Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 430 God’s Death
The battlefield below has witnessed over a month of fierce fighting, and the number of soldiers buried here has reached one million.

Although the God of War cannot mobilize the resentment and killing intent of vengeful spirits like Asuras and Rakshasa, the characteristics of the divine position itself can transform these souls who died on the battlefield into battle spirits to amplify himself.

This is an ability that the God of War inherently possesses, and the Golden Crocodile burning the God of War's divine position merely amplifies this ability several times over.

"Twilight Battle Realm, open!"

With a furious roar, the Golden Crocodile raised its war spear high, and countless illusory battle spirits, radiating a faint golden light, rushed into it.

A moment later, the Spear of War finished absorbing the energy, and a golden beam of light shot out from the sharp spearhead, which looked as if it were made of gold.

The golden beam of light appeared for only a moment before shattering into countless fragments that covered the entire battlefield.

From the battlefield, it seems that nothing has changed.

From outside the battlefield, the soldiers patrolling the high walls of the Tiandou Fortress saw the battlefield between their own fortress and the Xingluo Fortress suddenly vanish into thin air, leaving only a white expanse until a blurry fortress appeared at the edge of their vision, confirming that their eyes were not malfunctioning.

"A sealing-type divine skill?"

At the edge of the battlefield, Lin Rong touched the boundary wall that was blocking his and the old butler's way forward, and tried to cut it with the Space Blade and the Xuanji Blade to see if he could break it.

However, the moment the blades of the Space Blade and the Xuanji Blade touched the boundary wall, they were blasted away by an irresistible force.

"What a powerful force."

Lin Rong thought to himself that the power maintaining this barrier must come from the battlefield beneath the Golden Crocodile.

If such immense power, transformed through the burning of the God of War's divine position, could easily break through the barrier, then Jin E's God of War's divine position would be just like Qian Renxue in the original work, burning her divine position in vain.

In the original story, Qian Renxue's desperate attack of burning her divine position failed to kill Tang San, who was now a dual-god entity. However, the barrier formed by Jin E burning his divine position and absorbing the power of the battlefield successfully trapped him and the old steward.

Boom~
The spear of war was hurled, but missed its target, striking the boundary wall and creating ripples.

"Huh? This barrier isn't immune to attacks launched by the Golden Crocodile itself?"

Lin Rong and the old butler stepped aside and caught a glimpse of the ripples on the boundary wall, quite surprised.

Normally, rule-based skills should be able to make one immune to the damage they cause. Is it because this barrier was created by the Golden Crocodile with the help of external forces?
"Damn it, if you've got the guts, don't try to hide!"

The golden crocodile roared in anger at missing its target.

He had no choice but to be anxious, because once the divine position was burned, it was irreversible, and the duration was extremely limited, lasting only five minutes.

Five minutes later, he will fall from the realm of gods because his God of War position will be burned out. His cultivation level will not be the peerless Douluo of level 99, but the Soul Douluo of level 89, a permanent level 89 Soul Douluo.

"Heh, you've already burned your divine position, do you expect me to confront you head-on?"

"The fact that you can ask such a question shows that you are a fool, but it doesn't mean that I am a fool. I won't obediently pretend to be strong just because you say one thing."

As he spoke, the Space Blade and the Xuanji Blade in Lin Rong's hands both emitted a silvery-white light.

Although he cannot use spatial power to teleport out due to the rules, it does not affect his ability to travel through space within the barrier.

If it were just the Golden Crocodile burning the God of War's throne, he and the old butler could fight together. But the Golden Crocodile, who has absorbed the power of the battlefield, is not someone they can confront head-on at the moment.

Therefore, Lin Rong never intended to confront the Golden Crocodile head-on from the beginning. The burning of the divine position only lasts for a short while, so wouldn't it be better to use the power of space to wear it off?

“You…” Jin E was furious after hearing this.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Let's see how long you can hide!"

... About five minutes later.

The Battle Realm disappeared due to the exhaustion of its power, and the battlefield that was enveloped by the Battle Realm returned to reality.

"you you……"

With his divine position burned away and his realm reduced to that of a Soul Douluo, Golden Crocodile lay sprawled on the ground, the Spear of War embedded beside him.

As a divine artifact passed down from the God of War, the shattering of the God of War's divine position turned the spear, which was originally cast in gold, into a rusty mortal weapon.

The golden crocodile struggled to lift its head, its gaze towards Lin Rong unusually complex, a mixture of emotions including anger, resentment, unwillingness, and even envy...

"This should have been the golden age of our Spirit Hall. If it weren't for you, my elder brother and young master would have led the Spirit Hall to become the overlord of the Douluo Continent."

"Why? Why did you appear and destroy everything, destroying everything that should belong to the Spirit Hall!"

"If only... if you were also a member of my Spirit Hall..."

"Unfortunately, I am not, and I don't want to be." Upon hearing this, Lin Rong slowly lowered her head, meeting the gaze of the golden crocodile, and said:
"The legitimate Qian family of the Spirit Hall. If I were born into the Spirit Hall, I would be destined to be a subject of the Qian family, dedicating my entire life to the glory and prosperity of the Qian family, just like you."

"As a subject, you have given everything for the Spirit Hall. You deserve the title of loyalty and righteousness. I respect you, but our positions are different, so I will give you a dignified end."

Golden light appeared in Lin Rong's black eyes, and a long golden needle condensed from her pale golden divine sense and pierced the golden crocodile's brow.

Having fallen from the position of God of War, Golden Crocodile's soul also fell back to that of a mortal. It had no power to resist the attack of divine consciousness and shattered at the slightest touch. Its soul was completely obliterated in an instant.

As his soul dissipated, the pupils in the golden crocodile's eyes also dilated, and his aged body lay helplessly on the cold ground.

"This fortress was built on the ruins of the Spirit Hall."

"Grandpa Yu, let's find a place in the fortress to bury the golden crocodile. That would be a respectable way to do things."

Lin Rong said to the old housekeeper.

"This old servant understands." The old steward quietly looked down at the dead golden crocodile on the ground, and in the reflection of his pupils, he seemed to see his own reflection.

He and Jin E are similar in many ways, each serving their own master. He is loyal to the Lin family, and even more so to the young master; Jin E is loyal to the Qian family, and even more so to Qian Daoliu.

Yu Yuan bent down and picked up the golden crocodile. Instead of flying back to the fortress, he walked past a group of high-level soul masters who had come here.

"Your Majesty, what is going on?"

Ning Fengzhi tried his best to maintain a calm expression, but his trembling pupils betrayed his inner emotions.

The fall of a dignified god has had the greatest impact on him and the soul masters behind him.

"The golden crocodile is dead."

Lin Rong said something that everyone already knows.

"..."

Ning Fengzhi certainly knew that wasn't what he wanted to ask, but...

"Ah, I see. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, Your Majesty."

Ning Fengzhi looked as if he had just realized something, then gestured to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, ignoring the curiosity of others, and led the group of Soul Masters back the way they came.

(End of this chapter)