Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

"Then tell me, how do you plan to help me? How do you make the dark energy stronger?"

The Holy Lord had lost all hope in the Black Hand Gang, so he might as well trust the wizard in front of him, since he had nowhere else to go anyway.

"It's very simple."

Daolong stepped forward, but instead of facing the Holy Lord, he walked to the mirror and gently tapped it.

"I believe Your Highness is in this predicament because of your brothers and sisters. You need to help them gain their freedom."

"The Gates of Hell are sealed by eight immortal gods, and even I cannot open them directly. However, I can find another way."

"Even if an immortal demon loses its body, its soul still exists in the world. As long as it has a soul, it will be attracted to the corresponding physical body."

"I can allow demons to return to this world through 'reincarnation,' including you, Your Highness."

"The power of rats is fascinating, but it's just magic, and I can do that too."

Daolong spoke eloquently, and there was not a trace of falsehood in his words. He could indeed create the physical body of a demon and then resurrect it by injecting its soul into it.

In the Animals arc, there are no more dragons in the world, and the last dragon is Shendu. In order to obtain the power of the Dragon Talisman, Daolong chooses to resurrect Shendu.

"you?"

The Holy Lord glanced at the sword dragon in front of him a few times. Although he did not show any obvious suspicion, his tone was unfriendly.

Daolong smiled and pointed to his head. "Because of the years, I think Your Highness has lost too many memories, but I am different. The magic I have mastered has never been forgotten. It has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and even the magic on your body is the same."

"The magic that ends the soul."

The Holy Lord's eyes widened suddenly, and he moved closer to Daolong, his scarlet eyes reflecting Daolong's gleeful laughter.

"You know this curse?"

"I also have some knowledge of the use of the soul."

The power of the twelve talismans seems comprehensive, but in reality, most of their abilities are common to demons, or rather, they are different branches.

The mouse's ability to transform stillness into movement, the ox's strength, the tiger's balance, the rabbit's speed, the horse's healing power, the sheep's soul, the monkey's transformation, and the dog's immortality.

These eight abilities are present in almost all other demons, though to varying degrees. For example, Ximu lacks strength and healing, but is fast.

The remaining abilities are the dragon's explosion, the snake's invisibility, the chicken's levitation, and the pig's electric light source. The dragon and pig can be seen as a bias towards the Holy Lord's fire magic, while the chicken and snake are more like magic.

To prevent Shendu from deceiving again, the other demons cast spells on Shendu's soul to ensure that his possession could only target one person.

Also in the animal arc, Daolong demonstrated his termination magic against sheep souls, preventing souls separated from their bodies from re-entering them.

One is a seal, and the other is a confinement; Daolong does indeed have an understanding of this type of magic.

The Holy Lord looked at Daolong, his mouth moved twice, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.

"My dark brother, how happy I am to have met you! Let us unite and bring this world under our control."

"Of course, of course."

Dao Long's lips curled up. He needed the influence of these demons now, otherwise, the righteous energy would not allow him to act.

The more numerous the actions of the dark forces, the slower the righteous forces would react, and the more confident Daolong would be.

"Hey, old man! Where did you come from, boss? Should we make a move?"

At this moment, the trio from the Black Hand Gang, who had just finished having dinner, returned to the base with Ah Fu. Dao Long's strange appearance caught their eye, instantly displeasing Ah Fen, the leader.

What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry can trespass on their Mafia territory?

"Shut up, you idiot!"

The Holy Lord quickly turned around and spewed flames from his mouth, engulfing the Mafia members.

Ah Fen and the other two were shocked and quickly jumped away, but their bodies were still burned black in patches.

"Oh, it's the Holy Lord. We're sorry, we didn't know this old gentleman was your friend."

Please forgive us.

"I'm so sorry."

The trio quickly slid to their knees; they were genuinely afraid of the Holy Lord.

"ha……"

The Holy Lord exhaled, expelling the acrid smoke from the fire he had spewed from the human body; Valon's body truly disgusted him.

"Hmm..." Dao Long didn't pay attention to the trio. In his eyes, they were just clowns jumping around. His attention was completely drawn to another person.

Watching Afu leap onto the roof beam and steadily avoid the flames, Daolong's lips curled into a wide smile.

"You're quite good, possessing a powerful physique. Do you need even greater strength?"

"Are you talking to me?"

Afu pointed to himself, slightly puzzled.

"certainly."

Daolong nodded slowly, it seemed there were still useful people here.

"Behold the power of the dark energy!"

