Douluo: My plan to kill the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 81 Waiting for that person to wake up

"Sorry, Ghost Elder, this mission has failed."

The exquisite manor has turned into ruins, the earth is cracked, and there is smoke and dust.

Even if the ground was deliberately paved with a layer of hard stone slabs, it was unable to block the aftermath of the fight between more than a dozen Soul Saints. The terrifying soul skills ground the ground flat.

What's worse is that there are three or two scattered figures around, looking at this side from afar, seemingly curious.

"Let's leave first. This is not a place to stay for long."

The ghostly voice was as hoarse and low as ever as he helped the captain who had a broken arm to stand up. He stared at the cruel battlefield and when he saw two people lying on the ground, dead in bulky soul armor, his eyes became gloomy even though he was used to seeing life and death.

The seven special team members were all carefully selected. They had to have at least the cultivation level of a Soul Sage in order to be able to drive the special soul guide named "Soul Armor" to the maximum extent. In terms of martial souls, they also included elite beast martial souls that could change their body shape.

With the defense guaranteed, they specially selected weapon spirit masters with great destructive power, and also specially dispatched a talent who could assist and had high combat effectiveness from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

However, this team of seven, whose cultivation level was only that of Soul Sage but who was highly expected, encountered a desperate situation with no chance of survival when they went on their first mission.

"Ten Soul Saints with high cultivation bases, and one weapon soul master with a strong attack system and a terrifyingly high-quality martial soul. It's not bad that you can achieve this level."

Ghost Douluo stared at the few people who helped each other up and then collected the bodies of their companions, and said silently: "Even though there are still some flaws in the coordination, it does not affect the overall situation. The biggest problem is that although the 'Soul Armor' has strong defense and amplification, it consumes soul power too quickly, so you were too eager to disrupt the opponent's lineup and did not gain more advantages at the beginning."

The biggest problem lies with the half-finished "Soul Armor". When it comes to actual combat, it is discovered that when someone who is not familiar with it uses it, it is easy to turn an advantage into a disadvantage.

Taking the medicine and bandages handed over by his companions, the captain silently took a sip of liquor and then sprayed it all on the broken arm. He bandaged it circle by circle. Without saying a word, his teeth were clenched tightly and his face twitched uncontrollably.

Without his right hand, he can only hold the axe with his left hand from now on, and his combat power will be reduced by at least 30%.

But the pain in my heart is heavier and more painful than the pain in my arm.

Turning his head to look at the bodies of his companions on the ground, the captain's face turned numb and he took another gulp of liquor, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of burning flames, burning from his throat to his chest.

"Are you blaming me for being cold-blooded and not helping?"

Ghost Douluo suddenly said, "The magic device is always on, I can hear your voices, so I naturally know what kind of opponent you are facing. Do you want to ask me in person why I want you to die?"

Several people immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the captain who kept pouring wine and Ghost Douluo who was talking to himself, obviously waiting for an explanation.

“From the moment I set out, I knew that no matter what I faced, it would not be strange.”

"Although I don't quite understand the elders' thoughts, I am willing to die for the Spirit Hall!"

Covering his broken arm, the middle-aged man grinned: "Is death so scary? Without the Spirit Hall, I would have died a long time ago. Just consider it as repayment. Gun Ghost and Lao Wang are the same. If we were really afraid of death, why would we choose to come here?"

When deciding whether to wear this armor, the girl from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect with messy hair and tired eyes repeatedly said that the mission was very dangerous and their lives were not guaranteed at all.

But everyone still stood there without hesitation, allowing the servants to dress them one by one.

The ghost's solemn expression relaxed a lot, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"You won't regret your decision today."

"I understand," the captain smiled, looking somewhat helpless, "but this time, we failed."

Even though the wound was bandaged in time, the massive blood loss made the face of this Soul Sage turn frighteningly pale. He lowered his head and stared at the young man who was being held at Ghost Douluo's feet, but his eyes instantly became fierce.

"Ghost Elder, are you taking this person back?"

Even though he wanted to chop the other party into pieces, the captain remained calm, knowing that the other party's origins must be complicated. "It's a bit troublesome."

Ghost Douluo's brows knitted together. "Golden Feather Longbow? I am a descendant of a small country's royal family. How dare I interfere in such matters? It's a pity that such an outstanding talent has to be used as a dog for others."

To be able to reach the level of Soul Douluo at the age of less than 30, he is not only talented, but also has great opportunities. If he really concentrates on practicing for ten years, he may have a chance to become the youngest Titled Douluo.

Unfortunately.
“Those good-for-nothings from the Tiandou royal family have no strength, but they try to coax people in one way and another.” Ghost Douluo shook his head speechlessly, looking at the young man lying on the ground with mud on his face, with pity and mockery in his eyes.

"It's a pity that even though you have improved your cultivation, you still don't have any brains. Can you afford to offend the Spirit Hall?"

"Me, let me go, I'll do anything!"

The young Soul Douluo took a deep breath, trying to suppress the humiliation and embarrassment, and forced a smile: "I know you, Ghost Douluo Guimei, a favorite of His Holiness the Pope. What do you think of my talent?"

"I have admired the Spirit Hall for a long time, as long as..."

boom!
With a harsh sound like a watermelon breaking, the big head exploded into several red and white sticky pieces, shocking the group of tin can people in the tin cans.

"We have already met each other in life and death. What if you join the Spirit Hall and bear a grudge against me? I don't want to be watched by a junior who is extremely talented and younger than me all the time."

After wiping the debris off his feet on the ground, Guimei put his hands behind his back and spoke in a flat tone.

"For a person like you, you can't join the Spirit Hall, and you can't let the tiger go back to the mountains and give it to the idiots of the royal family for nothing, so I have no choice but to do this."

Just, just kill him like that?
The captain covered his head with his only remaining left hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. All the worries in his heart disappeared with this powerful kick.

"Pack your equipment and go. What are you still standing there for? Do you still need me to treat you?"

With his right foot stamping on the ground, Ghost Douluo looked at the indifferent people with a low voice, obviously dissatisfied.

"Please wait."

They picked up all the weapons and equipment of their dead teammates and put them into their soul guides. They didn't have time to tidy up the remains of their fallen teammates and could only prepare to put them together with the equipment.

"and many more."

Before they could make any move, they were stopped by Guimei, who handed them two seemingly inconspicuous rings.

"this is?"

The dark ring was inlaid with a pale blue mottled gemstone, with the word "Soul" faintly engraved in the middle. If it had not been carefully taken out by Guimei and placed on a normal stall, it would have been a low-quality handicraft that could not be sold at a good price.

"Put it on them."

The ghost said calmly: "Life goes on, reincarnation never stops, and if you are lucky enough, death is also a kind of rebirth."

Is death also a kind of rebirth?
Could it be that our Spirit Hall can bring people back to life from the dead? !

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, the always courageous Ning Xing stepped forward and respectfully asked the key question: "Excuse me, Elder Ghost, what is luck?"

"This."

Guimei also fell silent, which was rare. He looked at the hopeful eyes of the few people and spoke expressionlessly.

"It depends on when that person wakes up."

(End of this chapter)