Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Huo Yuhao looked like he was in a state of collapse, but his eyes were calm. This was the only way to break the impasse.

As long as he refused to acknowledge the authenticity of the Huo Yun'er in front of him, he could fundamentally deprive her of the right to interfere with her life choices. More importantly, this statement would attract the attention of the high-level God Kings of the God Realm Committee through the channel of the God of Emotion Rong Nianbing. By then, those supreme beings would definitely notice that Huo Yun'er's soul state was abnormal, and it was very likely that someone had already secretly tampered with it.

Regardless of whether there is really something wrong with Huo Yun'er's soul, whether she was in love or was secretly controlled by the Guiding God, judging from Huo Yuhao's accusation, it is equivalent to being tampered with. After all, Huo Yun'er who said those words was simply not like a human being, not to mention how could a child not recognize her biological mother?

Now that Dai Mubai, the god who was responsible for guiding her, has fallen, the God of Destruction will definitely not miss the opportunity to put the blame on Tang San.

"He is only seventeen years old, how could he lie?" Mu Xing was determined to clear her kitten's name.

"Isn't your filter a bit too strong?" Rong Nianbing was stunned for a moment, but then he couldn't help but applaud him, "Good boy, you are worthy of being my chosen successor. You can see through the key points in this situation in an instant, and think of a way to break the situation by turning the tables. You not only defended your bottom line, but also handed a knife to destruction. This acumen is really like my style back then."

Mu Xing: “…”

Rong Nianbing clapped his hands and laughed, "I never thought that Tang San, that sanctimonious hypocrite, would have such a day! He has been so high and mighty these years, but did he ever expect that one day the young man he favored would turn against him and give him retribution?"

“Trying to seize luck will eventually be backfired upon by luck, right?” Mu Xing stared at Fu Rui, wondering if the fugitive who was on the run and committing crimes still pinned some of his hopes on the imperial beast that carried luck.

It's been several versions, Tang Shenwang?

A hazy and changing halo of divine power flowed from Rong Nianbing's fingertips. Huo Yun'er's frenzied soul was still struggling fiercely. Her obsession seemed to turn into an invisible wail. Every impact caused the sealed halo to tremble violently, creating ripples.

This soul was filled with endless resentment and pain, and it was obviously forcibly stripped away and sealed in the process of entanglement with Huo Yuhao. Rong Nianbing carefully guided this soul full of endless resentment and pain, slowly compressing and converging it, and finally condensed it into a seal with complex divine patterns flowing on the surface. The light converged, leaving only a faint but stubborn throbbing deep in the core.

"The cause and effect involved in this soul has exceeded the scope of the underworld. It would be better to hand it over to the God of Destruction. Perhaps that would make someone's crime more serious. What do you think?" He turned to Mu Xing and asked for her opinion.

Mu Xingcan's golden vertical pupils swept across the seal with divine patterns flowing on it. "As long as she completely disappears from my sight, anything is fine." She raised her chin slightly, and her gaze pressed towards Rong Nianbing like a substance, with a faint dragon aura flowing around her. "The test of that child ends here, don't come again. I hope that the next time we meet is in the God Realm, not somewhere else."

"That's great! When you return to the divine realm, I will personally light the stove and prepare a banquet to welcome you!"

As the light flashed, Rong Nianbing's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the golden clouds in the blink of an eye.

The golden clouds around gradually dissipated, and the space also distorted and changed. The originally blocked time and space were completely unblocked in an instant.

No one present, whether it was the Sun Moon Empire soldiers or the White Tiger guards who were forced to watch the commander being executed, noticed anything unusual. In their eyes, everything that had just happened was just a short moment, and then everything returned to normal.

Although there seems to be one more person at the scene, it doesn’t matter. The strong men of Dragon Pavilion have always been unpredictable.

Huo Yuhao was upset, but he still forced himself to calm down. Rather than believe that his mother would sacrifice herself for Dai Hao, he would rather accept that it was Tang San who tampered with his mother's soul. After all, Tang San had a criminal record. He had torn Wang Dong's soul apart in the past and tried to get his hands on the fate of the Emperor's Beast. If it was really him who did it... No, it must be him! Even if it was just self-deception, Huo Yuhao stubbornly told himself that as long as it made him feel better, then let it be.

Ju Zi continued to sip her tea leisurely, while Huo Yuhao's eyes fell on her with complicated expressions. He had promised his mother to spare Dai Hao's life, so if that was the case, then...

“Juzi, do you know? My mother loved that man all her life.” Huo Yuhao whispered.

"So?" Orange raised an eyebrow, "You're not going to be soft-hearted, are you?"

