Douluo's full-time soul master

Chapter 212 Box [-]
The high-ranking earl in purple robe smiled nonchalantly. "Idiots, you have no idea what kind of great power is behind me."

A young man holding a longbow of golden heart wood drew his bow and set his arrows, and shouted: "Your knights are all dead! No one will fight for you! I want to see what strength you have!"

But the other party just laughed and staggered off the perch.

"Surrender and accept the punishment!" cried the Duke.

The count slowly walked up to the Duke with strange eyes.The golden heart wooden bow was aimed at the earl all the time. "Mortals are." The earl paused, "Childish!!!"

He turned into a cloud of thick fog and disappeared without a trace, and everyone present was shocked.People rushed to the high position, but only found the purple night pearl
Recalling these, Chen Guang felt creepy, but he pretended to be calm, "Phantom Castle? What happened to Phantom Castle?"

"Shadow Fort has a secret, a secret that can change the entire world. Once the powerful shadow energy erupts, it will bring about a disaster. This disaster is enough to turn a hundred miles around it into an abyss of shadow and void, and is formed by This caused a greater catastrophe."

Chen Guang didn't know how to reply, so he had to say: "Are you a Confucian scholar or a wizard? You are full of prophecies, disasters, and emptiness. The Golden City Academy didn't take away your ring."

"I just saw how short-sighted those arrogant guys are, so I left the academy automatically, otherwise I would probably have received a doctorate in history by now. To be honest. Are they really blind or pretending. I don't know Know, but what is certain is that magic reappeared, and they turned a blind eye."

Chen Guang felt that what he said was quite reasonable, otherwise what happened to those two unicorns during the Mid-Autumn Festival? "So you couldn't go home, and you didn't want to go back to the school, so you came to join me?"

"That's right, young master, I am willing to be your assistant and provide you with services that other Confucian scholars cannot provide. I am willing to swear allegiance to you, and only to you."

Chen Guang almost laughed.Really, this guy is actually looking for an errand, and he has made such a big circle. "Then come with me, and I will accept your oath in the hall of Fairview City."

However, Chen Guang did not ignore Cili Dakai's understanding of Shadow Castle, and he would never ignore it.

——Donghua Continent——Donghua Kingdom——Rige Canyon——Bian'an City——September 398, 9, Yongxin Calendar——

Tonight, Chen Hui couldn't sleep for a long time, just like his brother Chen Guang who was far away in Jinxiu City.

"At that moment, all eyes will be opened," whispered the Ring.

Go to your eyes!Chen Hui said in his heart.Open it if you love it, don't bother me, okay!He tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night.Today, he heard from his father that most of the territory of the fjord kingdom in the north of the mainland has been captured by the half-orc army, and will soon invade the northern snowfield of the Donghua Kingdom.From this, he fantasized about becoming a hero against the orcs.So the first nightmare he had today was about that.After this dream ended, he didn't dare to sleep.

Now Chen Hui can say that life is worse than death - he can't take off the ring, and what's even more weird is that others can't see the ring on his hand!

"Seven guests are eating at one table, and seven bloody mouths spread out a feast of gluttony. The strong is a knife, the weak is a fish, and the last one will devour the others. The moment is coming, but mortals will turn a blind eye." The ring spoke again, ethereal and deep.

"The crimson lotus, the fallen unicorn, occupied the void city, willing to become pawns. However, not all pawns are so loyal."

"Stop talking!" Chen Hui yelled, then fainted and fell asleep again
He found himself in a cemetery where someone was chanting, the mourning of the Forsaken:
The night filled the bloody fields.Dim moonlight, unable to illuminate, lingering death.The dry heart beats again.The sky is bright, and I wake up next to the tomb.The scorched black stone wall cannot hide the mottled pain and injury.Rotten splendor.The shell, only the slaughtered body remains.Empty eye sockets, no blood, no tears, no light.Looking back, looking back again, blood and fire, the battlefield.The glory of the past.Water, can't wash off, the old wound on the phalanx.Broken armor, unconcealed, warrior's, old faith.Hold the gun, hold the gun again, back to the front
This song is like complaining or admiring, like weeping like complaining, and the lingering sound is endless.What a weeping prelude to the dead!

