Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 323 Spatial Teleportation Portal
On the battlefield, Xiao Wu's figure transformed into a pale blue divine light afterimage, instantly traversing a distance of a thousand meters, carrying icy divine might and killing intent, as she charged toward the heavily wounded and dying Cú Chulainn.

On the other side, Cú Chulainn, though barely breathing, his chest caved in, and blood constantly spilling from his mouth, still held his magic spear firmly in his hand.

The crimson tip of the demonic spear gleamed with a resolute light, like that of a dying beast.

Even if they are destined to die, Kuran's fierce hounds will die in a fierce and all-out battle, and there is absolutely no possibility that they will be captured or slaughtered without resistance.

"Come on, let's fight to the bitter end!!"

Cú Chulainn's face revealed a ferocious and maniacal smile, the blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth adding to his tragic and murderous aura. His eyes, still burning with an indomitable fighting spirit, were fixed on Xiao Wu, who was rushing towards him at high speed.

"Strike Air!"

Just when life and death were hanging in the balance, a clear and stern female voice suddenly pierced the battlefield.

Immediately, an incredibly violent, invisible tornado, powerful enough to tear the heavens and earth apart, appeared out of nowhere and swept precisely and fiercely towards Xiao Wu, who was moving at high speed.

This storm was not formed naturally, but was a highly compressed and manipulated force of wind, its speed beyond imagination, instantly engulfing the unsuspecting Xiao Wu.

Rumble——!
The powerful wind pressure carried her body, like a boulder thrown by a catapult, and slammed her into the ruins of a giant building in the distance that had already collapsed most of the way.

The sturdy steel supports and heavy concrete rubble were easily pulverized in the devastating storm, producing a teeth-grinding, ear-piercing grinding sound.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a petite figure clad in silver and blue knight's armor, her blue cloak fluttering in the turbulent air currents, slowly emerged from the center of the storm.

She approached Cú Chulainn, holding a holy sword enveloped in a strong current of air, its golden light barely visible.

Her gaze swept lightly over the gunman, who was covered in blood, barely breathing but still standing tall, her tone calm and devoid of any emotion.

"I never imagined that the renowned Child of Light would fall into such a wretched state."

“Saber…it’s you…”

When Cú Chulainn saw that the visitor was Artoria Pendragon, he was first taken aback, and then his face showed obvious displeasure and annoyance.

"Tsk, I never thought I'd be saved by you in the end... and you even had to see me in this embarrassing state, it's really... infuriating."

Anyone who is seen in such a wretched and near-death state by an acquaintance would probably feel the same sense of annoyance.

Especially for a proud dog like him who values ​​warrior honor above all else, being rescued is sometimes far more unbearable than defeat itself.

Artoria did not respond to his sentiments, but simply raised the holy sword in her hand, which was shining with golden light, and released the Wind King's barrier. The brilliant sword tip pointed steadily towards the ruins where Xiao Wu had been knocked away and swept into.

Pure and powerful golden holy light illuminated her resolute and perfect profile and her emerald green eyes. Clearly, having chosen to intervene, this battle should naturally be taken over by her, the Knight King.

boom--!
In the distant ruins, a sea-blue divine light suddenly erupted like an explosion, instantly tearing apart and dispersing the remaining invisible wind pressure.

Xiao Wu's figure reappeared. Her hair was slightly disheveled from the impact, and her skirt was stained with some dust, but her beautiful eyes were even colder than before, as if they were filled with ice that would never melt.

She coldly stared at the suddenly appearing Artoria, feeling the completely different yet equally formidable aura of royalty and holy power emanating from the other. The vast divine power within her body began to surge and boil once again.

It seems that this battle is far from over.

"Saber... she's going to face such an enemy alone, will she really be alright?"

Nan Qiuqiu followed closely behind her mother, Nan Shuishui, but couldn't help turning back frequently to look at Artoria's figure as she charged headlong into the battlefield and gradually disappeared into the dust. Her delicate face was filled with deep worry and anxiety.

Although she hadn't actually spent much time with that king with his enormous appetite, she deeply admired and even worshipped this dignified and resolute king.

During her time training alongside Artoria, witnessing firsthand how she fought and made choices, coupled with the shock and sacrifices she witnessed during the upheaval in Mingdu, Nan Qiuqiu felt that she had learned far more than her age and experience could offer.

From the impulsive, reckless, and mother-dependent girl she once was, she has gradually come to understand the meaning of responsibility, commitment, composure, and resilience. It's as if she has undergone a complete transformation.

"Don't worry, Qiuqiu."

Nan Shuishui sensed her daughter's worry, stopped, gently reached out and stroked Nan Qiuqiu's soft pink hair, her voice gentle yet reassuring.

"She is very strong, far stronger than we imagined. It was a battle that transcended the level of a Title Douluo, containing power and conviction that we cannot comprehend." She paused, her gaze also turning towards the direction from which the terrifying energy fluctuations were emanating, her tone becoming even more profound.

