Chapter 241: Killing a Thousand Enemies, Losing Eight Hundred of Your Own?
Outside the carriage, the thousands of Royal Knights of the Heaven Dou Empire guarding it were no rabble.
Upon hearing the whooshing sound, the well-trained knights, though shaken, did not panic. The leading knight commander, a Soul Saint-level expert, instantly drew his sword and roared,
"Don't panic! Form ranks! Circular defensive formation, protect the carriage! Engage the enemy!"
With his powerful command, the royal knights in their gleaming silver armor displayed exceptional military discipline.
Using the carriage as their core, shield bearers on the outside, spearmen on the inside, and Soul Masters on the inside, they quickly formed a dense circular defensive formation.
Soul power shimmered within the formation, creating a solid defensive line.
However, their opponents were simply too strong!
The black-clad figures, emerging like ghosts from the surrounding dense forest, numbered no more than a hundred, but each one shone with a chilling aura of spirit rings!
Even the weakest among them possessed six spirit rings swirling around their feet!
Many more were powerful individuals with seven spirit rings!
There were even nearly ten figures surrounded by eight spirit rings!
This level of spirit master power was enough to annihilate a small kingdom!
In the very first clash, the Royal Knights' seemingly impregnable defenses were torn apart like paper by these black-clad figures!
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Thousand Blade Slash!"
A tall, thin black-clad figure charged into the formation with a boneless, twisting motion. His arms transformed into two enormous, gleaming mantis blades, while eight spirit rings—two yellow, three purple, and three black—flashed beneath his feet.
The next second, his arms created countless afterimages, slashing towards the shield formation like a torrential downpour.
The Royal Knights' massive metal shields, strong enough to withstand powerful bows and crossbows, were easily shredded like tofu before his mantis blade!
The dozen or so knights behind the shields were also instantly cut into countless pieces, blood and limbs splattering everywhere – a gruesome scene!
"Third Soul Skill, War Stomp!"
On the other side, a black-clad figure, as massive as a small mountain, roared. His body suddenly swelled, his skin turning as red-hot as rock.
Seven soul rings – two yellow, two purple, and three black – shone brightly beneath his feet.
Then, he abruptly raised his enormous elephant-like foot and slammed it into the ground!
"Boom—!"
A ring of energy, a mixture of scorching magma and terrifying shockwave, erupted, sending twenty or thirty knights and their horses flying. They were already broken in mid-air, and upon landing, they were engulfed by the following magma, reduced to charred remains!
And this was all from a single burst of a soul skill!
The Royal Knights' meticulously constructed defenses were now riddled with holes. Limbs, severed arms, and the corpses of knights and warhorses littered the road, their blood staining the soil crimson. The piercing screams and mournful neighing of horses echoed throughout the area.
The Royal Knights, who had been so disciplined just moments before, had suffered devastating losses in an instant, their morale on the verge of collapse!
Inside the carriage, through the windows, one could see the Royal Knights falling like harvested wheat, their screams incessant. The bloody and cruel scene weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.
"Seeking death!"
With a low growl, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his sword aura surging. As a level 96 Title Douluo, how could he stand idly by and watch such a massacre unfold?
But just as he moved, about to rise and rush out of the carriage to swiftly slay these black-clad powerhouses and stabilize the situation...
"Uncle Jian, you mustn't!"
Ning Fengzhi abruptly raised his hand, pressing down on his arm, and said quickly and in a low voice,
"Our primary mission is to protect His Highness the Crown Prince! The situation outside is unclear, and we are outnumbered. If you go out now, the carriage will be poorly defended. What if a stronger enemy takes the opportunity to launch a surprise attack? If His Highness the Crown Prince is harmed, how will we explain to His Majesty? At that time..."
Ning Fengzhi's rational yet anxious words were cut short.
Dugu Bo, who had been standing with a gloomy face, suddenly stood up. His face held his usual sarcasm and a hint of ruthlessness as he interrupted Ning Fengzhi, saying calmly,
"Alright, stop arguing. When it comes to group battles and clearing out small fry, this old man is more skilled. With Old Man Jian guarding this carriage, it's safer than anything else."
As he spoke, he glanced at the fierce battle outside, a cold killing intent flashing in his dark green pupils.
"These mad dogs from the Spirit Hall really don't give anyone a chance to breathe."
No sooner had he spoken than Dugu Bo, without hesitation, transformed into a streak of green light and charged out of the carriage!