Waving his staff, Daolong summoned his dark soldiers from the hollow darkness at the top of the staff.

"Gan! Wen! Cui!"

With three loud thuds, black smoke billowed out, and three strange figures resembling orange-skinned elves appeared, each wielding a weapon that shimmered with black light—a pole, a blade, and a hammer, respectively.

Afu narrowed his eyes slightly. In his martial arts sense, these three who suddenly appeared were very strange, as if they were not human.

Wen coldly looked at Afu. As one of the original Ganwen Cui, it had almost no emotions and would only do things that best suited its master's wishes.

With a swift movement, he suddenly threw out the circular blade, which spun rapidly like a saw blade, and slashed fiercely at Afu.

Without thinking, Afu swiftly dodged, but what came straight at him was Gan's upward strike with a stick.

"The monkey breaks a branch!"

With a thud, Afu reached out to stop him, and the stick struck his thick forearm with penetrating force.

His eyes narrowed slightly; in Afu's combat experience, this level of power was already that of an absolute master.

hum~

"The bear splits the tree, the donkey kicks, and the lion drinks water."

The spinning blade flew back, and Afu swung it away, then kicked Gan away. He suddenly looked down, his ponytail-like hair covering his face, but the top of his hair was still struck by the blade, and several red hairs flew out.

Wen controlled the Dark Soldier's weapon with one hand from a distance; it could be remotely controlled.

Seizing the opportunity, Cui unleashed all his power and slammed a heavy hammer at Afu. Afu, who hurriedly looked up, could only raise his hands to block.

"oh!"

A dull thud came, and Afu felt a pain in his arms as if they were cracking. Even his chest, which had recently taken a direct hit from Tru's weight, was aching again, as if it were about to be torn apart.

"Flying Crane Catches Shrimp!"

Forcibly suppressing the pain, Afu didn't want to show his vulnerable side. Since facing that archaeologist, he had already lost too many times. Now, he absolutely didn't want to lose, even if it meant using external means!

Daolong nodded in satisfaction as he watched this scene, and with a wave of his hand, the dark warriors stopped their actions.

Afu grabbed the nearest Cui, lifted him up, spun him around in the air, and then suddenly retreated.

"Meteorite crash!"

With a loud bang, the Black Hand Gang's base trembled, and Cui's figure turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Ah Fu caught his breath and was ready to fight again, but Dao Long stepped forward and stopped him.

"Alright, my warrior, your body no longer needs you to fight, but if you embrace the power of darkness, you will no longer have to fear it."

As he spoke, Daolong waved his staff again, and another cloud of black mist drifted over. Cui, whom Afu had just witnessed destroying, reappeared, completely unharmed.

"How about it? Do you need it?"

Afu was stunned. Looking at Cui Yiran's still energetic appearance and feeling his own body still aching slightly, he quickly lowered his head.

"What do I need to do? Call me master."

"My master, grant me strength!"

"no problem."

Dao Long flicked his finger, and a string of black lightning bolts struck Afu's forehead. With a hiss, a strange pattern appeared, staining Afu with an unusual color.

crunch, crunch...

His flesh and bones were creaking, and an almost endless stream of power surged toward Afu, while the pain in his body slowly dissipated under the influence of the dark power.

Afu let out a cry that sounded like he was in pain, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter until all the whites of his eyes were filled with darkness, emitting an obsidian-like luster.

"Phoenix rising from the ashes? Phoenix rising from the ashes!"

Looking at his orange-skinned monster-like complexion, Afu felt no fear; he was only elated by his current power.

Bang!

With a powerful punch, like a cannonball, it slammed into the base wall, creating a gap the size of a basketball.

Seeing this, Afu became even more excited.

Looking at Daolong, who was smiling at him, Afu knelt down without thinking.

"Thank you, my master."

In a sense, Afu is an extremely pure person who pursues strength and power, and he is willing to serve whoever can help him.

Even from the perspective of hiring mercenaries, Afu is quite qualified. He is willing to follow Valon, who is unwilling to pay even the price of a small cookie, and even the Holy Lord, who does not pay a single salary and only oppresses people.

Now that Daolong has bestowed power upon Afu, he is naturally willing to follow him.

In the original storyline, however, Asfu gradually lost his way as he progressed, and his strength regressed instead of improving. In the final battle, when he lost everything to fight for humanity, Asfu was one of the few who could tear apart the demon's claws with his bare hands.

Of course, for Afu now, all of that is too far away; he only follows the goal at hand.

clap clap clap...

