Douluo: Reincarnation of Kuiba, Wuhun Chongtian Lance

Chapter 82: Lin Yao Warrior, Hai Wenxiang
At that critical moment, Huanming knew that he was in a desperate situation.

Faced with the combined attack of Rakshasa and Bibi Dong, he had no choice.

The fate of the Slaughter City hangs by a thread, and he is the last hope of this land.

Huanming's eyes opened wide with an unyielding fire burning in them. He suddenly shouted loudly, and all the strength in his body surged towards the spear in his hand like a raging torrent.

At the same time, the eight meridian gates around him opened together, emitting dazzling light, and the powerful energy fluctuations made the surrounding space seem to be distorted.

"Qi Heng San!"

Huanming shouted the name with all his strength, his voice was filled with his longing for his comrades, his desire for power and his firm belief in protecting the City of Slaughter.

As he shouted, a mysterious and powerful force gushed out from the spear, and the earth trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, a huge and mighty pulse beast slowly appeared in the light.

Huanming rushed towards the pulse beast without hesitation and merged with it in an instant.

After the fusion, Huanming's power was greatly enhanced, and he exuded a terrifying aura, as if he was a god of war from ancient times, majestic and inviolable.

Holding the lance in his hand, he rushed towards Rakshasa God and Bibi Dong again like an invincible god.

The forces of both sides collided violently again, and this time, the situation was instantly tied.

When Rakshasa saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then his cold expression returned to his original look.

He snorted coldly, and suddenly a Rakshasa Shadow Scythe emitting a strange light appeared in his hand, and then he handed it to Bibi Dong without hesitation.

Rakshasa God himself flashed and pounced towards Huanming like a ghost, trying to restrain him with all his strength and create an opportunity for Bibi Dong to attack the demon heroes and soldiers in the Slaughter City.

Bibi Dong took the Rakshasa Shadow Scythe and a ferocious smile appeared on her face.

She brandished her sickle and rushed madly towards the people in the City of Slaughter with a powerful evil force.

The demon heroes rose up to resist, but under the powerful and strange power of the Rakshasa Shadow Scythe, they were easily knocked away like fragile ants.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with screams and blood splattered everywhere. The City of Slaughter fell into a bloody disaster and suffered heavy losses.

Huanming was extremely anxious. On one hand, he had to deal with the entanglement of the Rakshasa God, and on the other hand, he was worried about his companions in the City of Slaughter.

He roared angrily and swung his spear continuously, trying to break free from the Rakshasa God's control and stop Bibi Dong's atrocities.

However, Rakshasa's power was too strong, and every attack of Huanming was cleverly resolved by Him, and he was never able to break through Rakshasa's defense line.

At this desperate moment, a strong belief was rekindled in Huanming's heart.

He knew very well that he could not give up just like that. He was Kuiba, the hero of the City of Slaughter. He had to use up his last bit of strength for the people here and for the companions who trusted him and followed him.

Huanming once again concentrated all his mental strength and merged his will with Chongtian Spear.

His eyes revealed a determination to face death head on.

"what--!"

He let out an earth-shaking roar, and the light on the spear instantly exploded to its extreme. An extremely powerful beam of light rushed towards the sky like a bolt of lightning that cut through the darkness.

This beam of light illuminated the entire battlefield, attracting everyone's attention.

In that light, there seemed to be a mysterious and ancient power surging, as if it was the power from the beginning of heaven and earth, containing endless mysteries and hope.

Then, a figure slowly descended in the light.

She was lithe and graceful, like a fairy walking out of the water, emitting a soft blue light all over her body, giving people a peaceful yet powerful feeling.

This person is none other than the Lin Yao warrior Hai Wenxiang.

After Hai Wenxiang landed, he looked towards the battlefield with a determined gaze.

She felt Huanming's plight and saw the tragic situation in the City of Slaughter, and a feeling of grief and indignation welled up in her heart.

Without any hesitation, she quickly summoned her pulse beast.

It was a gigantic water beast, like a rushing river, containing endless power and vitality.

The moment the pulse beast appeared, the air around it became humid, as if the entire battlefield was covered by a world of water.

As soon as the water-type vein beast appeared, it rushed towards Bibi Dong.

Wherever it passed, water splashed and formed a powerful water curtain that blocked all of Bibi Dong's attacks.