"No." He said calmly, "I just want to tell you that when you've had enough fun, just give him to me. I'll bury them together, which is the most righteous thing to do."

"Do you want to bury him alive with your own hands?" Juzi chuckled. At this point, killing Dai Hao could no longer satisfy her desire for revenge. She found that making Dai Hao live a life worse than death was the best revenge.

“It’s up to you. Life or death doesn’t matter to me.” Huo Yuhao said indifferently.

As expected of a senior, Huo Yuhao thought. In terms of torture methods, he was nothing compared to Ju Zi.

"Then you don't mind if I cut off his limbs and let everyone in the Star Luo Empire see it, right? After all, you are also a Star Luo person." Orange observed his reaction with interest.

Huo Yuhao looked at Ju Zi carefully for the first time. This senior who loved eroticism was completely at the opposite end of the spectrum from his mother in terms of emotions. Ju Zi could easily cut off her feelings for him, but his mother loved Dai Hao deeply until her death.

Orange always knows what she wants best. She puts herself first and everything and anyone must give way to her goal. This is good, at least she lives soberly.

"I said, it doesn't matter." Huo Yuhao's voice was still cold and calm.

So Juzi turned to face Muxing, bowed respectfully and said, "Can you please heal Duke Baihu's eyes? I want him to see with his own eyes how everyone in the Xingluo Empire, from the emperor to the common people, would react when they see the 'heroic figure' of their White Tiger God of War."

She paused, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes: "If you don't want to waste your soul power on him, at worst you can turn him into a human pig, but I will deliberately preserve his hearing. If he can't see, it would be great to be able to hear the opinions of the world."

Mu Xing lowered his eyes and scanned the charred battlefield and the spots of blood under his feet. His expression was full of undisguised boredom? He was even too lazy to correct Ju Zi that the so-called "soul power" was actually divine power.

"I really don't want to." She turned around listlessly, "As you wish." Her figure dissipated in the thick smoke like smoke, as if staying for a moment longer would be a waste of time.

Dai Hao's body, suspended on the execution rack, suddenly tensed up. The evil eyes that once looked down upon the battlefield were now just two empty eye sockets that continued to bleed, like tears of blood. But when he heard the word "human pig", the muscles around the holes still twitched violently, and the heavy chains made a harsh friction sound due to his instantaneous force.

Veins popped out on his temples, his teeth clenched, and between his teeth came out a suppressed, heavy gasp like a dying beast. The huge humiliation was worse than any physical torture. He raised his head suddenly, his voice was hoarse but as hard as a rock that had been tempered by thousands of hammers, and every word seemed to be ground out from deep in his chest: "Kill me if you want! I, Dai Hao, have been a soldier all my life. My head can be cut off, but my spine will not be broken!"

He wanted to die, but Juzi would never do what he wanted. The youngest marshal in the history of the Sun Moon Empire knew one thing well: to give the enemy what he feared, and to give the enemy nothing that he wanted.

"Bitch! How dare you?!" Dai Huabin on the side roared hoarsely like a beast. His eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to pounce on Ju Zi frantically. However, his soul power was destroyed, his meridians were broken, and the once surging power had disappeared without a trace. This desperate struggle only made him more embarrassed. The violent movement affected the injuries in his internal organs. He felt sweet in his throat, and a mouthful of blood rushed to the corner of his mouth and dripped down his chin, mixed with unwillingness and overwhelming hatred, looking extremely miserable.

"Come at me! Let my father go! You vicious woman! My Dai family is full of loyal heroes who have protected Xingluo for generations. How can we allow you to humiliate us like this!" The roar was filled with desperate madness, more like a trapped beast whose teeth have been pulled out and whose spine has been broken, but which still wants to bite.

The White Tiger guards captured by the Sun Moon Empire were forced to witness the great humiliation of the Marshal and the Young Marshal, who were like gods in their hearts. Everyone's face was twisted with extreme anger and pain, their teeth were clenched, making a clattering sound, and their eyes were burning with anger that could burn everything. If they were not heavily guarded and restrained by sturdy soul guide shackles, they would have rushed forward without hesitation.

Juzi was appreciating everything in front of her with great interest, and the arc of the smile on her lips deepened, as if she was appreciating a cruel drama that she had carefully planned. She even elegantly picked up the slightly cold teacup at hand and took a sip, as if the raging anger of the White Tiger Duke and his son and the silent cries of the guards were just an insignificant episode in the smoke of post-war.

