Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 50 The Justice of the Angel God
After returning from Tiandou Cemetery, they rested normally at night. The next day, Wu Zhangkong took Tang Wulin to the Tang Sect, while Lin Ci stayed alone in the hotel.

After a short period of training, he completely absorbed the power of those evil soul masters. With the help of the eleven Soul Masters, his soul power had reached the peak of Soul Master. If that Soul King hadn't escaped, he would have broken through to Soul Sect by now.

But it’s okay now. The soul power increased by this method is not stable after all. It’s a good thing for him to lay a good foundation and incubate it for a while.

After finishing his training, Lin Ci went out and prepared to explore Tiandou City on his own.

Tiandou City was a little chilly in the early morning, and the fog had not yet completely dissipated, casting a thin veil over this ancient and prosperous city.

The street vendors have already started hawking their wares, and coupled with the ancient buildings that have been passed down for thousands of years, it really has the flavor of 20,000 years ago.

Other cities were fine, but Tiandou City was the one that touched him the most. It might be because this ancient building often reminded him of some things.

As he walked, Lin Ci unknowingly arrived at a relatively large square.

When the morning light pierced through the mist and fell on the square, Lin Ci's pupils contracted slightly.

In the center of the square, twelve silver-gray stone pillars inscribed with runes surrounded three white jade obelisks. The obelisks' spires pointed toward the heavens, reminding him of ancient sacrificial totems. The moonlight rock paving the ground shone with tiny starlight in the sunlight. Upon closer inspection, it revealed countless tiny sculptures of six-winged angels dancing.

"So this is the place..." Lin Ci was a little dazed.

This is also a very famous tourist attraction in Tiandou City and a landmark building. Angel Memorial Square.

The giant sculpture in the center of the square was inserting a holy sword into the earth veins, and the six wings behind it stretched to the extreme in the morning breeze. It should have been a cold stone sculpture, but each feather seemed to be flowing with liquid golden light, as if it would flap its wings and soar into the air at any time.

"Big brother, do you want to feed the pigeons?" The little girl with a basket of wheat ears asked, looking up. She was about six or seven years old.

Only then did Lin Ci notice that the base of the sculpture was covered in snow-white doves of holy light. The golden rings around their necks matched the sun disc pattern on the top of the obelisk. The moment he took the grains of wheat, the flock of pigeons suddenly turned to the east, the fluttering of their wings mingling with the clear cries of swords.

Looking in the direction of the flock of worshipping pigeons, the first full ray of sunlight was just now penetrating the angel's wings. As the waterfall of light poured down, Lin Ci saw a drop of morning dew, condensed from a night's mist, dripping down from the sculpture's fingertips.

At the moment when the morning dew dripped down, Lin Ci seemed to feel a burning pain in his heart.

But it only lasted for a moment, and then my thoughts returned, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the little girl beside him explained earnestly, "Big brother, legend has it that this Angel Memorial Square was where the last Angel God slew the first 'Evil Soul Master'. It's said that the Angel God and him were once good friends, but for the sake of the people, he resolutely slew him here. Later, the people of Tiandou City built a statue here to commemorate the Angel God's righteousness. This story has been passed down to this day, and that's how the current Angel Memorial Square came to be."

As the little girl finished speaking, Lin Ci's face turned paler. Finally, he forced a smile and said, "Thank you for telling me this."

The little girl smiled sweetly: "It's okay, big brother, I'm a pigeon boy here, and I volunteer to introduce the Tiandou Memorial Square to tourists from other places."

"Are you doing this here at such a young age?" Lin Ci asked.

The little girl said with great longing, "My idol is the Angel God. I also want to be like her, upholding justice and spreading light to the world. That's why I'm willing to come here to help on a voluntary basis."

Justice, glory?
Lin Ci shook his head, silent, simply staring at the angel statue. In a trance, he seemed to see that familiar face step out of the statue again, the sword brimming with holy flames once again resting across his shoulders. He didn't know what the justice of the Angel God was. He only knew that when the angel's holy sword, representing justice, pierced his heart, the intense pain and unbelievable helplessness that lingered in his heart were the only feelings.

From then on, he no longer believed in the justice of angels and gods.

……

Dusk descended upon Tiandou City, revealing the true face of the city center at night. The Tiandou Royal Auction was being held in the massive Royal Hotel in the heart of the city. The hall was ablaze with lights, its walls covered in dazzling, colorful murals, and massive crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling.

Each seat is a comfortable leather sofa, and the table is filled with a variety of food, fruits, drinks and alcohol.

However, the entry threshold for this auction was also very high. Wu Zhangkong paid a deposit of one million federal coins before he was able to enter with Lin Ci and Tang Wulin.

It's called a deposit, but it's more like a capital verification. You need to be qualified to enter the auction; there's no such thing as just walking around without money. This might be the true face of the prosperous Tiandou City.

When they entered the auction, the three of them wore a special mask specially made for the auction, which could distort their soul characteristics and voice.

The gilded door knocker suddenly glowed blue, and two lines of waiters emerged, stepping on floating stone slabs. Their silver moon masks shone with liquid metal, and their voices, distorted by special processing, rendered their gender indistinguishable: "Dear guest, please proceed to the Rainbow Bridge."

Under the waiter's guidance, Lin Ci and the other two found their designated seats. Of course, they all shared the same number.

The auction hall in Tiandou City was extremely large and luxurious. It had two floors, and not counting the private rooms on the upper floor, the first floor could accommodate two to three hundred people.

Of course, Tang Wulin was the only one who was surprised. Lin Ci and Wu Zhangkong were not overly impressed.

Lin Ci casually said to the waiter next to him, "Bring me something to drink, anything."

The waiter nodded and left very quickly without any unnecessary nonsense.

Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with curiosity. "Brother Ci, how come you are so skilled? Have you been here before?"

Lin Ci shook his head. "Of course not. But you have to know that you are here to consume, so they should provide you with service. There's no need to be embarrassed."

"Hmm." Tang Wulin's eyes lit up, and then he looked at the waiter not far away, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Lin Ci stopped him, saying, "It's impossible for you to ask him to give you a hundred buns. This is an auction, not a buffet."

He suspected that if he spoke any later, this guy would really treat this place as a buffet.

Tang Wulin chuckled awkwardly. He had really wanted to do that earlier, but after thinking about it, it seemed inappropriate.

Less than half an hour later, the lights in the hall gradually dimmed, and the noisy sounds in the entire hall began to quiet down.

(End of this chapter)