Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

Tiandou Palace.

The air was as thick as congealed blood, pressing heavily on everyone's chest.

Even the gilded dome and magnificent pillars were covered with a layer of deathly gray.

Emperor Xueye sat slumped on his throne.

The imperial robe, a symbol of supreme power, now hung loosely on his hunched body, resembling more of a heavy shroud.

The eyes that were once as sharp as a hawk's are now cloudy and empty, sunken deep in their sallow sockets, fixed on a point in the void.

Full of vigor? It had long been devoured by years of war and betrayal, leaving only a shell hollowed out by despair.

Luckily...yes, luckily.

Thanks to that boy named Qian Renshang and his group of monstrous companions, the Empire managed to catch its breath under the iron heel of the Spirit Hall.

But that panting was as fleeting as the cold glint of a blade.

War, that greedy beast, has never truly given in!
Along the border, scorched earth spread, broken halberds and tattered flags were planted on piles of swollen corpses, and the cawing of crows drowned out the dying groans.

Inside the city? Refugees, like festering sores, filled every street and alleyway, reeking of excrement and despair. The rumors of cannibalism were no secret.

I thought... that with the few sparks left by Qian Renshang, we could barely keep this dilapidated house afloat.

On that snowy night, he even fantasized about a laughable glimmer of dawn.

Then--

Xingluo! That venomous snake that has always lurked in the shadows!

Finally, at this most vulnerable moment for the empire, it bared its venomous fangs! With a vicious bite, it pierced through the heart of Tian Dou!

It’s over.

Inside, the granaries were empty, the people's hearts were broken, and the nobles were like hyenas smelling carrion, ready to pounce.

Outside, the Iron Cross Flag of the Spirit Hall and the Roaring Tiger Flag of the Star Luo Sect stood like two giant steel gates slowly closing!
The empire's territory is being torn apart and swallowed piece by piece by these two behemoths!
In the snowy night, his head drooped as if it weighed a thousand pounds, his empty gaze sweeping across the cold floor tiles.

In a daze, the figure of that boy with flying black hair and arrogant eyes flickered before my eyes again.

Qian Renshang… He bet on the right person! That young man was indeed as he had hoped, a sharp blade capable of cleaving through desperate situations!
If he were here... perhaps... perhaps...

A choking cough, tinged with the smell of rust, shattered this futile dream.

The blade? Long gone. All that's left for him is this drafty, crumbling imperial prison!
boom--!
The heavy gates of the palace were forced open!

A soldier covered in blood and with shattered armor scrambled in!

His helmet was gone, his face was covered in blood and mud, one eye was covered by congealed scabs, and in his remaining eye, only the most primal fear remained!
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty!!!" A hoarse, broken voice ripped through the deathly silence.

"It's collapsed! It's completely collapsed!"

"The Star Luo army... the Spirit Hall's Soul Master legion... they all attacked together! Our defenses were as fragile as paper! They've broken through! Completely broken through!"

"We couldn't stop them... we couldn't stop them at all! Brothers... they fell in droves... their blood... flowed like a river!"

"They...they're charging! Towards...the Imperial City! They're almost there!!!"

A sudden shiver ran through my body on that snowy night!
He was jolted awake from his throne as if doused with a bucket of ice water! He stared intently at the soldier's last remaining eye, brimming with a sense of impending doom, his cracked lips trembling:

"Boom...boomed?" The voice trembled uncontrollably. "How could it...be so fast?!"

The soldier collapsed to the ground, making strange hoarse noises from his throat, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face.

"Too fast... Your Majesty... Too fast... They're all Soul Douluos... Title Douluos... and... monsters..."

"The city... is about to fall... it's about to fall!"

"boom--!"

On that snowy night, I felt something explode in my head! My vision went black!
The world spun around him! His withered hands gripped the cold, golden armrests tightly, his nails cracked, oozing dark red blood, his knuckles as white as a dead man's bones.

It’s over.

This time, it's really over.

The already battered and wrecked ship, Tian Dou, is finally... about to be completely swallowed up by this monstrous sea of ​​blood. (End of Chapter)