Chapter 15 The storm is coming
The bonfire gradually died down, and the gathering came to an end.

Wendy drank too much and fell asleep leaning against the rocks by the lake. Gu Yuena also calmed down and began to seriously think about Xiao's proposal.

Become the master of the chessboard?
In Gu Yuena's memory, the so-called "chessboard master" was a high and mighty god! Although her memory was a little fuzzy, wasn't the death of the Dragon God in ancient times caused by the gods? After the gods discussed it, they also set an iron rule that soul beasts could not become gods, and they had been suppressing the soul beast lineage for millions of years.

Think of this.

Gu Yuena's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and a flame of revenge began to burn.

At this time, Xiao, who was used to being alone, had already walked into the deep forest alone.

Listening to the rustling wind in his ears and feeling the breath of nature, Xiao felt refreshed.

In the past, I often walked in the wilderness, but it was rare for me to have the leisure time to listen carefully to the whispers of nature.

suddenly.

A call came to Xiao's ear!
"elf--!"

This call, like a sad elegy, seems helpless and at a loss.

But this sound came from thousands of miles away! From the edge of this forest! From the cry of a mother!

Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

The light golden eyes were as bright as starlight in the night.

"is her?"

Just for a moment.

Xiao's figure has disappeared from the spot.

at the same time!

At the edge of the Star Forest, a hoarse and low voice of questioning was heard.

"Bibi Dong, the hundred thousand year soul beast you mentioned is this kind of creature?"

In the jungle.

I saw an old man with a short and strong figure, wearing heavy golden armor, using his right hand that had turned into a sharp claw to tightly grasp the throat of the Seven-Colored Demonic Deer.

The old man had white hair and beard, and his face was so fierce that people dared not look at him directly.

At this moment, the spirit rings under his feet rotated, showing nine colors: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red. Especially the last red 100,000-year spirit ring, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night!
The person in front of him was the second worshiper of the Elder Hall - Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Now, he is already a level 98 strong attack-type peak Douluo!
Even Pope Bibi Dong had to show him some courtesy.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the prey in front of him, his eyes full of disdain and arrogance.

"Is this kind of stuff worthy of the seven priests and nine elders of our 'Elder Hall' taking action at the same time?"

"If you, the Outer Hall, can't even take it, then you are too useless!?"

Hear this.

Standing not far away, Pope Bibi Dong, who was here in person, showed some displeasure in her eyes. There was a hint of anger rising in her beautiful eyes.

But at this moment, all the priests and elders were here, and Bibi Dong could only suppress the anger in her heart.

"The Second Priest must have misunderstood..."

Bibi Dong bowed her hands to show respect to Golden Crocodile Douluo. Then, she continued:
"If it was just this 100,000-year-old Seven-Colored Demonic Deer, Elders Gui and Ju could easily subdue it with their strength. Why would it be necessary for all of you to attack at the same time?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"It's hard to say. Maybe... those two so-called strong men who claim to have reached level 95 are just useless people with nothing on them! Your judgment of people is never very good!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's words were extremely harsh, and he was poking at Bibi Dong's sore spots both overtly and covertly.

Bibi Dong was filled with rage, and her knuckles, which were gripping the scepter tightly, turned pale.

"Second priest, watch your words!"

Bibi Dong said in a deep voice, as cold as ice:
"As the Pope, I am nominally your leader. I respect you and all the elders! But... don't push your luck!"

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly and looked at Bibi Dong with disdain.

"What? Your Holiness, do you want to go out and fight an old man like me in person?!"

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere on both sides became tense.

A calm voice sounded, but it stirred people's hearts like the morning bell and evening drum.

"You all, stop arguing!"

A handsome man wearing a gray-white robe suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He flew in the air, and his six white-gold angel wings slowly spread out in the night sky, appearing particularly dazzling.

The man had a peaceful face and looked to be in his early thirties at most. Even the hair behind him was light blonde.

Although he was dressed simply and had an elegant and easy-going demeanor, the divinity revealed in his conversation still made people want to worship him.

See who's coming.

Including Golden Crocodile Douluo, the seven priests and nine elders of the Elder Hall all knelt on one knee and saluted him respectfully.

"We welcome the great worshiper!"

Even the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just been disdainful and provocative towards Bibi Dong, was now behaving respectfully in front of this "Great Priest".

And this "Great Priest" is none other than Qian Daoliu, the actual person in charge of the Spirit Hall.

"No need to be polite, just get up!"

Qian Daoliu waved to everyone, signaling them to stand up. Then he flew down and landed in front of Bibi Dong.

"Since this 'Seven-Colored Demonic Deer' is not the target of this mission, then who is the target that His Holiness the Pope is looking for?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong also respectfully clasped her hands together and bowed to Qian Daoliu.

Immediately, she began to explain:
"According to Elder Ju's description, it is a peerless beast with wind attributes!"

"Since it has always appeared in human form, Elder Ju does not know its true form."

"But this beast is extremely ferocious. It killed Elder Gui and severely injured Elder Ju! If it is not eliminated as soon as possible, it may become a serious problem!"

Qian Daoliu was thoughtful after hearing this.

"A peerless beast with wind attributes?"

"Over the years, I have never heard of such a ferocious beast appearing on this continent. However, the depths of the Xingdou Great Forest are too mysterious, so it is normal for ferocious beasts beyond our knowledge to exist."

There was a pause.

Qian Daoliu continued:
"I wonder... Elder Ju, can you explain where the peerless beast last appeared?"

Bibi responded:
"It is said to be a small fishing village on the coast, and the villagers are ordinary people who make a living by fishing."

Qian Daoliu hooked his right finger and gently supported his chin.

"Is that so?"

"Then I suggest that Your Holiness send a team to investigate the small fishing village. However... do not disturb the civilians there."

Bibi Dong heard this, nodded, and responded seriously:
"That makes sense! I will send a team of men to investigate the small fishing village."

"As for all the worshippers and elders, please rest here for a while."

suddenly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo grabbed the throat of the Seven-Colored Demonic Deer and strode forward.

"Then how should we deal with this beast?"

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment and waved his hand.

"Since it has nothing to do with this mission, why not..."

Before Qian Daoliu could finish his words, Bibi Dong took the initiative and interrupted him.

"No!"

"This... is a genuine 100,000-year-old soul beast, the kind that countless soul masters dream of having!"

"How can we let go of this rare opportunity?"

"It would be better to break its limbs, tie it up with the Soul-Locking Chain, and keep it as a captive!"

"When the need arises, we will kill it, dig out its soul bones, and take its soul ring!"

(End of this chapter)

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