Douluo: Legend of the Dragon King - The Voice of the Purple Emperor

"Retreat!" Guo Zhenfeng shouted, turning his Mountain-Shattering Axe around. He led his numerous mechs outwards to attack.

He didn't take flight, as that would make him an easy target, and he hoped to kill as many abyssal creatures as possible, buying more time for his soldiers.

Title Douluo who possess a Soul Core are far, far stronger than ordinary people in terms of sustained combat power.

Just then, a somewhat eerie laugh suddenly rang out.

"Ding-a-ling..." The sound of the bell suddenly dissipated some of the anger in Guo Zhenfeng's chest, and he was momentarily dazed.

At that moment, a figure emerged from among the many abyssal creatures and arrived in front of him with incredible speed, pressing a palm against his chest.

On the battlefield, Guo Zhenfeng is undoubtedly a fierce general, his Mountain-Slaying Axe unstoppable. However, in the world of Soul Masters, while his combat prowess is strong, he excels more in the kind of army-based warfare he faces, rather than in the complex one-on-one battles against Soul Masters.

The jet-black battle armor appeared just before the opponent's palm arrived, blocking the attack.

Guo Zhenfeng felt a jolt in his chest as a chilling aura instantly swept in. The black halo beneath his feet suddenly exploded, transforming into a powerful shockwave that blew his opponent away. He himself was also forced to retreat rapidly.

Only then did he see clearly that not far away was a smiling girl who looked no more than ten years old. He was absolutely certain that she was human.

However, the abyssal creatures around her ignored her. Among the many ferocious abyssal creatures, the presence of such a beautiful and charming little girl was inexplicably eerie.

A huge bell appeared behind her, swayed gently, and rang out a few crisp sounds.

A wave of disorientation washed over him again, and Guo Zhenfeng exclaimed in shock and anger, "Holy Spirit Cult! How dare you defy the world and cooperate with these monsters!"

"Hehe. Yeah, isn't it interesting? Useless, Abyss army, this is just the beginning. Surprised? Unexpected?"

As she spoke, Dark Bell pointed her right hand at Guo Zhenfeng, and the huge bell behind her immediately flew towards him while spinning at high speed.

Guo Zhenfeng was very experienced in combat, and he knew very well that he absolutely could not let himself be entangled with the enemy at this moment, otherwise he might never be able to escape. He could already see several Ba'an figures, like mountains of flesh, swaying and gathering towards them.

A dazzling white light shone from the Mountain-Shattering Axe in Guo Zhenfeng's hand as he slowly slashed forward.

When he unleashed that axe strike, he suddenly became incredibly solemn, and his seventh and ninth spirit rings shone brightly.

Starting from his chest, his battle armor emitted an intense white-hot color, merging with the Mountain-Shattering Axe. When this terrifying energy erupted outwards, it gave one the feeling that the entire world was about to collapse.

A hint of surprise flashed in Dark Bell's eyes as the enormous bell that had been shot out returned. With a flash, it disappeared into the bell.

In the next instant, a beam of incandescent light appeared on the entire battlefield like a dazzling rainbow.

This dazzling, incandescent rainbow struck the mountain peak opposite, which had just been conquered by the abyss.

A beam of light suddenly appeared in the center of the mountain peak, followed by a powerful and terrifying explosion. The mountain, hundreds of meters high, exploded, turning into a rain of stones that flew and fell in all directions, crushing a large number of abyssal creatures.

This was his true purpose. With a single axe stroke, he forced back the Dark Bell, then shattered the barrier, stunning the entire scene and further boosting the morale of the Northern Legion.

Without hesitation, Guo Zhenfeng swung his axe and immediately turned and left.

The Northern Army's artillery fire provided intense crossfire cover.

"Want to leave? No way! They'll miss you." The playful voice rang out again, followed by the clear sound of a bell.

Guo Zhenfeng's heart tightened, and he swung his Mountain-Shattering Axe with lightning speed, transforming it into a vast expanse of light and shadow.

However, at that moment, a black-level mech exploded to his left.

"Ya Ze!" Guo Zhenfeng roared in anguish. That was his guard battalion commander, who had been with him for over ten years. In those ten years, they had become more than just friends; they were as close as brothers.

Seeing his good brother die at the hands of the other party, how could Guo Zhenfeng not be shocked?

"None of them will be leaving."

"Ring ring, ring ring!"

With the crisp ringing of bells, the mechs guarding Guo Zhenfeng's body all shook to varying degrees. The sonic and mental shockwaves were too much for these elite Northern Legion soldiers, whose cultivation levels weren't particularly high, to withstand with just their mechs' defenses.

"A Super Douluo? The opponent is at least a Super Douluo powerhouse." Guo Zhenfeng immediately realized this, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel discouraged. He knew that he couldn't do anything in front of such a powerful opponent.

The Northern Legion is the weakest of the eight legions; even its commander, He, hasn't reached the Super Douluo level. There's simply no way to deal with such a powerful figure.

If he were on the battlefield, he could deploy soul-guided weapons to counter them, but now that he is on the battlefield himself, how can he deploy them?

Clearly, the other party had been eyeing them for a long time, which is why they sent such a powerful expert to target them immediately.

Fight!

Guo Zhenfeng gritted his teeth, released his mental energy, and searched for the figure of the Dark Bell.

But Dark Bell was very cunning. She kept changing positions in the air, using the huge mechs as cover, and never appeared in front of Guo Zhenfeng.

Compared to Guo Zhenfeng, she undoubtedly has more combat experience, and she knows very well how to deal with her opponent at this time.

And it was at this moment that the Northern Army's defenses finally began to crumble.

More than thirty massive Baan formed a line and, relying on their formidable defenses, charged up the second mountain peak. This was also a very important peak; if it were captured, the Northern Legion's defenses would be forced into a situation where each unit fought independently.

Four hours? Forget four hours, they probably won't even be able to hold on for the next hour.

As mechs crashed one after another around him and he watched his comrades die in battle, Guo Zhenfeng's eyes turned red.

Finally, with a desperate, frantic roar, he abandoned his pursuit of the Dark Bell and plummeted from the sky, heading straight for the densest concentration of abyssal creatures. Even if he died, he wanted to take as many as possible down with him.

The dark bell is ringing... (End of Chapter)