Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 387 Magic - The Baptism of the Angel of Light!

The first step in purification is very simple.

Before Electrox, purifying any evil below the level of a god is no problem, not to mention that Electrox can now draw upon the remaining destructive power within Ning Wuque's body.

In just five minutes, he had completely cleaned the impurities from Gu Long's body.

But that's not all. Gu Long's own problems weren't actually that serious; the serious problem was his spirit rings!

However, since the spirit ring is connected to the martial spirit, and the martial spirit is connected to the soul master's soul itself, this is not something that can be solved by simple cleansing.

In order to preserve the ancient dragon's strength to the greatest extent, after purifying his body, Electrolux made him remain in place in the state of martial soul possession, and then began to guide Ning Wuque to gather divine power to perform a divine baptism for the ancient dragon.

"Old Master Yi, I'm ready!"

Relax and follow my guidance to invoke these divine powers. You don't need many, and don't get distracted.

A faint gray mist rose from Ning Wuque's body as he followed Electrolux's guidance and began to gather the divine power from the pool of divine blood.

He sat cross-legged by the pool, with the ancient dragon in front of him, which had transformed into a half-dead dragon after being possessed by his martial spirit, and the angel statue in his arms, which was emitting a glow.

Soon, like fireflies, the entire underground space emitted a faint, sacred platinum light under Ning Wuque's control. A warm feeling rippled through his chest, and with the assistance of the statue, he could summon the scattered divine power as smoothly as if releasing it.

Of course, this was also inseparable from the guidance of Electrox, the former Son of Light, which enabled him to gather all the divine power that had been scattered here into a single entity in just half a day.

But soon, something even more miraculous happened. The divine power began to swirl around the statue, eventually transforming into pure divine power that was absorbed into the statue. The radiance emanating from the statue also became more intense with the replenishment of divine power.

Come, repeat after me: I am a child of light, a son of angels, descended upon this corrupt and decadent world.

"I am the son of light, the child of angels, who have come to this corrupt and decadent world."

As Ning Wuque recited the prayer, he could clearly feel himself being embraced by a pair of warm hands, as if an angel was hugging him from behind.

At the same time, runes emerged from the feet of the ancient dragon in front of Ning Wuque, and holy light shone from below, illuminating his entire body. Countless black wisps of smoke transformed from his body into ferocious hands, tearing at him as they tried to escape.

"Looking upon the most miserable and lonely people, I wish to become a blazing fire to lead them to peace; feeling the most twisted emotions, I wish to offer them a redeeming embrace; holding up the smiles of infants, I wish to bring the last hope to suffering."

As the prayer was recited, the statue in Ning Wuque's arms seemed to come alive. A golden tear rolled down its compassionate face, and at the same time, pure and holy divine power selflessly spread outwards, finally transforming into golden threads that began to wrap around and envelop the ancient dragon in front of it.

Endless shrieks echoed in Ning Wuque's ears, along with countless filthy curses and painful roars, the darkness lurking deep within the ancient dragon's heart.

Ahead, accompanied by the entanglement of golden threads, the ancient dragon's memories were also dragged into a deep abyss.

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Here, endless piles of bones formed both sides of the valley, and the path beneath his feet was a collection of blood, entrails, and bits of flesh. Ahead lay walls of dead men, their eyes fixed on him.

"Even in death, his spirit lingers—"

He murmured to himself, recognizing them. His memory had never been so clear as he could identify them from their faces.

Every single one of them died at their own hands!

Besides them, there were also those wandering souls who died in the pool of divine blood, whose deaths shouldn't have been attributed to him.

The reason? It's very simple: he drank the blood that had been infused with the soul power and spirit of these people. It's that simple.

[Give me back my life! I'm innocent, I know nothing, why are you killing me!]

"No one is innocent."

[My child is only three months old, what has he done wrong? How can you be so cruel!]

"To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots. A sect needs filth, but filth is never glamorous or immoral."

[It's just a business deal, we can talk, we can still talk! Why, why resort to violence!]

"If you encounter a business you shouldn't be involved in, you should be aware of the consequences."

[We did nothing, why should we die? Who are you? Who are you!]

"To eliminate future troubles and protect one's family, it's that simple."

Step by step, Gu Long resolutely continued forward on this path paved with blood and bones.

He pushed through wall after wall of people, smashing them to dust with his fists. No amount of words could shake his heart or his definition of his conscience and morality.

Even though countless illusory arms were pulling his body to hinder his progress, they could not make him retreat even a single step.

Which strong person hasn't climbed out of the bloodbath of Toyama? Everyone has a reason to kill, and he is unwavering in his convictions!

His hands were stained with the blood of babies and pregnant women.

His hands were stained with the blood of innocent civilians passing by.

His hands are stained with far too many unnecessary sins.

But so what? He doesn't deserve to be saved, much less rescued. All he wants is absolute safety for his home, nothing more.

The trial has actually begun!

Electrolux frowned. The trial from the gods was happening much faster than he had expected. He could only hope that the ancient dragon could overcome it.

All he and Ning Wuque could do was help him remove the impurities from his body.

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"O hymn, let me sing once more for the suffering, let it resonate with the courage in their hearts; O hymn, let me sing one last time for the birth of life, for the long night will once again be filled with the hope of the rising sun."

"Mother, tear off my wings; Mother, remove my silver crown."

May the light bring salvation, and may everything I have bring hope.

"Holy Magic—The Baptism of the Angels of Light!"

Boom~~~

The magic was activated, and divine power transformed into the magical energy required to cast the spell. Under Elex's careful arrangement, it replaced all the elements of the spell. The cost of Ning Wuque's chanting of the prayer was also paid by divine power.

The ultimate spell of Light Magic was unleashed upon the ancient dragon by Ning Wuque.

Holy light broke through the ground and fell from the sky to shine on him, and hymns were sung in the empty cave.

In just a moment, the blackness on the ancient dragon's ninth spirit ring began to fade under the holy light, and he was reborn.