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

Now, facing immense pressure to save his country, this emperor is actually willing to swallow his pride and seek help from his enemy.

This was not just a desperate situation, but a complete trampling of the emperor's dignity.

But at this moment, no one dared to offer any advice.

Because they knew that this was their only hope, however slim.

The Xuanming Sect is, after all, a top-tier sect with a history of ten thousand years, possessing profound foundations and numerous powerful individuals at the level of Title Douluo.

However, what they received was even more devastating news.

The Xuanming Sect is barely able to protect itself.

Their sect is located within the territory of the former Heavenly Soul Empire, which has been completely occupied by the Sun Moon Empire.

Under the massive war machine and all-pervasive surveillance network of the Sun Moon Empire, they dared not even leave their mountain gates, so how could they dare to openly defy the Sun Moon Empire and send troops to aid Dou Ling?

That would be tantamount to courting death.

When this news reached the Douling Imperial Palace, the last glimmer of light in the Douling Emperor's eyes was completely extinguished.

He knew that the Douling Empire was finished.

……

Just as the Douling Empire was mired in despair, and the eyes of the entire continent were drawn to this seemingly one-sided war.

The Star Luo Empire made a move that caught everyone off guard.

Star Luo Empire, Western Frontier, Mingdou Mountain Range Frontline Command Headquarters.

On the huge sand table, every city, every defense line, and every important military stronghold of the Sun Moon Empire and the former Heavenly Soul Empire are clearly marked.

Lu Jingming stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the sand table.

Standing beside him were a group of the highest-ranking generals of the Star Luo Empire, with Ye Wuqing, dressed in military uniform and exuding a sharp aura, at the head.

"The latest request for help from the Douling Empire has been delivered. They request that we immediately send troops to contain the main force of the Sun Moon Empire."

An officer of staff reported.

All the generals' eyes were focused on Lu Jingming.

This young man is now the de facto supreme military commander of the Star Luo Empire.

Lu Jingming ignored the letter requesting help; his finger lightly traced an arc on the sand table.

That arc bypassed the main battlefield where the Sun Moon Empire and the Fighting Spirit Empire fought, passed through the treacherous Mingdou Mountains, and, like the sharpest dagger, pierced straight towards the rear of the Sun Moon Empire—New Mingdu.

"Give me the order."

Lu Jingming's voice wasn't loud, but it startled everyone.

"Abandon all aid plans to the Douling Empire. Order the First, Third, and Fifth Army Groups, led by General Ye Wuqing, totaling 300,000 troops, to immediately cross the Mingdou Mountains and launch a full-scale attack on the Sun Moon Empire, equipped with all the latest soul-guided equipment."

His voice paused, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Target: Xinmingdu. I'll give you half a month. I want to drink the tea from Xu Tianran's palace."

Upon receiving this order, the entire command center fell into absolute silence.

All the generals gasped in shock.

Surrounding the sun and moon to save the Divine Spirit?

No, this is a complete abandonment of the Douling Empire, and instead a direct attack on the Sun Moon Empire's core.

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Wuqing straightened up abruptly, his eyes blazing with fierce fighting spirit.

He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

Meanwhile, the main force of the Sun Moon Empire, led by Orange, which should have been the biggest obstacle to the Star Luo army, seemed to have gone blind, turning a blind eye to the Star Luo Empire's massive and undisguised military mobilization.

Orange herself had already gone to the front line of the Douling Empire, and was doing her best to command the offensive against the Douling Empire, leaving the entire Mingdou Mountain range defense line almost naked under the military might of the Xingluo Empire.

An epic war, a massive betrayal that swept across the continent, was about to begin.

……

Sun and Moon Empire, New Ming Capital, Imperial Palace.

Xu Tianran was filled with pride as he listened to the news of victory from the front lines regarding the Douling Empire.

In his view, the destruction of the Douling Empire was only a matter of time.

He had already begun planning in his mind how, after completely annexing Douling, he would march south and engage in the final battle with the Star Luo Empire that would determine the fate of the continent.

However, a highly encrypted and extremely urgent military alert was like a bucket of ice water, shattering his dream of an eternal empire.