Hai Wenxiang stood on the pulse beast, waving his hands as if conducting a symphony on the water, commanding the pulse beast to attack.

Water arrows spurted out from the mouth of the pulse beast, like sharp blades, shooting towards Bibi Dong and the enemies around her with powerful impact.

Bibi Dong was caught off guard by this sudden attack, and she quickly waved the Rakshasa Shadow Scythe to defend herself.

But the attacks of the water-type beasts were continuous and powerful, gradually putting her in trouble.

There was an expression of surprise and anger on her face. She obviously did not expect such a powerful opponent to suddenly appear to block her attack.

With the help of Hai Wenxiang, the situation in the City of Slaughter was instantly reversed.

The demon heroes saw the dawn of hope, they cheered themselves up and joined the battle, fighting the enemy together with Hai Wenxiang.

Their hearts were filled with gratitude and admiration for Hai Wenxiang, and they were also inspired by her courage and strength.

However, after delivering that powerful blow, Huanming's strength was severely overdrawn.

His body was shaking, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and finally he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

His body was like a withered leaf, slowly falling from the sky.

Hai Wenxiang noticed Huanming's condition during the battle.

Her heart tightened, but at this moment she couldn't be distracted to take care of Huanming, so she could only pray silently in her heart that he was safe.

She became more determined to defeat the enemy, protect the City of Slaughter, protect Huanming and everyone here.

The battle is still raging.

Hai Wenxiang and her water-type beast worked in perfect harmony and continuously attacked the enemy.

Under this powerful offensive, the soldiers of the Justice League began to retreat.

Their original morale had been shaken by the powerful strength of Huanming and Hai Wenxiang, and now they had no fighting spirit at all and fled in all directions.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Rakshasa God decided to take action against Hai Wenxiang himself.

He flashed in front of Hai Wenxiang, gathered a powerful divine force in his hands, and prepared to launch a fatal blow at her.

The divine power exuded a terrifying aura, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed by its pressure, as if it was going to devour everything.

Hai Wenxiang looked at the Rakshasa God without fear. She knew in her heart that this was a battle for the survival of the City of Slaughter and she could not retreat.

She concentrated her mind and mobilized all the strength of the water beasts to prepare for the attack of the Rakshasa God.

There was a firmness and determination in her eyes, as if telling the world that she would never give up easily.

Just when Rakshasa was about to launch an attack, Hai Wenxiang suddenly felt a mysterious power surging in his body.

This power was warm and powerful, instantly further enhancing her strength.

She knew in her heart that this was the power of faith from the City of Slaughter, the power given by the people here's desire for peace and their trust in her.

Hai Wenxiang seized this opportunity, and while Rakshasa God was attacking, she commanded the water beast to launch its strongest attack. A huge wave of water swept towards Rakshasa God like a roaring dragon.

There is a powerful force contained in the waves, not only Hai Wenxiang's own power, but also the power of faith of the City of Slaughter.

Rakshasa was caught off guard by this sudden powerful attack. His divine power collided with the waves, causing a huge explosion.

The shock wave of the explosion spread in all directions, shaking the entire battlefield.

The Rakshasa God was knocked back a few steps in the explosion, and the light on his body dimmed a little.

Hai Wenxiang took advantage of the victory and continued to command the water vein beasts to attack, not giving the Rakshasa God a chance to breathe.

Water arrows shot towards the Rakshasa God like raindrops, forcing him to defend with all his strength.

Under Hai Wenxiang's fierce attack, Rakshasa God gradually fell into a passive position.

Because he had consumed too much divine power in the battle with Huanming.

On the other side, Bibi Dong saw that Rakshasa God was in trouble. She wanted to go to support him, but was tightly entangled by the demon heroes from the City of Slaughter.

Inspired by Hai Wenxiang, the heroes displayed unprecedented courage and strength.

They fought Bibi Dong desperately, making it impossible for her to escape.

In the fierce battle, Hai Wenxiang gradually gained the upper hand.

Her water-type beasts thrive on the battlefield, constantly causing damage to the enemy.

The soldiers of the Justice League were defeated one after another under the attack of Hai Wenxiang and the demon heroes.

They began to lose the will to fight and just wanted to escape from this terrible battlefield.

Eventually, the Justice League could no longer withstand the attacks of Hai Wenxiang and the demon heroes of Slaughter City, and they began to retreat.

