Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 271 Victory Belongs to Reincarnation

He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the vast and ethereal information of the laws newly added to his soul, then opened them again. The light seemed to penetrate the barrier of the Reincarnation Land, looking towards the direction of the Douluo and Dragon Horse star systems. A thought, carrying a hint of barely perceptible gentleness and apology, arose: "Go back first—to let them know I'm safe."

The figure slowly faded away, eventually disappearing from this land of reincarnation that governs the destiny of all things.

The sudden disappearance of Harosa and Guyuena, the two god-kings who determined the fate of the galaxy, from the main battlefield did not immediately extinguish the flames of war in the Dragon Horse Galaxy.

On the contrary, without the constraints of a supreme commander, the cruelty and chaos of war were played out more nakedly in every corner of the starry sky.

Among them, the most tragic was the battle group to which Electrox belonged.

This God-King of Laws, relying on his unpredictable laws and magic and the power of the Eternal Staff, managed to hold back the six terrifying beings of the Six Dragon Kings, who were formed by the fusion of the origin of the Ascending Dragon Pillars and the remains of the Dragon Kings and possessed the combat power of a mid-level God-King.

However, two fists can't fight four hands, let alone a frenzied attack from six beings.

The Earth Dragon King bears the weight of all things, the Wind Dragon King is a blade that tears through dimensions, the Light Dragon King purifies everything with holy light, and the Dark Dragon King corrodes all things with shadows—six distinct yet complementary powers of the Dragon Kings, like six raging galaxies, pouring down on Electrox from all directions!

Electrox's gray mage robes had long since turned to ashes, and his crystalline skeleton was covered with cracks and charred marks, especially the huge hole in his chest and abdomen that had been corroded by the Dark Dragon King, the edges of which were still spreading and melting away.

The flame of his soul flickered violently in his eye sockets, its light dimmed to the extreme, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

He almost burned everything! With the swing of the Staff of Eternity, spacetime rifts, elemental forbidden zones, soul shrieks—one after another, massive forbidden spells that consumed all his energy were unleashed as if they were free, barely constructing fragile defenses, which were constantly shattered under the fearless onslaught of the dragon kings.

If the surrounding star field had not been filled with the vast source of reincarnation, and if this pure energy had not continuously flowed into his nearly depleted divine source, providing him with the last support, he would probably have already perished under the siege of the six dragon kings, and even his divine soul would have been torn apart and devoured.

Even so, he was already at his limit, like walking a tightrope over a bottomless abyss, and could be doomed at any moment.

Meanwhile, in other areas of the battlefield, the subordinate gods of the Samsara God Realm displayed astonishing strength and perfect teamwork.

Although dragons and dragon-blooded creatures still hold a numerical advantage, and even launched a counterattack once aided by special dragon energy, their resistance is gradually being eroded by the long-range firepower coverage of soul-guided technology and the exquisite battle formations of the gods.

Dragonblood creatures fell in droves, and the remaining dragon warriors could only put up a stubborn resistance in localized areas with their individual bravery; defeat was inevitable.

All participants, whether reincarnation deities or dragon warriors, clearly sensed the disappearance of the two god-kings.

For a moment, the battlefield seemed to freeze, but then an even more frenzied battle erupted! No one dared to be distracted to investigate the outcome of that ultimate duel, for the enemy before them could take their lives at any moment.

However, this fragile balance was completely shattered by the sudden return of a figure.

Somewhere in the starry sky, ripples spread, and a slightly ethereal yet undeniably majestic figure quietly coalesced.

It's Harosa!

He was no longer the imposing figure clad in dark gold divine armor. His divine body had crumbled, and what was now revealed was a pure divine consciousness. Compared to his prime, his aura was significantly weaker, even carrying a deep weariness and weakness reminiscent of a great battle.

But that's enough.

Because, of all those who returned, only he did.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment. One second, two seconds, three seconds—

In the starry sky, countless gazes involuntarily turned to that solitary, suspended divine consciousness.

The gods of the Samsara God Realm caught a glimpse of this amidst the fierce battle, and their hearts tightened at first, followed by an unbelievable surge of joy!

The dragon warriors, especially the six dragon kings besieging Elex, noticeably slowed their attacks. Their enormous dragon eyes were fixed on Harosar, frantically scanning every inch of space around him, trying to find the figure of the chaotic dragon god they swore to serve—

No.