The cemetery turned and went away, leaving only the primordial world before the creation of the world.The huge demon with its back like a mang mountain and its wings like a cloud hanging from the sky fell from the nine heavens where the glorious heaven is located, and landed in the center of the sea.All of a sudden, the earth shook, the earth fell apart, the waves roared, and the mountains collapsed.The sky is raining frost and fire, the wind is raging, and all living beings are mutating.
Chen Hui woke up again.The ring took the opportunity to speak again: "Man is so small, isn't he? When the broken mask hangs high in your sky, when your throne is stained with blood due to betrayal, you will find that you can't do anything. However, never There is no chosen one, and there is no savior. Mortals can only save themselves. Imagine, when heaven is torn apart, hell is severely damaged, but the world regains vitality after the catastrophe. You need strength, and you only need strength. Don't believe in fate, the survival of mortals is never determined by it; don't rely on gods, gods are helpless sometimes; don't throw yourself into madness, behind madness is endless depravity, distortion of human nature, and loss of morality"

Chen Hui had long been numb, and couldn't hear clearly at all.

When he fell into a dream again, he found a female demon in his arms.Wearing a fine attire with the badge of the Tianjiao family sewn on, the demon has been lying in Chen Hui's arms for a certain amount of time.Chen Hui was dressed in hard leather armor, with a crossbow and short sword on his back.Covered in green blood.The female demon was dying, her complexion became darker and darker, and finally turned into a lifeless black.

"Thank you." The demon left his last words and slowly closed his eyes.

Chen Hui only felt that his body was about to explode, this kind of pain was comparable to the most vicious torture in the [-] floors of hell.

"Your Highness, hell, now belongs to me! Hahaha~" With this treacherous laugh, a dark green evil fire appeared behind Chen Hui. "Why do I need to do this myself? Don't you think so? That mortal brat next to me, I almost haven't noticed you yet." Xie Huo showed his real body: a huge demon in the shape of a sheep and scorpion.

Chen Hui picked up the crossbow and fired five bursts of arcane shots, then drew his sword and rushed towards the demon.The devil did not hide or dodge, propped up a shield on the spot, and bounced the rushing morning glow heavily to the ground.When Chen Hui stood up again and was about to launch a second charge, the spear pierced his chest.

"What is Chongzhen? This is called Chongzhen." The sheep-scorpion-shaped demon taunted.

This is the third time I woke up.

Dreams are just dreams.Don't think about it!Don't think about it!

——Munlet Continent——Heart of the World Islands—Fasalins Island——Fasaro City——September 398, 9, Yongxin Calendar——

Xiangxie Qiming is 17 years old this year. He is the son of Xiangxie Yongxin. His 15-year-old sister is Kaihui.Qiming has silver hair, blue eyes as deep as the sea, an oval face, a raised nose, and thick lips that are always tight.

Like a gust of wind, Qiming shuttled through the streets and alleys of Fasalo City, thinking about the dragon dancer in his heart.My father said that before the magic disappeared 400 years ago, every generation of the Xiangxie family had at least one dragon dancer.Now that magic has reappeared in the world, his father insists on Qiming and his younger sister Kaihui to be trained as dragon dancers.The new followers on the father's side say that among the prophesied mortal warriors there must be a dragon dancer from the Xiangxie family.But why did the father think it must be him or his sister?Didn't he have a cousin and a cousin?These two relatives are the dignified prince and princess of the Donghua Kingdom!They lived in Bian'an City on the other side of the ocean. They owned a strong castle and ruled the vast land from Ruixue City to Jinxiu City, Maolin City, Youshu City, and Golden City.However, Qiming has never really set foot on that continent, and those palaces, majestic cities, majestic mountains, and boundless deserts are just a bunch of conceptual terms in his mind.

When Qiming returned home, he heard his father's signature laughter again. "Hahaha~, my old brother thought I was staying in Willis City! Let him send assassins, and make sure he can't find a Donghua man named Xiangxie Yongxin after searching all over the city." Xiang Xie Yongxin, as the younger brother of his twin brother, is even more haggard and older.He was only in his early forties, and his hair was already half gray—this was quite different from Qiming's silver hair.

Lord Yongxin's followers burst into laughter, laughing at the ignorant king on the other side of the ocean.