Bibi Dong saw that the situation was hopeless and her heart was filled with resentment and anger, but she also understood that the situation could not be reversed at this point.

She glared at Hai Wenxiang and Killing City fiercely, then fled the battlefield with the remaining soldiers.

The war finally ended temporarily.

The demon heroes in the City of Slaughter looked at their devastated homes, their hearts filled with grief and anger.

But they also knew that victory in this war was hard-won, and it was Hai Wenxiang's timely appearance and heroic fighting that allowed them to keep this land.

Their hearts were filled with gratitude and admiration for Hai Wenxiang.

Hai Wenxiang looked at the mess on the battlefield and felt filled with emotion.

She came to Huanming and gently picked him up.

At this time, Huanming was still unconscious, his face was pale and his breath was weak.

A trace of worry flashed in Hai Wenxiang's eyes. She didn't know when Huanming would wake up, but she decided to stay by his side until he recovered.

The heroes began to clean up the battlefield, repair the city walls and treat the wounded.

They paid a heavy price in this war, but their faith was not destroyed.

They knew that as long as they united, they could defend their homeland.

In the following days, Hai Wenxiang stayed with Huanming.

She used her own power to heal Huanming's wounds, and at the same time continued to talk to him, hoping to awaken his consciousness.

Although Huanming never woke up, Hai Wenxiang never gave up hope.

As time went by, the City of Killing gradually came back to life.

The city walls were repaired and the wounded gradually recovered.

After experiencing this war, the demon heroes became stronger and more united.

They began to intensify their training and improve their strength in order to deal with possible threats in the future.

And Hai Wenxiang also became a hero of the City of Slaughter.

"Kuiba, I haven't said a word to you yet, you can't keep sleeping."

In the Killing Palace, Hai Wenxiang looked at Huanming lying on the bed and muttered to herself.

She didn't know this man, but from his performance on the battlefield, she could tell that he was worthy of her following.

It was like this with Mi Lin in the beginning, and it is like this with Huan Ming now.

Yunsha and Zhu Zhuyun walked in. When they saw this scene, they sighed.

Yunsha walked gently to Hai Wenxiang and said softly:
"Hai Wenxiang, don't worry too much. I believe Kuiba will wake up. He is our hero and has a strong vitality."

Zhu Zhuyun also nodded in agreement: "Yes, he has survived so many hardships and difficulties, and he will be fine this time.

"Don't overwork yourself. You've done so much for our Slaughter City. You should take a good rest."

Hai Wenxiang shook her head slightly, still looking at Huanming firmly: "I'm not tired, I just want him to wake up soon.

"I can feel the persistence and strength in his heart. I believe he will not continue to sleep like this."

As the days passed, Hai Wenxiang not only took care of Huanming, but also often exchanged combat experiences with the demon heroes to help them further improve their strength.

Her water-based meridian technique skills opened the eyes of the demon heroes, and they all humbly came to her for advice.

On the training ground, Hai Wenxiang always patiently guides every demon hero. Her gentleness and tenacity win everyone's respect and love.

"You must remember that the use of pulse techniques is not only the release of power, but also the embodiment of inner beliefs." Hai Wenxiang said seriously to the demon heroes:

"When our hearts are filled with the love of protecting our homeland, our pulse technique can exert its greatest power."

The demon heroes were deeply inspired and trained even harder.

Hai Wenxiang also actively participated in the reconstruction of the City of Slaughter.

She used her power to help repair the wall. The soft blue light enveloped the stones, as if giving them new life and making the wall stronger.

She also participated in the planning and construction of the city with everyone and put forward many constructive suggestions, so that the Killing City not only recovered but also had some new changes and developments.

At night, Hai Wenxiang often sat alone on the roof of the palace, gazing at the starry sky and praying silently for Huanming.

The breeze blew through her hair, and her eyes were full of worry and expectation.

"Kuiba, you must wake up soon. We are all waiting for you. The Slaughter City needs you."

She whispered softly, her voice floating in the night air.

Under Hai Wenxiang's careful care, Huanming's physical condition gradually improved.

His face was no longer so pale, and his breathing became much calmer.

One day, when Hai Wenxiang was wiping his forehead as usual, she felt Huanming's fingers move slightly.

Hai Wenxiang's heart suddenly surged with joy. She quickly held Huanming's hand and called softly:
"Kuiba, can you hear me? Wake up."

(End of this chapter)