"Congratulations, my black-clad brother. Ah Fu is a powerful subordinate; you have gained an excellent servant."

The Holy Lord clapped his hands and stepped forward, sparing no praise, even though it was just talk.

"As for them, do you need them?"

At this moment, Shendu pointed to the three brothers who were dumbfounded by Ah Fu's transformation. Even with the talisman, they couldn't beat Jackie Chan. If he didn't give them a boost now, Shendu felt they would just be a bunch of parasites.

"them?"

Dao Long glanced at him sideways, showing no interest whatsoever.

"Let's talk about our plan, Your Highness. Which brother is the first one we want to resurrect, and who can best help us?"

"Um……"

Faced with a choice, the Holy Lord hesitated.

First, we can rule out the Sino-Soviet Union; that arrogant and complacent fellow would never listen to reason.

Then there's Bo Gang, too big and too easy to expose. Once his appetite kicks in, he won't listen to anyone.

In terms of loyalty, Xiaofeng is a good match, but that guy is too cruel (the official card portrays him as the most cruel demon who enjoys watching humans fight each other, and in the story, he gets impatient and lashes out at Shendu), so Shendu sometimes doesn't like to get close to this brother.

The Earthly Lord is easy to talk to, but also very willful and difficult to command.

When it comes to strategic vision and wisdom, Zhou Lan, Basha, and Ximu are the best.

Ximu's power is too weak, and Basha and it are irreconcilable, so there is only one choice.

Cursed Blue, the elder among demons, is feared even by the Holy Lord (according to the official card description, even the other demons fear him).

But when it comes to power, even the Holy Lord has to admit that this elder brother's influence is too great.

"If I want my brothers and sisters to reappear in the world, then I need an elder who can manage them, so let the Moon Demon Curse Blue appear first."

The Holy Lord looked at Dao Long; his elder brother's words were reassuring.

"The Moon Demon?"

Dao Long closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Suddenly, a legendary temple related to the Moon Demon appeared in his mind, and even its name had a hidden meaning.

"Brother Black Qi, I have the perfect spot here for the Moon Demon to reappear. Have you heard of Lotus Temple? It's a temple that only appears under the moonlight at night. Legend has it that a terrifying being resides there, turning anyone who doesn't leave before sunrise into its guardian. It also hides many lost magic books."

"Lotus Temple...you mean!?"

Shendu was greatly encouraged. As a former demon wizard, not only Shendu had written a complete book of spells, but his brothers and sisters had also made records of them.

Of course, it's those clever brothers and sisters; lazy Bo Gang doesn't have any relevant books.

The Demon Hell will wear down the demons' wisdom and abilities. The Holy Lord only stayed there for a short while, and even the magic he used to know had to be learned from his own books.

Even the worn-out Shendu could pull out magical artifacts for time travel, so one can imagine how many strange spells Shendu possessed at his peak.

Lotus Temple, the Holy Lord remembers that the divine token used to seal the elder brother was a lotus flower.

Before being sealed, Zhou Lan liked lotus flowers, just as Di Kui liked the flowers and plants growing on the ground before being sealed.

If the speculation is true, that temple might be where Zhou Lan once recorded his magical manuscripts, and it might contain the complete spellbook of the Moon Demon.

For the Holy Lord, who is currently lacking in power, he craves all magical knowledge he can obtain.

"I don't think there's any place better for the Moon Demon to revive than the former dwelling place of the Moon Demon, especially since it contains a wealth of knowledge."

Dao Long laughed, "If you want him to do work, then you must get a reward. The Moon Demon's magic manuscript is perfect."

"Shall we leave now?"

"Now is the perfect time."

As they spoke, the Holy Lord and Daolong looked at the Black Hand Gang trio who had just come to their senses.

"Uh, guys, we just finished dinner."

"Why don't you rest for the night?"

"There might still be time tomorrow."

"ha……"

Flames have begun to gather in the Lord's throat.

"Hey guys, I suddenly have this urge to go out for a drive. How about we work overtime?"

"Night running is a very healthy activity."

"We're still young, maybe we can still give it a shot."

"snort……"

The Holy Lord shut his mouth, extinguishing the flames in his throat. To be honest, it was also very uncomfortable for him to breathe fire in a human body.

"I'm going to get some useful things."

Dao Long smiled, waved his cane, and his body turned into black smoke and disappeared, returning to his tower.

……

"oops!"

Old Man's Antique Shop.

"A bad feeling!"