"Report! Your Majesty, the Star Luo Empire's 300,000-strong army has broken through the Mingdou Mountain range defense line and is rapidly advancing into our heartland. The vanguard is less than a thousand miles from Mingdu."

"what?!"

Xu Tianran suddenly stood up from the throne, his smug smile instantly freezing, replaced by shock and disbelief.

"How is this possible?! What about the defenses of the Mingdou Mountains? Where is Ju Zi?! What were her main army doing?! Three hundred thousand troops, such a large-scale military operation, is she blind?!"

Xu Tianran's roar, like that of a wounded beast, echoed in the empty hall.

"Back...back to Your Majesty..."

The official who came to deliver the news was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, trembling.

"According to... according to the news sent back by the Southern Frontier Legion, Marshal Orange... she is at the front line of the Battle Spirit, directing the siege... she has no time... no time to be distracted..."

"No time to be distracted?!"

Upon hearing this answer, Xu Tianran was first taken aback, and then he laughed in anger.

That laughter was filled with anger, chilling murderous intent, and a kind of madness born of betrayal.

"Haha...hahahaha, what a perfect excuse for being so focused, what a perfect orange."

He kicked a solid gold table next to him, sending it tumbling to the ground, scattering documents and other items all over the floor.

"The enemy is about to invade our homeland, and she, the Commander-in-Chief of the three armed forces, is completely oblivious?!"

He doesn't believe it.

He didn't believe that someone with Ju Zi's military talent would be unable to anticipate this move by the Star Luo Empire.

She did it on purpose, that bitch, she betrayed me.

Xu Tianran's chest heaved violently, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

He wished he could immediately order the execution of the orange on the spot.

But at that moment, another urgent battle report shattered his last glimmer of hope.

"A large-scale, high-energy military unit has been detected gathering in the direction of the North Sea. The target is... the target is our capital, Mingdu."

"Unit designations confirmed: Fools Legion, Molten Knights, Night Return Army."

"Along their marching route, all resistance forces crumbled at the first contact, and they are advancing towards Mingdu with unstoppable momentum."

boom--! ! !
Xu Tianran's mind went blank with a buzz.

If the Star Luo Empire's attack only angered him, then the mobilization of Haiyuan City instilled in him a bone-chilling, deep-seated fear.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the monsters in Haiyuan City were in combat.

"Quick, quick."

Xu Tianran's voice became sharp and distorted.

"Let the Holy Spirit Cult go, let them stop the Star Luo Empire's army, no, let them stop the Haiyuan City's troops."

"Yes, Your Majesty." ...

Meanwhile, within the territory of the Sun and Moon Empire, on a desolate plain...

Huo Yuhao was leading several thousand core members of the Holy Spirit Cult, marching slowly toward the front lines.

These evil spirit masters, each with a strange aura and a bloodthirsty and cruel smile on their faces, believed that they were about to go to the battlefield to enjoy a feast of killing and souls.

They were completely unaware that the young cult leader they revered held no excitement in his eyes, hidden beneath the shadow of his hood; only indifference.

Just then, a row of neat, silver-sculpted figures appeared on the horizon ahead.

They wore full-body, silver-white humanoid mechs with sleek, powerful lines and thrusters on their backs that resembled insect wings.

Their bodies were engulfed in an inextinguishable flame, which emanated a terrifying aura capable of burning the soul.

The Molten Knights.

The leader's mecha was slightly different in style, more ornate, and the flames it burned were a unique emerald green.

Firefly, or rather, Sam at this moment, floated silently in mid-air, coldly sweeping his gaze over the group of evil spirit masters below who exuded a foul aura.

"Target confirmed: the main force of the Holy Spirit Cult."

Sam's electronically synthesized, emotionless voice rang out on all the Molten Knights' communication channels.

"Mission objective: Annihilation."

"receive."

Hundreds of Molten Knights responded in unison.

The evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult also discovered this group of uninvited guests.

They were stunned for a moment, then let out a cruel, sinister laugh.

"Hehehe... Where did this tin can come from? It looks quite valuable."

"Kill them, extract their souls, and make them into my soul banner."

