Douluo: My Shura Armor, Shura God, get lost!

Chapter 10 Taming Bibi Dong! This alarms Qian Daoliu, the guardian of the Angel God! Now that you've met the Pope, why don't you bow down!

Who is for and who is against?

Those who opposed it all lay down on the ground.

The most outrageous thing is that Su Moxie has already proclaimed himself Pope.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne, her noble and beautiful face displaying an indifferent expression.

But deep within those amber eyes surged extreme resentment and helplessness.

Since the incident in the secret room.

All she felt towards this world was an unyielding hatred.

The desire for power.

It swelled in her mind to the point of madness.

She, Bibi Dong, is the most outstanding pope in the history of the Spirit Hall.

They were determined to plant the Spirit Hall's flag in every corner of the Douluo Continent.

Available today.

There is an invincible enemy who covets her papacy.

The plan to dominate the Douluo Continent.

It was doomed before it even began.

This feeling of utter despair and helplessness caused Bibi Dong's delicate body to tremble slightly.

The main hall was leveled by the aftershocks of the battle.

Only the papal throne remained, unharmed beneath Bibi Dong's buttocks.

Amidst the ruins.

Some were injured, some were unconscious, and some were lying down.

No one dared to question Su Moxie's words anymore.

Peng Peng —

Su Moxie released his grip.

The Light Feather Douluo and the Azure Phoenix Douluo collapsed helplessly at his feet.

Then, under a barrage of gazes filled with anger, shock, and helplessness.

He walked slowly to the throne.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne, holding a scepter.

She tilted her head back, her amber eyes coldly fixed on Su Moxie.

Su Moxie's lips curled into a smile.

"Get out of here."

The air was eerily quiet.

"Su..."

The Demon-Slaying Douluo wanted to step forward and stop him.

But the next second.

He was stopped by his older brother, Qianjun Douluo.

Qianjun Douluo shook his head solemnly at Jiangmo Douluo.

They can't handle this matter anymore.

It was beyond their capabilities.

Didn't you see that the Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, didn't dare to utter a sound after getting up from the ground?

Moreover, to be more precise...

As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Su Moxie originally had the qualifications to become the Pope.

The law of the jungle, where the winner takes all, applies everywhere.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Bibi Dong was told by Su Moxie to get down.

This is humiliation.

In some ways, it's worse than death.

But they saw that Bibi Dong hadn't moved.

Su Moxie said calmly:

"This Pope will count to three breaths."

"three……"

rub--

Bibi Dong stood up from the throne.

The luxurious ornaments on the robe touched the solid gold throne, producing a crisp sound.

Su Moxie lifted his cloak and sat on the throne.

His narrow eyes gleamed red, and he leaned against the throne.

His mysterious and imposing Shura armor made him appear even more sinister and domineering at this moment.

"Why does it feel like... something's missing?"

Su Moxie looked at Bibi Dong standing below.

Bibi Dong's exquisite face remained serene, her delicate body standing tall and straight like a lotus branch, her demeanor still incomparably noble, showing no trace of the embarrassment of being expelled from the papacy.

"Bring the scepter to this Pope."

Bibi Dong stretched out her arm, clutching the scepter in her hand.

He gestured for Su Moxie to come and get it himself.

call--

bang——

A strong, dark purple wind.

Suddenly, the blow struck Bibi Dong.

She was thrown back several dozen feet, a flash of pain crossing her face.

The scepter in his hand flew several meters, making a crisp, tinkling sound.

This happened too fast.

The elders and the temple staff did not react in time.

After realizing what had happened...

Everyone stared at Su Moxie on the throne with astonished looks.

I won't say more.

Bibi Dong was, after all, an unparalleled beauty.

Su Moxie showed absolutely no mercy or pity for the woman.

They acted immediately.

Su Moxie said coldly:

"This Pope commands, present the scepter."

He became pope for only one purpose.

Annihilate the main characters and all related figures who are helpful to them, and destroy the entire storyline of Douluo Continent.

These Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall are meant to work for him.

He has no time to cultivate the loyalty of his subordinates.

The simplest way.

Show your strength, or we'll kill you.

Bibi Dong, this woman, harbors a wounded and greedy wolf within her heart.

How to deal with a woman like that.

We must ruthlessly destroy her pride.

Bibi Dong struggled to her feet.

The magnificent silver-white robe was covered in dust.

She picked up the scepter expressionlessly and staggered step by step to Su Moxie.

Bibi Dong bowed her head.

He held the scepter in both hands.

He delivered it to Su Moxie.

"Heh~~"

Su Moxie chuckled.

He could imagine it.

At this moment, beneath Bibi Dong's indifferent exterior lies a hysterical, almost insane heart.

It would be interesting to tame such a madman into a plaything.

The process of overthrowing the Douluo Continent was violent and bloody.

We need some different kind of adjustment.

Su Moxie accepted the scepter.

He reached out again, pinched Bibi Dong's exquisite and charming face, and forced her amber eyes to meet his gaze.

"I still want to see your rebellious side..."

Having said that, Su Moxie tossed it aside.

He turned Bibi Dong's pretty face away.

Bibi Dong lowered her head, her slender hands, hidden under her long robe, clenched tightly together.

The fingernail dug deep into the flesh, and drops of blood fell to the ground.

"Since no one objects."

"From this day forward, I, Su Moxie, shall be the new Pope of the Spirit Hall."

Su Moxie's gaze swept over the elders and deities below the stage, and he slowly said:

"This Pope decrees..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

buzz-

buzz-

The ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

Inside a magnificent building in the distance.

Suddenly, a golden glow shone forth, illuminating half the sky.

A phantom of a six-winged angel slowly materialized in the sky, its terrifying aura stirring up waves of air that rapidly swept over.

"A grand offering!"

"The high priest has been alerted!"

"Very good!"

The numb elders and worshippers suddenly perked up.

If we say...

In this Douluo Continent, there still exists a powerful figure who can restrain Su Moxie.

Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, is definitely the most promising candidate.

Decades ago.

Qian Daoliu is a level 99 Limit Douluo and is known as one of the two peaks of the Soul Master world.

Nickname: Invincible in the Sky.

After that, he went into seclusion in the Spirit Hall's top secret—the Angel Temple.

As the guardian of the angel god.

In a sense, Qian Daoliu is the human form of the Angel God, whose strength far surpasses that of other experts of the same level.

He remained dormant for decades without making a move.

No one knows how powerful Qian Daoliu is at this moment.

buzz-

buzz-

The ground was still trembling.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red—the nine spirit rings slowly emerged in the void.

The terrifying ratio of spirit rings is simply unbelievable.

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his thirties, dressed in a simple gray robe, with his long golden hair neatly combed, suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

"A grand offering!"

The elders and deities immediately bowed in respect.

Su Moxie remained seated on the throne.

He rested his head on one hand, looking down at Qian Daoliu, and slowly said:

"Since you have met the Pope, why don't you bow down?"

(End of this chapter)