Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 244 Hades Douluo! Angelic Holy Sword!
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At the edge of the sky, countless points of light poured down like a torrential rain, hurtling toward the train.

"Enemy attack!"

Wu Changkong suddenly stood up and shouted sternly.

Almost simultaneously, all the warning lights in the carriages suddenly lit up, flashing blinding red lights wildly, and shrill alarms resounded throughout every carriage.

Xie Xie: "..."

Xu Xiaoyan: "..."

Tang Wuling: "..."

The three of them fell silent for a second.

Tang Wuling's face gradually fell, and she felt a little frantic inside.

Oh dear, this is terrible!

These evil spirit masters!
What a coincidence! Is this some kind of prank on her?

Watashiwa, am I really a train killer?

Is this the time to be thinking about this?
Jiang Yi looked at the three of them and rolled his eyes helplessly.

"gone!"

He grabbed Tang Wuling and Xu Xiaoyan, one in each hand, kicked the glass, and jumped out of the train.

Shortly after they left—

A train traveling at high speed suddenly exploded, sending towering flames soaring into the sky.

Countless metal fragments, engulfed in flames, shot out in all directions, and the scorching heat waves overturned all the surrounding vegetation.

Fortunately, there was no injury despite the smoke.

The emergency evacuation system was activated the instant the explosion occurred, and most passengers were ejected from the carriage by ejection seats.

Aside from a few unlucky individuals, the casualties were not significant.

"Is everything okay?"

Wu Changkong, carrying Le Zhengyu, descended from the sky.

Behind him, Yuan Enhui spread his angel wings and slowly landed, holding Ye Xinglan in his hands.

"It's alright! Everything's here!"

Jiang Yi, along with Xie Xie and the other two, went to greet them.

Xu Xiaoyan quickly surveyed her surroundings, while Tang Wuling was still preoccupied with her identity as a "train killer."

Just as the group reunited, a series of mechs fell from the sky.

At a glance, there were dozens of mechs, and quite a few evil soul masters following behind them.

The Green Skull Resistance Organization reports for duty!

"Ready to fight!"

Wu Changkong let out a cold shout, and the Heavenly Ice Battle Armor instantly covered his body, while the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light.

He charged towards the three nearest black-level mechs, his sword flashing and frost spreading, carving out a separate battlefield.

"It seems that Xingluo isn't very safe after all..."

Xie Xie shrugged, speechless.

Two daggers appeared in his hands, and illusory dragon shadows floated around him. In the next instant, he vanished into the void.

On the other side, Tang Wuling, who was already seething with anger, rushed out.

"Couldn't you have come later?!"

She let out a sharp cry, and golden light surged around her. She teleported and unleashed her golden dragon claw, instantly destroying a mech.

In an instant, the sounds of explosions, metal clashing, and soul skills whistling were all mixed together, creating complete chaos.

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Yi looked around, searching for a suitable opponent. He finally found a black-level mech, gripped his halberd, and charged forward.

"Your opponent is me."

Wearing battle armor, Jiang Yi rushed to the mecha and, without saying a word, slid in mid-air, kicking it to the edge of the battlefield.

One man and one mecha fought fiercely, their battle so intense that even the main road was obliterated.

Yes, a cement road is also a main road!
The two sides fought further and further away from the main battlefield, but no one cared, under the cover of continuous artillery fire all around.

……

At the same time, high in the sky.

As the wet nurse, Yali once again stood on the front line, taking on the responsibility of being the highest combatant.

She wore a golden battle dress, bathed in holy golden light, her angel wings spread wide, sacred and majestic.

"It's you...you're still alive."

Her voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable tremor.

Not far ahead, a pale-faced man stood suspended in mid-air.

The other person's aura was calm, as if he were just an ordinary person, but the pressure he exerted on Yali was like that of a mountain.

Hades Douluo, Harosa!

"Haha~"

Harosa looked at Yali, not in a hurry to make a move, but with a touch of emotion, like old friends catching up.

