forest. Sometimes, the advantage in numbers cannot be balanced by quality. This kind of situation would require several eighth-rank great magicians to contain, right?

Soon, six Earth-level soul masters swept in with tremendous soul power.

Old Chang pulled Qin Xiaoxian and said, "Master, they are here to disrupt the market, what should we do?"

Soul Envoys No. 128, No. 106 and No. 66 also looked at Qin Xiaoxian.

Qin Xiaoxian didn't say anything, just watched the six Earth-level soul masters killing people in all directions.

Judging from the appearance, the Earth-level Soul Envoy possesses the soul power of an eighth-level great magician.

They helped each other, coordinated their offense and defense, and barely stopped the advance of the tide of wandering souls.

"So, in the Netherworld, the Soul Emperor, the only top-ranked Soul Envoy, is of ninth-rank strength?" Qin Xiaoxian murmured.

“I don’t know whether he is ninth-level or not, but he is definitely an existence that crushes earth-level soul envoys. You can say that the Soul Emperor is the god of the underworld, and all the laws here can be decided by him.” Soul Envoy No. 66 heard Qin Xiaoxian’s murmur and said.

Soul Envoy No. 128 looked a little disappointed: "Ah, it seems that our goal cannot be achieved."

"There are still too many of them, and even the Earth-level Soul Envoy cannot control them." Xiao Xiaojiu's eyes flickered, and she saw it most clearly.

It turned out that the wandering souls began to scatter and no longer focused on the soul messenger to launch a death charge, but instead moved in a dispersed manner.

"Someone is definitely controlling them!" Soul Envoy No. 106 also discovered this situation.

The Earth-level soul masters were unable to launch large-scale destructive soul magic in the Nether City. They could only try their best to kill the wandering souls that rushed over without destroying the Horcruxes. But now the wandering souls had scattered, and the six of them were like a dog biting a hedgehog, with nowhere to start.

Seeing that many Horcruxes were being eroded and destroyed, Qin Xiaoxian and others stood on a high place and watched carefully.

"Xiaojiu, look around to see if there is any special place in the tide of wandering souls." Qin Xiaoxian shouted to Xiaojiu.

"A special place?" After hearing what Qin Xiaoxian said, Xiao Xiaojiu activated his heterochromatic pupils again and searched carefully towards the tide of wandering souls.

Soon, Xiao Xiaojiu discovered a huge vortex composed of wandering souls in a remote place in the wandering soul tide. The wandering souls here kept changing their positions, causing the vortex to move.

And in that vortex, a powerful soul force appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"Master! There's something strange over there!"

Qin Xiaoxian followed Xiao Xiaojiu's instructions and locked the position in one go.

"Hehe, that must be the Soul King. What a clever move. He wants to sneak into the Samsara Tower. Let's go and wait for him there!" Qin Xiaoxian raised his hand and pointed to the soul weapon workshop closest to the vortex.

Except for Lao Chang who was waving flags and cheering, everyone suddenly ran towards there.

But the vanguard of the wandering soul tide had already rushed over. Fortunately, they were dispersed, otherwise Qin Xiaoxian and the others would definitely not be able to withstand it. You know, the Earth-level soul envoys were fighting and retreating, while Qin Xiaoxian and the others were going to face the wandering soul tide.

As they gradually approached the vortex, the powerful soul force became more and more obvious.

The wandering souls seemed to have noticed the actions of Qin Xiaoxian and others, and rushed over regardless of everything.

“I can’t bear it anymore!!!” The soul power of Soul Envoy No. 106 continued to explode, shattering the wandering souls one after another.

Soul Envoy No. 66 and Soul Envoy No. 128 did not even bother to make any sound as they were also trying their best to kill countless wandering souls.

The soul power displayed by Soul Envoy No. 128 at this time was in no way inferior to that of Soul Envoy No. 66!

"This kid really has hidden strength. I was wondering why he wasn't killed by the Demon Lord. It turns out that this guy is hiding his abilities." Qin Xiaoxian thought to himself. The soul power of the eighth-level great mage in his body was completely revealed.

Under the extremely astonished gazes of the surrounding soul masters, Qin Xiaoxian suddenly rushed into the center of the vortex.