Douluo: Lord of Arms

Chapter 242 Hey, can we reconcile?
"Om-!"

A red humanoid mech left a long arc in the sky and suddenly stopped in mid-air. Only then did a deep whooshing sound echo in the air as the mech scanned its surroundings.

The sea was covered with countless fish carcasses, the elements in the sky were chaotic, and two soul power fluctuations containing different wills were still turbulent between heaven and earth.

Mu Ye raised his hand and caught a wisp of soul power floating in the air. After carefully sensing it, his heart sank slightly.

The most residual fire elemental power remained, while Lin Xingyu's power remained relatively weak.

A flash of light appeared, and an old man's figure stopped beside Mu Ye. The old man was dressed in blue and gold armor. He glanced at the battlefield and then turned to look at Mu Ye.

"How about it?"

Makino shook his head and said in a low voice, "The two who fought should not be dead, but a winner should have been decided. I don't know where they went."

Chen Xinjie said with some interest, "I didn't expect that Hades Douluo Halosa is still alive. He hasn't shown up for so long. I thought that Heavenly Favored Douluo had killed him completely back then."

After a pause, Chen Xinjie said, "It's not surprising that he's alive. He's been resurrected several times before, but he hasn't shown up for so long. It seems that the injuries that Tianjuan Douluo inflicted on him back then were quite serious."

“No!” Makino shook his head. “There is another possibility. Although Harosa was crazy and massacred cities many times before, his purpose in each action was quite clear: to improve himself through killing.”

"He hasn't shown himself for decades, probably because his strength has already reached its limit, and ordinary killing has little effect on him."

Chen Xinjie's expression changed, "A quasi-god?"

"They're not quasi-gods, and they don't have the power to make me turn around and run!"

After a moment of silence, Chen Xinjie continued, "I will propose to strengthen the manhunt for the Holy Spirit Cult. Lin Xingyu is also a member of our War God Temple. No matter what, we will definitely retaliate this time. Who is the other evil soul master who attacked you?"

Hearing Chen Xinjie's tone implying that Lin Xingyu was dead, Mu Ye's lips twitched. He didn't believe his disciple was dead. Logically speaking, he should have been able to escape no matter what. Recalling the scene at the time, Mu Ye said, "Level 97 Title Douluo, Three-Word Battle Armor, Martial Soul is Dark Phoenix, female, I didn't see her face, she was always wearing a mask."

Hearing Mu Ye's words, Chen Xinjie nodded thoughtfully. Thanks to the existence of Martial Souls, apart from those with first-generation mutated Martial Souls, once other powerful individuals reveal their Martial Souls, others can generally guess their strength or weakness.

'A level 97 Dark Phoenix, Leng Yulai? We should ask the Leng family at the Spirit Pagoda…'

Undeterred, Makino carefully circled the site again and found a few scattered fragments of broken soul tools on the seabed.

As for Lin Xingyu's whereabouts, they still couldn't find him. After counting the types of soul tools, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There are still a few soul tools that trigger a chain reaction of life-saving effects that haven't been activated, so the person should be fine.

……

Tianhai City.

In a corner room, thick, dark blue curtains completely blocked out the outside world, and only a soul-guiding lamp emitted a bright light.

Leng Yulai, who looked to be only thirty years old, was reclining on a velvet sofa with her arms behind her back.

Her dark red hair looked somewhat messy, with a few strands falling onto her full, rounded chest.

Her deep black robe, like a curtain falling in the night, outlined her full figure, and the glimpses of her fair skin created a striking contrast with the dark robe.

"Ok!"

Amidst the intense pain of the violent turmoil in her spiritual sea, Leng Yulai groaned and opened her eyes.

Having just regained consciousness, she was then gripped by excruciating pain, and couldn't help but let out another muffled groan. Without thinking to observe her surroundings, she carefully assessed her own condition, and Leng Yulai's heart sank.

Her spiritual sea had been severely damaged and was still in constant turmoil. It was clear that it would not be able to recover in a short time. There was also a force suppressing and sealing her spiritual power, making it even more difficult for her to recover.

The soul power within his body was tightly locked, his internal organs were severely damaged, and his meridians were injured in countless places. Even the slightest movement caused him excruciating pain.

Even the martial spirit showed a noticeable sense of weakness.

When her spiritual sea was severely damaged, she had already recovered from her physical injuries using Phoenix Rebirth. Now, it's clear that she's been dealt another blow.

Without treatment, a chill ran through Leng Yulai's heart.

He opened his eyes and looked around. It was clearly a hotel. On the bed opposite him, the person Harosa had ordered him to kill was sitting cross-legged, with streams of light flowing around him.

With abundant vital energy and a vast spirit, he sat there cross-legged like a sleeping dragon, and there was a faint feeling of indestructibility and immortality emanating from him.

As Leng Yulai took in her surroundings, a chill ran even deeper into her heart.

The fact that she wasn't handed over to the federal authorities for imprisonment was an even worse outcome for her.

If it falls into the hands of the federal government, not only can they exert political influence, but with so many people watching, there will inevitably be loopholes. At that time, whether it's a rescue by the Holy Spirit Church or finding a way to escape, there will be a greater chance.

In such private detention places, what kind of fate awaits? It all depends on the other party's will. They can seal off all your power and lock you in a secret room so that no one will know.

That would be worse than ending it now.

"call!!"

With a long exhale of white breath, Lin Xingyu slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this?" Leng Yulai's voice remained icy yet pleasant.

"Tianhai City, a hotel."

Upon hearing Lin Xingyu confirm, Leng Yulai completely gave up hope.

"But why did your Holy Spirit Cult suddenly attack me? Don't tell me this is just a coincidence. I suppose the terrorist attack in Donghai City was also orchestrated by you?"

Leng Yulai nodded and slowly said, "It was Hades Douluo Harosa who planned it; it's definitely not a coincidence."

"As for why I suddenly attacked you, I don't know either. These things were not originally my responsibility in the Holy Spirit Cult, and I wasn't interested in them. I only joined the Holy Spirit Cult to obtain some secret techniques."

"This attack on you was directly carried out by Harosa. He orchestrated everything; it was his personal action. The Holy Spirit Cult had no plans to target you."

“My involvement in this matter was purely accidental. You had been in Tiandou City for the past few months, while I happened to be at the Tiandou City branch of the Holy Spirit Cult.”

"So he just pulled me over. In the Holy Spirit Cult, Harosa's status is far higher than mine, and it's really hard to disobey his orders." As she said this, a hint of fragility appeared on Leng Yulai's face, which, combined with her pale complexion, made her look even more sickly.

"I also know quite a few secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult, if you are interested in them."

Lin Xingyu looked at Leng Yulai lying there with a strange expression. Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, after all the blame-shifting, begging for mercy, and betraying information, Lin Xingyu could only glean six words from all that talk.

Hey, can we reconcile?
(End of this chapter)