Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in the Dragon King

Chapter 85 The Plague Messenger

The plague messenger brandished his scepter, the tip of which pressed against the blade of the Holy Cross sword, leaving a deep mark on the scepter.

The Plague Messenger retreated rapidly, brandishing his scepter. His soul rings flashed, and green skulls appeared out of thin air, twisting and charging towards Qian Mo amidst a cacophony of ghostly howls.

A chilling wind swept by, but Qian Mo's expression remained unchanged. The holy light emanating from his body helped him resist all evil.

"Holy Roar!"

The sacred spiritual storm spread rapidly outwards from Qianmo's center, causing evil spirit masters wherever it passed to feel a pain in their souls as if they were being pricked by needles.

The Plague Messenger groaned, a look of pain appearing on his face. He almost dropped his scepter, and the speed of the green skulls that were attacking slowed down considerably, even showing signs of dissipating.

As a result, the movements of the evil spirit masters in the surrounding area that were affected also slowed down, giving the action team an opportunity to suppress them.

Qian Mo's eyes were cold as he slashed down with the Holy Cross Sword without mercy. At the same time, the figure of the Evil Eye appeared behind him, and countless dark green branches burst from the ground, wrapping around the Plague Messenger with lightning speed. Purple liquid secreted from the branches, instantly burning holes in the Plague Messenger's black robe.

The plague messenger reacted extremely quickly, his body instantly enveloped in a green plague, and his entire being transformed into a thick green mist that dissipated from the gaps in the branches.

Qianmo twisted the longsword in his hand, and the sword light transformed into a sky full of holy flames, burning fiercely on the wisps of green mist.

The next moment, the green fog gathered again, revealing the true form of the plague messenger.

At this moment, the plague messenger was covered in a layer of green plague to resist the burning of the holy flame.

The plague messenger gritted its teeth and said resentfully, "Damn the divine attribute!"

The divine attribute already has a significant restraining effect on evil soul masters, not to mention Qian Mo's high-quality divine attribute, which has never appeared in the Douluo Continent before. In a single encounter, the combat power of evil soul masters would be forcibly suppressed by more than 30%, making him the ultimate nemesis of evil soul masters.

The feeling of having all his strength but being unable to use it made the plague messenger very uncomfortable, so he immediately made up his mind to finish the battle quickly.

A strange, emerald-green mist rose from the Plague Messenger's body, and pieces of dark green battle armor flew out from his storage soul tool and adhered to his body perfectly. However, their luster was dim, and the soul tool core array engraved on them was obviously crude and inferior to Qian Mo's one-word battle armor.

In fact, with the strength of the Plague Messenger, a six-ring Soul Emperor, he should have at least several pieces of two-word battle armor, if not a complete set. However, he can only use this set of one-word battle armor, which is obviously of low quality. This is because no blacksmith is willing to forge metal for these infamous guys.

Battle armor is a major weakness for evil soul masters. Even the Super Douluo and Limit Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult do not have a true four-word battle armor.

Their four-word battle armor is essentially an upgrade from three-word battle armor through continuous nurturing. It is fundamentally different from four-word battle armor supported by Heaven Forging, and its power is naturally incomparable.

This is why the Holy Spirit Cult, despite possessing two Limit Douluos who are among the top Limit Douluos, still has to act timidly.

Qian Mo saw the Plague Messenger don his One-Word Battle Armor, but he didn't back down. The One-Word Battle Armor "Heaven" emerged from under his skin, and he seemed to transform into a blazing sun floating in the air. His holy aura enveloped the entire battlefield, and the power of all the evil soul masters' soul skills was reduced to varying degrees.

This phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of all the evil spirit masters, and the next moment, all the evil spirit masters on the battlefield rushed towards Qian Mo.

However, all the Soul Masters and the mecha squad of the action team also blocked the evil Soul Master's movements in unison, and the weakened evil Soul Master was unable to break through the action team's blockade for a while.

The plague messenger raised his scepter high, and a somber, hoarse voice rang out, "Come, enjoy the plague feast I have brought!"

Centered on the plague messenger, a chilling dark green spread outwards, green bubbles rose from the ground, and wherever it passed, ruins crumbled, vegetation withered, and all life vanished, sending shivers down one's spine.

Qian Mo's fourth soul ring flashed, and the angel danced in the air. His aura rose steadily, and the flowing light from his wings poured down, turning into holy flames that filled the entire area. In the horrified gaze of the plague messenger, it formed a "firebreak" that firmly kept the plague within a certain area.

The plague messenger was extremely frustrated at this moment, as the plague, which had been invincible in the past, could not spread at all.

The blazing, dazzling sword light seemed to fall from the heavens. The Plague Messenger slammed his scepter into the ground, causing green bubbles to burst and countless thick green mists to surge out from the green ground, rushing towards Qian Mo like wandering ghosts, howling.

Qianmo could clearly sense the resentment within the thick green fog. This resentment came from the humans who had been cruelly murdered by the plague messengers, their souls absorbed into the plague and driven by it.

A flash of disgust crossed Qian Mo's eyes, and the surging killing intent within him was uncontrollable. He gripped his sword with both hands and held it upright in front of him. "Today I will help you find your freedom!"

The four soul rings flickered continuously, then melted away like snow and finally merged into one, with a beam of holy light shooting into the sky from the Holy Cross Sword.

The next moment, holy light shone on the earth, and the plague slowly melted away in the holy light. The plague, filled with wronged souls, was purified, and the tormented souls were liberated and disappeared into the world.

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When the Plague Messenger saw this, his eyes widened in fury. Those were the souls he had painstakingly collected by creating a blood feud, and they had all been destroyed by Qian Mo in just two moves.

"You brat, I'll kill you!"

The Plague Messenger, transformed into a green plague, soared into the air and charged straight at Qian Mo. Qian Mo unfurled eight wings on his back, nimbly maneuvering and shifting in the air. He continuously swung the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, and beams of holy light fell, gradually making the green mist transparent. The Plague Messenger's condition was being weakened.

The two chased each other, their gold and green hues colliding fiercely in the air.

As Qianmo dodged a thick green fog, a sinister aura suddenly appeared behind him.

Qian Mo remained expressionless. The Dragon Serpent Chaser appeared out of thin air behind him, raising the heavy Dragon Serpent Shield to block a bone spike more than three feet long that was thrusting from behind.

A figure appeared behind him at some unknown time. This person was thin and dressed in gray, but his arms were unusually thick. He raised his right hand, and a bone spur more than three feet long emerged from his index finger.

"Your stench is like salted fish that has been rotting for a month, it's nauseating," Qian Mo's cold voice rang out, his deep golden eyes looking at the man in gray.

(End of this chapter)