There isn't anywhere.

For a long time, only Harosa remained, standing proudly (despite her weakness) in the starry sky.

This silent scene is more powerful and more cruel than any declaration!

Dragon God Gu Yuena has not returned!

What this means was instantly understood by everyone present who possessed basic intelligence!

"Husband—!" In the distance, Yali, who was struggling to recover under the influence of the Source of Reincarnation, suddenly radiated a dazzling light on her pale face—a smile of relief, a mixture of boundless joy and heartache. Her perception was correct; her efforts had not been in vain; her husband—had won!

"Long live His Majesty the God-King!!"

"Reincarnation will prevail!!"

The gods of the Samsara God Realm erupted in thunderous cheers and roars, their already high morale soaring to its peak! Their God-King had slain the arrogant Dragon God!

On the other hand, the dragons seemed to have lost all their backbone. Whether it was the warriors fighting or the six powerful dragon kings, their faces (or the dragon faces) were instantly covered with endless defeat and despair.

My Lord—has he been defeated? Is he dead? The Dragon God who led them from humble beginnings, who gave them new life and glory—has fallen?

The collapse of faith is more fatal than defeat itself.

"Roar—!!!" The Dark Dragon King let out a mournful and desperate dragon roar, and his attacks became even more frenzied, but they had already lost all order.

The army was defeated, collapsing like a mountain!

The dragon warriors, who had been stubbornly resisting with their bloodthirst and loyalty, completely lost their will. The dragon-blooded creatures that were attached to the dragons also lost their last bit of fighting spirit and began to retreat like a tide, with many laying down their weapons and prostrating themselves in the starry sky to surrender.

On the battlefield, the only ones still putting up organized resistance are the purest bloodline of the dragon race from the Douluo Star System, and the six dragon kings who have fallen into despair and madness.

Harosa's gaze, like a cold galaxy, swept across the battlefield, finally settling on the six Dragon Lords still besieging Elex. Elex's situation was already precarious; the light of the Staff of Eternity was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

Without a word, Harosa moved.

Despite being merely a spiritual entity, and despite his weakened state, he remains the God-King who governs reincarnation!

hum!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Artifact emerged from the void. Although its halo still bore fine cracks and its spiritual light was no longer at its peak, the reincarnation pressure it emitted still made the six Dragon Kings' divine souls tremble!

The six halos suddenly enlarged, like six gigantic mouths devouring everything, and closed on the six dragon kings respectively. The powerful force of reincarnation began to forcibly strip away the unstable power given to them by the Ascending Dragon Pillar!

Clang!

The Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd shone with a brilliant, dark light, carrying the annihilation property that ignored defenses. It transformed into six deadly, dark blue lightning bolts, striking with unparalleled precision at the flaws exposed by the six Dragon Kings due to the suppression of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

Chant!

The Sword of Reincarnation emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, with jet-black and crescent-white light flowing around it. Harosa's divine consciousness held the divine sword, merging with the Dao, transforming into a Reincarnation Sword Qi that transcended the concept of speed, like a guillotine wielding punishment, flashing across the starry sky!

"Pfft!" "Hiss!" "Ouch—!"

Under the combined onslaught of the three super artifacts, the six mid-level dragon kings, who had lost the support of Gu Yuena's dragon god aura and whose very existence was flawed, were utterly powerless to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the six powerful auras of mid-level god-kings dimmed and disappeared one after another, like candle flames being extinguished. The six enormous dragon king battle bodies or energy dragon souls disintegrated and dissipated in the starry sky, leaving only some remnants and the lingering echoes of their final, unwilling dragon roars, which slowly drifted away.

Harosa's divine consciousness re-condensed and hovered in the air. Although it appeared weak, its invincible posture of sweeping across the world and annihilating the Dragon King was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all who witnessed it.

His gaze swept calmly over the dragons and dragon-blooded creatures below, who had completely lost their will to fight and were kneeling in submission. He then looked at the Douluo dragons who were still putting up a few scattered resistances. A clear, cold, yet authoritative voice, like a divine decree, echoed across the battlefield of the entire Dragon Horse Galaxy: "Those who surrender will not be killed."

These four words, like the final judgment, drew a bloody and solemn conclusion to this cataclysmic war that swept across the galaxy.

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