The golden sunlight poured down, and Orange squinted his eyes slightly. This should have been a pleasant day, however, this tranquility and beauty formed a sharp contrast with the mood of the people of the Star Luo Empire.

The bad news of the breach of the Western Frontier defense line was like a thunderclap, sweeping across the entire continent at an alarming speed. The Xingluo Empire's royal family was shocked, and the court was in chaos. While urgently dispatching the army, they sent messengers to Douling and Tianhun for help.

No one in the Xingluo Empire had expected that the Sun-Moon Empire's offensive would come so swiftly. Although they had already estimated the Sun-Moon Empire's combat power, when this devastating crisis really came, they realized that their previous judgment was too conservative. The Sun-Moon Empire's terrifying degree was far beyond everyone's imagination. The subversive power displayed by the soul guide in this war completely shattered their original cognition.

The war situation suddenly changed, and the three soul guide groups of the Sun and Moon Empire attacked the northwest defense line of Xingluo with thunder. Amid the roar of the ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells, the Northwest Army Group, known as the Iron Wall, collapsed within three days. This blitzkrieg not only demonstrated the overwhelming advantage of soul guide technology, but also fully demonstrated the terrifying combat power of the soul guide group.

However, a few days before the war began, an unprecedented beast tide had already erupted in the Sky Soul Empire. When the Sun Moon Empire officially declared war on Xing Luo, the main force of the Sky Soul Empire had already been pinned down by the beast tide. The original plan for the Body Sect to lead elite soul masters to raid the rear of the Sun Moon Empire was thus shattered.

Fortunately, when the beast tide reached the edge of the Sunset Forest, the beasts of Xingdou stopped their offensive as promised. However, this beast tide that lasted for many days had already severely damaged the vitality of the Tianhun Empire, with several important military towns falling and thousands of miles of fertile land turned into scorched earth. Even more disturbing was that post-war surveys showed that the border of the Xingdou Great Forest had expanded outward by more than three times.

At the same time, on the battlefield in the western border of the Xingluo Empire, the iron and steel torrents of the Sun-Moon Empire were pouring into the country through the gaps in the defense line. These well-equipped troops did not rush to advance, but instead showed amazing tactical qualities. They quickly took over the border fortresses abandoned by the Northwest Army Group and built a series of iron and steel defense lines with amazing efficiency.

Every occupied fortress was undergoing modernization, with soul searchlights replacing traditional torches, soul barriers replacing ancient city walls, and even sentry towers being transformed into soul turrets. The soul masters of the Sun-Moon Empire worked day and night to turn the former military strongholds of the Star Luo Empire into indestructible forward bases.

The scouts of the Xingluo Empire looked at the sun and moon flags raised in the fortresses and the soul guides lined up outside the fortresses. They knew that this brief calm was just the calm before the storm. When the last fortress was completed, the army of the Sun and Moon Empire would continue to move eastward. Those war machines shining with cold metallic light were silently accumulating destructive power.

Xingluo Empire, the imperial palace's meeting hall.

The Prime Minister of the Empire stood at the foot of the imperial steps, his face solemn. He slightly turned sideways and nodded to the Minister of War beside him. The Minister of War held the war report that seemed to be soaked in blood, hunched over and took a step forward. Each step made a heavy echo in the deadly palace.

His lips moved, and every syllable sounded like it was ground out from gravel. "Your Majesty, the casualties in the Western Frontier have been counted." He took a deep breath, "73,000 people were killed in the Northwest Army. Among them, 58,000 elite soldiers were... all turned into charred bones under the fire of the Sun and Moon Soul Guides! 21,000 were seriously injured, and another 14,000 people were killed without a trace!"

The four words "no body left" were like a cold iron hammer hitting the hearts of everyone in the hall, and also shattered the composure of many people.

On the throne, Emperor Xu Jiawei's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, with turbulent waves surging in his eyes. He was worried about the 88,000 lives lost, and even more so about the soul guide that completely overturned his understanding of war. The iron-blooded army that the Xingluo Empire was so proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of those cold metal creations?

However, amidst the flood of bad news that could bring down the empire, a name, like a thorn, repeatedly pierced into Xu Jiawei's heart, bringing another sharp anxiety and fear - Dai Hao! Where is the White Tiger Duke Dai Hao? !

The Prime Minister seemed to have seen through the emperor's thoughts and added in a deep voice, his voice full of worry that was difficult to conceal: "Your Majesty, the White Tiger Duke Dai Hao and his most elite White Tiger guards have been missing since the collapse of the defense line... and there has been no news at all."

Xu Jiawei's heart sank suddenly. It was self-evident what it meant to be missing under the firepower of those soul guides.