"Little girl, so many years have passed, how come you haven't broken through to the Limit Douluo level yet, given your talent?" "You actually joined the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Yali frowned, her disgust for Harosa's gaze growing even stronger.

Hades Douluo, who in previous legends always acted alone, is now leading an attack by evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Cult.

Clearly, he had joined the Holy Spirit Cult.

“It’s cooperation.”

Harosa corrected her, looking sincerely at Yali.

“Little girl Yali, you Holy Spirit Douluo should join my Holy Spirit Cult, otherwise you wouldn’t have wasted so many decades.”

This little girl's martial spirit can gather the faith of all living beings, which is definitely another way to break through the god-level barrier.

Although he attained enlightenment through killing, he has now transcended the stage of accumulating power through slaughter.

If possible, he would prefer to cultivate some geniuses to jointly strive for godhood, even if they are enemies.

He joined the Holy Spirit Cult not to kill, but because there were people in it who, like him, would stop at nothing to become gods.

Ghost Emperor, Demon Emperor... these are all beings on the same level as him, and they all have only one goal: to become gods!

"Hmph! Good and evil cannot coexist. I am not what I used to be."

Yali snorted coldly; the two were actually old acquaintances.

Decades ago, when she was still young, she had a chance encounter with Harosa, who was hiding.

At the time, the other party took advantage of her young age and ignorance, and tried to trick her into becoming an evil spirit master under the pretext of "exploring the true meaning of life and death".

"Foolishness!"

"Harosa said dismissively."

What is good, and what is evil? I was born to fight for the sake of killing across different planes. Isn't that righteous?
"In that case, let's take you back first..."

Harosa lost his patience, and gray energy rose from his body, quickly condensing into a set of gray-white battle armor.

Centered on him, clusters of gray flames spread silently, and the sky seemed to be splashed with faded dye, instantly turning into a deathly gray-white field.

The realm of rebirth in the underworld!
"I believe you'll understand when the time comes!"

Harosa let out a strange laugh, and a slender gray cross sword materialized in his hand.

The sword flowed with a dark light like the River Styx. The moment he grasped the sword, his entire demeanor changed drastically, as if he were a grim reaper from the underworld.

Om-!
With a light swing of the slender sword, a blade of light formed from gray flames was silently unleashed.

Oops!

Yali's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she dared not take the hit head-on, so she quickly retreated.

At the same time, she waved her hands repeatedly, her soul rings flashing one after another, and countless holy rays of light intertwined into a net, attempting to block the gray light blade.

However, the golden light instantly melted away under the gray blade of light.

She retreated hundreds of meters and unleashed several soul skills before she could barely annihilate it.

"call……"

Yali's expression turned extremely serious.

The gap between the two sides was too great; even a casual strike from the opponent was something he could barely handle.

Today is probably going to be tough...

The thought had barely formed in her mind when Harosa's figure appeared beside her like a ghost.

Why struggle?

He let out a strange laugh, raised his rapier again, and wore a mocking expression, like a cat catching a mouse.

"You don't really think you can escape from me?"

……

A dense forest near the battlefield.

On a small hillside, the black-level mech had been reduced to a pile of sparking wreckage.

Jiang Yi and Leng Yulai stood side by side, looking up at the duel in the sky.

"You want to save her?"

Leng Yulai stood to the side, frowned, and asked.

A woman's intuition told her that Jiang Yi's behavior was somewhat unusual.

"Not really..."

Jiang Yi shook his head, his gaze fixed on the sky.

The golden light was visibly dimming as it was eroded by the gray-white area.

"What do you mean?"

Leng Yulai tilted her head and asked in confusion.

Jiang Yi did not answer, but instead waved his hand, and a dazzling golden longsword appeared out of thin air.

Angelic Sword!

Jiang Yi gripped the hilt of the sword, his fingertips gently tracing the blade. In an instant, a dazzling light burst forth from the sword.

"But she can only fall into my hands..."

Holy Spirit, Son of the Holy Spirit, pays homage!

　In the original story, Harosa disappeared for a century, yet he strangely knew Ari, who was less than a hundred years old. This is the basis for the subsequent creative adaptation.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)