"Dad?" Qiming let out a weak voice.

His younger sister, Jiahui, discovered him first. "Dad, brother is back." All eyes in the living room turned to the door. "Any news?" Everyone looked at Qiming with hope.

Qiming directly took out the letter, stepped forward and handed it to his father.The living room was decorated in the Essandya style—Qiming's mother had insisted on it.For more than ten years, every house they have in the major city-states is decorated in this style.Master Yongxin sat on the chair and couldn't wait to open the letter and read it.

"Oh, the situation has changed. Listen, Yunzhuo and the others were heard by Lord Qingzhi when they were performing their mission, so he had to kill him, so he defaulted to executing a backup plan. He said he would try his best to create Some confusion, by the way, create some enemies for my bastard brother." Master Yongxin saw the inscription at the bottom, the date: the evening of August 398, 8 in the Yongxin calendar. "The letter from a month ago just arrived here now, what happened? It's smooth sailing now."

Qiming recalled what the courier said, and explained: "The courier said that the merchant ship he was on board encountered a magical sea fog on the way and was trapped for several days. He said this is by no means an excuse."

"We trust him, after all, the magic is back now." Chasing Curse Yunwen said.Yun Wen is the vice president of the stalkers, his position in the organization is second only to his brother Yun Zhuo.However, Yun Zhuo has been serving as the commander-in-chief of MI[-] on the other side of the ocean in Donghua mainland for more than ten years, and the organizational affairs are all led by Yun Wen.

Others in the living room began to whisper to each other, each expressing their views.At this time, there is nothing Qiming.

"Brother, how is your auspicious cloud dance step practice? It's time for me to enter the next stage!" Kaihui jumped off the chair, looking at Qiming with shiny brown eyes.To be honest, Qiming knew that he could not even reach 15 meters per second. "It's not bad." He replied generally. "By the way, shall we go out for a walk?"

Fasalo City is a proud magical city-state. Most of its buildings are made of blue-white or purple-white marble, often carved with dignified and elegant reliefs and statues, making the whole city look extraordinary.If it is a wooden structure, its materials are mostly precious woods such as white sandalwood and white Mao.The streets of the city are also made of blue and white bricks and stones, which makes Fasalo City not lose a trace of nobility from beginning to end.

More than half the natives of Fasallo died when magic disappeared 400 years ago, as the city's inhabitants have depended on magic for generations to stay alive—although they also depend on food.It's like having two locks on a door, and you need two keys to open the door.And during these 400 years, the magical resources they depended on to sustain their lives were all produced in the brilliant well in the center of the city.Although well water is magic water, it cannot be efficiently used for magic skills.It's different now, and the magic that once failed has regained its effectiveness.However, it also foreshadows blood and fire, madness and evil, catastrophe and rebirth to come.An unprecedented catastrophe is brewing.As the old saying goes, magic is a double-edged sword, if used properly, it will benefit mankind and create brilliance; if it is used recklessly, it will lead the world to the end of destruction.

Although the people in this city spoke the Hamon language, their dialect was older than that of the city-states on the coast of the Shuoyue Sea.They think that all Hamon languages ​​other than theirs are variant, twisted, and impure.That's right, Fasalo City is located on the southeast coast of Fasalins Island, and Fasalins is the oldest island in the Heart of the World Islands.

Two months ago, Master Yongxin took his followers across the North Shuoyue Sea by boat from the northern coast and came to settle in this city.One is to get rid of those assassins who are ready to move, and the other is not to get involved in the new round of war between Willis and Essandra, but most importantly, magic power resources.

Kai Hui walked half a step behind Qiming on the right, looking here and there for a while.She is so excited, as if this is her hometown.But how can we have a hometown?Qiming thought to himself, I have never seen the land my father mentioned, and I have lived in upheavals since I was a child.

On the open space, there are stalls under rows of commercial sheds.Next to him, a businessman greeted customers loudly; behind him were two workers busy preparing potions.

What's in those bottles and jars of his?Not just magic wine.Qiming pulled his younger sister over and stood in front of the tall, thin businessman. "What are these liquids?" He asked in fluent Guhamon, pointing to a glass bottle filled with sky blue fluorescent liquid.

(End of this chapter)