Douluo Continent: It Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

Chapter 230 MK-3! Vulcan Fixed-Motion Soul-Guided Cannon!
Wang Yan's exile was sudden, yet also quite reasonable.

After all, the worst thing for someone in power is to be soft-hearted.

In contrast.

As Wang Yan's wife, Han Ruoruo, who had always focused on cultivation, was much more decisive.

In just three days, a massive festival was organized, attracting over three million people outside Douling City, including the Douling royal family who left the city to participate.

The two great guardians of the nation, Mad Lion and Immovable Douluo, accompanied the ceremony to ensure its smooth progress.

The ceremony went very smoothly.

More than three million people chanted slogans to join the religion; it was quite a sight.

This thoroughly satisfied Zhuge Lan's perverse sense of humor.

On the way back, Long Xiaoyao finally showed up and took away 90% of the lives with a dark dragon breath, leaving only the Douling Emperor and two Douluo alive.

"Take His Majesty away!" roared the Immovable Douluo Xuanzhang. "I'll stop this guy!"

He directly activated his Martial Soul True Form, transforming into a massive mountain over 300 meters tall, with the gravity of his domain continuously pulling, attempting to trap Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao did not continue to make a move, but watched coldly as the Douling Emperor and the Mad Lion Douluo left.

Just a quick swipe.

"Tear it apart——"

The space was torn open by a crack, and Zhuge Lan emerged from it, while Long Xiaoyao stepped into it.

Xuan Zhang's heart pounded wildly as he watched!

The power of space!

Without any fluctuations of soul skills or soul bone skills, he simply tore through space and left, relying solely on his understanding of spatial power.

This is the symbol of Limit Douluo!

That white-haired old man was actually a Limit Douluo?
Damn it!

What merit or ability does the Douling Empire possess to have provoked a Limit Douluo?
"Swipe brush-"

Figures flew out from Zhuge Lan's body, and all the souls in the second spiritual world arrived, scattering to seal off an area of ​​several kilometers.

Ensure that Xuanzhang and Zhuge Lan can fight one-on-one without worry.

Xuan Zhang sensed something was wrong, frowned as he looked at the little guy in front of him, and paused for a moment on the blue trident between his eyebrows.

"Are you one of the divine examiners of the Sun Moon Empire?"

"The Sun and Moon Empire has finally lost its temper and is about to start a war!"

"I just didn't expect that they would choose my Douling Empire, even though there are two other great empires between us."

Xuan Zhang looked towards Douling City with a somewhat gloomy expression. That Limit Douluo must have gone there. Who could stop him?
This will be a one-sided massacre.

Zhuge Lan noticed that this guy seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, which wouldn't do!

If we give that scoundrel a reason that his "opponent is slacking off," and then judge him as failing the exam, wouldn't all our efforts have been for nothing?

He quickly tried to comfort her—

"Don't worry, it's just a blood transfusion for the Douling royal family."

"However, if you can capture me alive, you might have a chance to survive."

Xuan Zhang's eyes flashed.

That's right!

Although the Sun and Moon Empire has six major inheritance sites, only one in ten thousand can become a Divine Examiner, with a maximum of three per inheritance site.

The total number is no more than 20, and all of them have the potential to inherit a deity.

Extremely precious.

But then his gaze darkened. Such a valuable talent being sent to deal with him must mean he was extremely confident.

He might even be a Title Douluo. His level 91 defensive character is only good for being tough and resilient; his attack and control are his weaknesses.

How could they possibly capture him alive?
“I’m a Contra Master,” Zhuge Lan continued, offering hope. “Besides, because of the Divine Trial, I can’t use my Martial Soul, Soul Skills, Soul Bone Skills, or even self-created Soul Skills, which gives you a huge advantage.”

Ah this
Xuan Zhang stared at Zhuge Lan suspiciously. Would the people of the Sun Moon Empire really be so kind?
But Zhuge Lan remained silent.