An elder of the Evil Soul Master class, at the Contra Douluo level, directly released his Martial Soul, a massive black mist composed of countless vengeful spirits, roaring as it rushed towards the Molten Knights.

However, what answered him was an overwhelming rain of fire.

Hundreds of Molten Knights simultaneously raised their arms, unleashing deadly flames from the high-energy beam cannons mounted on their arm armor.

The battle—no, it should be called a massacre—broke out in an instant.

At this moment, the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult were horrified to discover how utterly vulnerable their proud evil soul skills, their vengeful spirits and curses were in the face of those crimson flames.

The flames seemed to be the nemesis of their evil power.

The moment the vengeful spirit came into contact with the flames, it let out a shrill scream and turned into wisps of smoke.

The black poisonous mist was ignited by flames, causing a violent explosion.

What made them even more desperate was that each of the tin cans possessed unbelievably powerful fighting capabilities.

A Molten Knight, facing the combined attack of three Soul Masters at the Contra level, didn't even dodge, letting their attacks bombard his mech. Then, he simply reached out and easily crushed one of the Soul Masters' heads.

He turned around and kicked another evil spirit master, turning him into a bloody pulp.

Finally, the thrusters on its back suddenly blasted out, smashing the last evil spirit master who was trying to escape into a cloud of blood mist.

Every Molten Knight, once donning the mecha, possesses combat power comparable to that of an ordinary Title Douluo.

This unit consisted of five hundred men.

The Holy Spirit Church's front collapsed in an instant.

This was a complete and one-sided crushing defeat.

Huo Yuhao stood quietly at a distance, observing everything with a cold eye.

He didn't make a move, nor did he issue any orders. He simply watched as his nominal subordinates were slaughtered one by one, cleanly and efficiently.

He was surrounded by only a handful of people, including Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo.

Zhang Peng's face was filled with shock and fear. He couldn't understand why the cult leader would stand by and watch his followers be slaughtered.

"The...leader...we..."

"Watch."

Huo Yuhao only said two words, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

At that moment, the most magnificent mech in the sky—Sam—moved.

"Protocol activated."

The sound of fireflies was calm and undisturbed.

The thrusters on Sam's back spewed out incredibly dazzling emerald green flames, shooting straight into the sky like a shooting star flying in reverse.

After reaching an altitude of several thousand meters, it came to a stop.

The next second, countless meteors trailing crimson flames rained down like a storm, covering the entire battlefield.

These meteors exploded violently the moment they hit the ground.

The flames converged, forming a burning, crimson sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, all the surviving evil spirit masters didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were completely devoured and purified by the flames that could burn their souls, leaving not even a trace behind.

The few remaining titled Douluo elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, who were still putting up a last-ditch resistance, looked at the apocalyptic scene that resembled a natural disaster, their eyes filled with despair.

They tried to escape, but Sam's figure appeared before them like a ghost.

The mechanical hand, burning with flames, easily gripped a Title Douluo.

Amidst the other person's terrified screams, it suddenly tightened.

"boom!"

With his other hand, he transformed into a flaming blade, easily severing the head of an elder.

The battle began quickly and ended just as quickly.

As the sea of ​​fire gradually died down, apart from the Molten Knights and Huo Yuhao and a few others, not a single living member of the Holy Spirit Cult could be seen on this wasteland.

The air was filled with the smell of flames.

Liu Ying reverted to her Sam form and slowly landed in front of Huo Yuhao.

"Your mission is complete. Leave now."

Her voice regained its youthful crispness.

"Ah."

Huo Yuhao nodded in response.

He turned around, glanced at Zhang Peng and the others behind him whose faces were grim, and his voice remained icy.

"From this day forward, there will be no more Holy Spirit Cult in the world."

"You will join the Impermanence Division and be reorganized and examined by the City of Abyss. Remember, you only have one chance."

After saying that, he ignored the Holy Spirit Cult's offerings and disappeared into the distance in a flash.

All that remained was a devastated battlefield and a group of bewildered Holy Spirit cult members.

"Come with me, or do you want to fight me?"

Liu Ying looked at the group of people led by Blood Scythe Douluo, the High Priest of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Her expression was serious, as if she might transform into Sam again at any moment. (End of Chapter)