"Moreover, this is her own battle, the path she has chosen and the pride she upholds. What you need to do most now is not to worry about the battle you can't intervene in, but to protect yourself and make sure you don't become a burden that distracts her from the battle."

Nan Shuishui knew all too well the pride and determination of the Knight King Artoria, and she was unwilling and unable to let her daughter Nan Qiuqiu be rashly drawn into that terrible battle that far exceeded the capabilities of the Earth Dragon Gate because of momentary concern.

That's far too dangerous. With the current strength of the Earth Dragon Gate, they can barely even stand by and watch a battle at that level, let alone get involved.

The surging aftershocks of energy were enough to easily tear apart any Soul Master below the Soul Douluo level.

For Nan Qiuqiu, the best and most important help she could provide was to preserve her own life to the greatest extent possible in this chaotic battlefield, to steadily follow the sect's actions, and to ensure that Artoria had no worries whatsoever.

At this time, the disciples and elders of the Earth Dragon Gate, led by Nan Shuishui, had successfully joined forces with the Heaven Dragon Gate, which had also suffered considerable losses but whose main force was still intact.

After a brief exchange, the two sects decided to act together, since the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Earthly Dragon Sect were trustworthy and their combined power would be safer.

Long before Artoria decided to leave to participate in the war that would determine the ownership of the Holy Grail, she, along with the mother and daughter of Nan Shui Shui, escorted a group of civilians who had survived the chaos. After many twists and turns, they finally found a temporary stronghold protected by the forces of Haiyuan City.

Because this stronghold is away from the core battlefield where the main force of the antimatter legion is rampaging, no large groups of virtual soldiers have approached it yet. The relatively safe environment has already attracted a large number of scattered and fleeing survivors to come and seek refuge, gradually forming a crowded but increasingly orderly refuge camp.

It was precisely because of this that, after confirming that the power of the Sea Abyss City was maintaining order in this place and that there was no immediate danger, Artoria was able to relax a little and actively throw herself into the war that belonged to the Servants.

Zhang Lexuan, who was in charge of coordinating affairs here, did not refuse these survivors from various sects, academies, and even ordinary people. She demonstrated excellent organizational skills and was orderly arranging for the people of Haiyuan City and the Soul Masters who volunteered to help to maintain order, distribute limited supplies, and treat the wounded.

Although the scene was noisy, it did not descend into chaos.

At the very center of the stronghold, a scene that could only be described as miraculous was unfolding.

The Black Tower used a portion of the powers of the Thousand Realms One Vehicle to open a colossal spatial portal, towering thirty meters high.

The pale blue light curtain rippled with a soft and steady glow, like the surface of a calm lake, silently swallowing up batches of survivors who arrived here and teleporting them to the absolutely safe Sea Abyss City, thousands of miles away.

This sight was nothing short of a miracle to the native inhabitants of Douluo Continent.

Among these survivors who were teleported away were elite disciples from the top sects of various empires and elite students from famous academies.

Those qualified to represent their respective factions in this competition are all exceptional talents and outstanding individuals, chosen from among thousands of their peers, and represent the future hope of their respective factions.

The fact that Haiyuan City saved them from this near-apocalyptic catastrophe unleashed by the antimatter legion is undoubtedly a tremendous favor to the powerful sects, academies, and even the empire behind them, a favor that is of immense importance to their future succession.

For Haiyuan City, this is undoubtedly a strategic investment that guarantees a profit.

These surviving geniuses may have limited combat power at present, but the vast network of connections they are connected with and the resources they may control in the future have a long-term value that far exceeds the current loss of resources.

The more extensive and dense the network of connections and influence one has, the better.

The path chosen by Haiyuan City has never relied on domineering force, rampaging across the world, or making enemies everywhere. Instead, it has established itself by employing appeasement, mutual benefit, and strategic interests.

With this life-saving grace as a foundation, if Haiyuan City wants to promote the grand plan of unifying the continent and integrating resources in the future, it will be able to reduce a lot of resistance from these local forces, and things will go much more smoothly. It will also save countless unnecessary troubles and bloodshed.

Nan Qiuqiu took one last deep look at the battlefield in the distance, shrouded in smoke and energy storms. The towering flames and the terrifying energy fluctuations that surged like a raging sea demonstrated just how fierce and horrifying the battle taking place there was.

She bit her lip hard until she tasted a faint metallic flavor, and a sudden, intense desire to become stronger, almost burning like fire, rose within her.

If I had enough power, I wouldn't have to watch helplessly as Artoria went to danger alone, and I wouldn't be a burden like I am now, needing to be protected, transferred, or even potentially becoming a burden to others.

Seeing the burning fighting spirit and determination in her daughter's eyes, which almost materialized, Nan Shuishui smiled with immense satisfaction.

Knowing and accepting one's own weaknesses is not a bad thing; it is precisely this clear understanding that can generate the strongest and most determined motivation to become stronger.

Her daughter's growth was much faster and more outstanding than she had imagined.

(End of this chapter)