"Old Poison Master! Be careful!" Chen Xin couldn't help but whisper, but didn't stop him. He knew Dugu Bo's poison was indeed more suitable for dealing with situations where he was surrounded by a large number of enemies.
Ning Fengzhi watched Dugu Bo's disappearing figure, his brows furrowed, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand shimmering with light, ready to provide support at any moment.
Meanwhile, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe sat upright in his seat, his expression calm, but his hand, hidden in his sleeve, unconsciously clenched slightly.
"Bibi Dong, you madwoman, you forced me to this!"
She seemed to know better than anyone that these men in black outside were merely appetizers; the real killing blow was yet to come.
Facing the overwhelming tide of powerful men in black surrounding him, and the ruthlessly slaughtered and scattered Royal Knights...
Dugu Bo shook his head helplessly, his eyes showing no fear, only a cold resolve, his body radiating a brilliant dark green light.
"So be it, this is the only way for now!"
Immediately, the terrifying pressure of a Title Douluo was unleashed without reservation, nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—rising simultaneously beneath his feet.
"Azure Phosphorous Dragon, Poisonous Devouring Heaven and Earth!"
With a low shout, an incredibly dense, almost tangible, dark green poisonous mist, centered on him, swept outwards like a burst dam!
This poisonous mist not only possessed extreme corrosiveness but also had strong nerve-numbing and flesh-dissolving properties, its spread incredibly fast!
Those black-clad men, caught off guard and caught in the heat of battle, were instantly touched by this dark green poisonous mist.
"Ah—!"
Instantly, shrill screams replaced the battle cries!
The moment the Soul Emperor-level men in black came into contact with the dark green poisonous mist, their bodies were as if doused with strong acid; their protective soul power was corroded and penetrated like paper.
Their skin, muscles, and bones melted rapidly at a visible speed, turning into a pool of foul-smelling, viscous liquid within a few breaths, unable even to preserve their martial souls!
Even the Soul Saints and Soul Douluos, upon being enveloped by the poisonous mist, experienced a surge of soul power as they desperately resisted, but still felt their soul power rapidly depleting, their skin burning with excruciating pain, their movements becoming sluggish, and their bodies beginning to melt.
Their proud cultivation levels seemed utterly powerless under the corrosive power of this most potent poison in the world!
In just one burst of the poisonous mist, more than twenty men in black, including two Soul Douluos who had charged ahead, turned into a pool of liquid amidst desperate cries!
"Retreat! Retreat quickly! It's the Poison Douluo's Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison!"
"Don't touch that green mist!"
Seeing this scene before them, the remaining men in black's expressions changed drastically.
As if they had seen a ghost, they abandoned their attack and retreated rapidly, trying to escape the poisonous fog. Their once-mighty siege formation crumbled instantly.
However, while Dugu Bo's poison was incredibly effective against such a large-scale enemy, it had a major, unavoidable flaw: it couldn't distinguish friend from foe!
The indiscriminate poisonous fog, while engulfing the men in black, inevitably spread to the Royal Knights who were struggling to hold on or already wounded and fallen.
"Ugh..."
"Help...help..."
Many knights who had only been wounded or scattered cried out in despair the moment they were touched by the dark green poisonous fog. Their armor and flesh began to melt away at an alarming rate, and in the blink of an eye, they followed in the footsteps of the men in black.
The already heavily damaged Royal Knights were dealt a further blow by this unexpected disaster!
A vast, chilling death zone appeared on the official road, centered on Dugu Bo. The dark green poisonous fog churned, the ground littered with viscous liquid and charred remains, making it impossible to distinguish enemy from friendly forces.
At this moment, Dugu Bo stood in the center of the fog, his expression slightly changing as he sighed.
"Alas,"
he thought, though his actions had temporarily forced back the powerful enemy and stabilized his own forces, the sight of the Royal Knights' miserable state weighed heavily on his heart.
Killing a thousand enemies, but losing eight hundred of your own.
Just as Dugu Bo's Azure Phosphorous Dragon Poison temporarily cleared an area, forcing the men in black to retreat in disarray, and a brief pause appeared in the battlefield,
a soft, high-pitched voice, carrying a chilling aura and intense killing intent, pierced everyone's ears like a venomous snake:
"Old Poisoner—!"
"It seems you're deliberately going against our Spirit Hall!"
"Since you insist on protecting those brats, then today, your life, along with your detestable poison skills, will be left here!"
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