vncnus Chapter 127 Angels and Rakshasa
Chapter 127 Angels and Rakshasa
Chapter 127 Angels and Rakshasa
At the Jialing Pass front, following the defeat of the Martial Soul Empire, the Three Elders ordered a retreat of one hundred miles to avoid direct conflict with the Heaven Dou Empire, and instead quietly waited for something.
Now, with Bibi Dong in seclusion recovering from her injuries and the Second Elder dead, the Third Elder has become the temporary leader of the Martial Soul Empire camp, overseeing all affairs.
Although the Spirit Hall lost several powerful figures in the Battle of Jialing Pass, including the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo, it still had more than a dozen Title Douluo-level experts remaining, making it a formidable force.
However, after suffering a defeat, morale was inevitably low. In addition, Chen Feng's attack on Golden Crocodile Douluo reached the level of divine power, which made all the strong people tremble with fear.
That was an irresistible force!
At present, it seems that only if the young master Qian Renxue returns in triumph, or if Empress Bibi Dong becomes a true god-level powerhouse, will the Spirit Hall have any hope of turning the tide.
Time passed little by little.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
The three offerings were inevitably a bit irritating; when would they have to wait?
It should be understood that assembling such a massive army incurs astronomical daily costs, and the generals and elders below have proposed withdrawing the troops more than once.
Just when the three masters were at their wits' end, a commotion broke out outside, and the central army roared.
"What's going on? Why such a commotion!" the three priests shouted from inside the commander's tent.
The two brothers, Qianjun Jiangmo, rushed in excitedly, "Young Master is here!"
"What!? Young Master... she succeeded?" The Third Elder's eyes lit up, and before the Thousand-Jun Demon-Slaying Douluo could answer, he hurriedly ran out.
At this moment, a golden sun is approaching overhead above the army of the Spirit Empire.
A sacred aura wafted over, and upon closer inspection, it was a golden humanoid figure with six enormous wings flapping behind it, its entire body spewing golden flames and radiating dazzling divine light.
Even the sun seemed to lose its radiance compared to it.
It is a thousand-foot snow!
At this moment, Qian Renxue had become incredibly powerful, as if she were forged from golden flames. Every time her six wings flapped, a distorted golden light would flash around her.
"Welcome, the angel has descended!"
Several high priests knelt on the spot, uttering devout sounds.
As worshippers of the Spirit Hall, they usually lived in seclusion in the Hall of Worship with Qian Daoliu. How could they not recognize the six-winged angel?
That's the God of Angels!
The Third Elder was moved to tears. While it was certainly a cause for celebration that Qian Renxue had become a god, he could also guess the fate of the First Elder, Qian Daoliu. It was just a pity that he and the Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, would never again witness the invincible figure of the Angel God on the battlefield.
"Long live the Spirit Empire!"
"Long live the Angel God!"
Within the Martial Soul Empire's camp, resounding shouts echoed for dozens of miles.
Meanwhile, in an underground cave near the Jialing Pass battlefield.
Bibi Dong sat cross-legged in the middle, her body wrapped in a layer of purple light, like a cocoon.
Strands of white energy continuously passed through the soil and were absorbed, entering the space between the eyebrows.
As she absorbed the white aura, the Rakshasa mark on Bibi Dong's forehead shone even brighter.
"To become a Rakshasa God, one needs a vast amount of death energy. Apart from the City of Slaughter, the battlefield has the most abundant death energy..."
Bibi Dong's eyes slowly closed, and the purple aura around her intensified. Finally, the light barrier materialized, completely enveloping her.
Several days later, the earth trembled.
A purple beam shot into the sky!
At the same time, an unusual phenomenon appeared: dark purple clouds suddenly appeared in mid-air, and an immense pressure relentlessly pressed down on the ground. A wisp of divine aura emanated from the clouds, causing even a Title Douluo-level powerhouse to tremble.
Rakshasa, descend!
Bibi Dong, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, resembled an empress emerging from the dark world. Though she stood alone, a towering wave of blood seemed to rise behind her, with countless white bones surging forth, resembling an army from the underworld. It wasn't a real scene, yet it still sent chills down many people's spines.
Rakshasa, the ruler of evil and slaughter!
The moment Bibi Dong became a god, her first action was not to return to the Spirit Hall's camp, but to demonstratively suppress her aura at the top of Jialing Pass.
Sensing something amiss, the powerful figures of the Heavenly Dou Empire had already ascended Jialing Pass. With their combined efforts, they barely managed to resist that force.
"Angel God, Rakshasa God, the Spirit Hall has actually produced two god-level powerhouses!"
A pessimistic atmosphere immediately caused many powerful figures from the Heavenly Dou Empire to show sorrow on their faces. The reason they did not despair was that Chen Feng was also about to become the Asura God, so he still had a chance to fight again.
However, everyone was unsure whether Chen Feng would still be able to fight two opponents at once after reaching the god level.
Purple clouds pressed down, and Bibi Dong, completely encased in armor, stared coldly at Jialing Pass.
A constant stream of divine senses swept across the area, not even missing a depth of a thousand meters underground.
To her, the so-called Title Douluo is a joke; she can crush him anytime she wants.
Only a dusty wind!
He accepted the inheritance of the Asura God, which is definitely a huge hidden danger. According to Bibi Dong's judgment, Chen Feng should be hiding not far from Jialing Pass. Considering that war is about to break out, he cannot go too far.
The dark purple light undulated continuously, like wisps of mist, piercing through Jialing Pass and enveloping all the titled Douluo in purple fog.
The so-called million-strong army was no match for that divine thought. If Bibi Dong hadn't been so focused on investigating, she could have instantly annihilated those so-called soul master legions with just a thought.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, another ray of light, as bright as the sun, shone down.
The six-winged angel Qian Renxue flew over from the Spirit Hall camp and stood side by side with Bibi Dong.
For the sake of the Spirit Hall's grand cause, and also in accordance with Qian Daoliu's will, Qian Renxue, despite not having any goodwill towards Bibi Dong, still chose to temporarily unite with him.
Right now, defeating the formidable enemy is the most crucial task.
Looking at Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong's wicked gaze softened slightly.
Her eyes held a hint of doting pride; her daughter had become a god! A goddess of angels!
A cold glint flashed across Qian Renxue's face as she spoke calmly, "Let's search for Chen Feng's whereabouts first. If our great enemy is not eliminated, we will not have peace of mind even if we eventually unify the world."
Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then her eyes regained a hint of wickedness.
The Rakshasa god and the Angel god simultaneously unleashed their divine senses to explore.
On this day, the sky above Jialing Pass was half dark purple and half golden.
The divine sense swept over them, and everyone from the titled Douluo to the ants trembled in fear, not daring to move an inch.
(End of this chapter)