As long as you don't lose your fighting spirit, you will naturally fight back when you are attacked.

He slapped the golden bracelet on his left wrist, and a three-meter-tall blue-gold metal box popped out. The light swept over Zhuge Lan, and a beep sounded indicating that the verification was successful.

The metal box has four protective panels that open up like flower petals, revealing a metal combat suit, but it only occupies one-third of the space; the rest is filled with various knives, guns, and other weapons.

Zhuge Lan opened her arms wide.

The metal suit disassembled and flew over automatically, completing a seamless dressing process within a second.

This series of flashy maneuvers was extremely fast. Even though Xuan Zhang activated his Martial Soul True Body immediately, he still couldn't catch Zhuge Lan.

The flight soul tool on its back activated, and it shot up from the ground, emerging from between the stone giant's fingers, raising its hand to fire a pulse soul cannon.

"boom!"

It blasted out a crater several meters wide, with a power level of at least a seventh-ring Soul Saint.

But this small wound is nothing more than a few flakes of skin to a 300-meter-tall Martial Soul True Body.

So Zhuge Lan lowered his hands and used the pulse soul-guided cannons in his hands and feet to control his direction, thus dodging the giant hand of the Xuan Barrier.

The light on his chest gradually brightened, and when it reached its limit, it unleashed a burst of pulse beams, blasting out a crater with a diameter of over 20 meters.

Contra-level damage!
"Xiao Yuhao, your MK-3 upgrade is pretty good!" Zhuge Lan exclaimed.

The third clone sighed softly.

"The highest level it can reach is Contra Douluo, which is the level of an eighth-level soul tool. Further development will take time."

"The experiment is over, now it's time for suppressive fire." Zhuge Lan rubbed his iron hands together and said, "Bring the artillery!"

"Crash-"

The metal box that had just shot out from underground hovered a hundred meters away from Zhuge Lan. The weapon, which occupied two-thirds of the space, flew out and landed on the arms and shoulders of MK-3.

The weapons on both arms completely enveloped their palms, leaving only the huge cannon muzzle. When the hands were joined together, they could merge into a cannon muzzle over one meter long, with the soul guidance array on top shining as it entered a charging state.

During this time, the fixed soul-guided cannons on his shoulders transformed into 12 gun barrels, each 2 meters long, with a sapphire embedded in each barrel, and a palm-width ammunition belt extending from each barrel and connecting to the inside of the barrel.

This is the Zhuge Divine Crossbow Cannon 3.0 – the Vulcan Fixed-Mount Soul-Guided Cannon!

"Buzzing—"

The 12 gun barrels spun in the air, the 12 ammunition belts began to advance, the ejected cartridge cases transformed into 12 parabolas, and 12 fire dragons roared out from the muzzles, crashing down on Xuan Zhang's martial spirit body.

"Boom boom boom boom))))=>"

The power of each fixed-mount soul-guided shell was no less than that of the pulse soul-guided cannon on the chest just now!

That is to say—Contra level!

Such power is nothing more than a tickle to a defensive Title Douluo.

But what if it were fixed-load soul-guided shells firing 6000 rounds per minute or 100 rounds per second?
It's equivalent to a hundred Soul Douluos continuously using their eighth Soul Skills, bombarding the enemy relentlessly regardless of the cost.

Even if each shot only creates a "small crater" ten meters wide, that's 100 shots.
It's still more than ten meters.

The surface rocks are merely derivatives of the Soul Skill and are the easiest to blast open.

However, the internal structure is very hard, and when these level 7 fixed-position soul-guided shells hit it, they can only leave a crater the size of a finger.

But the quantity is just too huge!
A hundred finger craters in a second—even if the Xuan Barrier doesn't consider the consumption and replenishment of soul power, the Martial Soul True Body will still inevitably begin to decline.

"Just a mere soul tool."

"Eighth Soul Skill: Thousand-Layer Rock Armor!"

(End of this chapter)