Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Chapter 40 The Angel Legion's Operations

Qin Heng was too lazy to pay attention to Bibi Dong's emotional changes, and he didn't expect to break Bibi Dong's love-struck mind in one or two tries.

This heated exchange was merely a way to plant a thorn in Bibi Dong's side, and also to give themselves a moment of satisfaction.

After leaving the Papal Palace, Qin Heng went to the Hall of Offerings. He wanted to go into seclusion at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire for a period of time in order to break through the bottleneck of level 50.

Qian Daoliu readily agreed, as the Angel Legion was on a mission to the Heavenly Dou Empire and could conveniently send Qin Heng along the way.

This was Qin Heng's first time dealing with the Angel Legion. The Angel Legion dispatched a vanguard team of 30 Soul Masters, all of whom possessed Angelic Martial Souls and had a minimum Soul Power of 56 Soul Kings.

Leading the group was a female Title Douluo, one of the Soul Douluos who had previously broken through to condense her Soul Core with the help of Qian Daoliu.

"Greetings, Your Majesty Huoyu." Qin Heng greeted him politely with a bow.

Qian Yumo smiled and nodded. She knew about Qin Heng, the genius Soul Master. At only 8 years old, he was already a level 49 Soul Master. His cultivation speed was unprecedented.

Qian Yumo would naturally try to cultivate a good relationship with such a genius.

"Your Highness, there's no need for such formality. You are the disciple of the Grand Elder, who is my cousin. In a way, we are of the same generation!"

"Your Majesty Huo Yu is a Title Douluo. No matter how close the relationship is, one should always maintain a sense of awe towards a Title Douluo."

Upon hearing this, Qian Yumo smiled slightly and said, "Then so be it. Get in the carriage, let's set off!"

As she spoke, Qian Yumo was the first to climb into the carriage, followed closely by Qin Heng.

Qian Yumo is 82 years old this year. In her previous life, she would have been an old woman in her twilight years. However, Qian Yumo looks like she is in her 3s or 40s. Obviously, breaking through to the Title Douluo level has made her young again.

"Your Majesty Fire Feather, is your martial soul also a four-winged angel?" Qin Heng asked curiously.

"No, my martial soul is a two-winged angel, but it has mutated compared to other two-winged angel martial souls. The flames are more powerful and have an extremely strong burning effect."

Targets hit by my flames either rely on their superior soul power to forcibly extinguish my flames, or they rely on ice-attribute soul skills to counter them.

If you don't control my flames quickly, your soul power will be burned away, then your body, and finally you'll be reduced to ashes.

After listening to Qian Yumo's words, Qin Heng finally understood why her title was related to fire. Qian Yumo was a very powerful fire-attribute soul master!

"Your Majesty Huoyu, is your mission to the Heavenly Dou Empire to exterminate the Fallen Ones?" Qin Heng asked, changing the subject.

"That's right. A few days ago, we received a message from the Kingdom of Barak saying that a group of Fallen Ones appeared in the Kingdom of Barak, and their purpose seems to be to cross the Kingdom of Barak and head to the Star Luo Empire."

"A whole group? There are so many degenerates?"

"To be honest, I was also shocked when I heard the report. I haven't heard of such a large-scale group of Fallen Ones in nearly 50 years. According to eyewitnesses, the group of Fallen Ones numbered more than 30, and the leader seemed to be a Soul Master."

That is why the High Priest personally ordered that I lead the vanguard of the angelic legion in pursuit, and that anyone caught would be killed without mercy.

Qin Heng immediately became interested upon hearing this. His main body would not risk his life, but his clone was in Soto City!

Soto City also belongs to the Kingdom of Barak. His clone will go there to take a look. It would be very interesting to fight against the Fallen.

Afterwards, Qian Yumo sent Qin Heng to the top of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and then directly led the 36 Angel Soul Masters of the vanguard team to summon their Martial Souls and fly to the Barak Kingdom.

After Qin Heng entered the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, he greeted the Golden Crocodile Douluo and Dugu Bo who were guarding the place, and then took off his clothes and jumped into the Ice and Fire Spring.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate the Pure Yang Limitless Technique. Once he entered the state, he focused all his attention on his clone.

Although Qin Heng's current distraction control technique can perfectly control the actions of his main body and clone at the same time, this time his clone is going to participate in the battle against the Fallen Ones, so it is better to focus on the battle wholeheartedly.

At this moment, Qin Heng's clone had already run out of Soto City and was heading towards the Star Luo Empire.

The Fallen Ones' home is the Star Luo Empire, and they are sure they are on the right track by heading in that direction.

After leaving a certain area of ​​Soto City, "Qin Heng" directly activated his Shura Armor, resulting in a painless height increase.

After the Shura Armor is combined, Qin Heng's height will automatically increase to the height most suitable for the Shura Armor. He activates his second soul skill and runs wildly.

About two hours later, Qin Heng's clone arrived at a village.

Qin Heng's clone sped along, and two hours later, it finally arrived at the outside of a fairly large village.

This village has nearly a hundred households, with houses scattered in a neat and orderly fashion. At the entrance of the village stands a stone tablet inscribed with "Qinghe Village".

Logically speaking, it should be noon, and the village should be bustling with activity, with smoke rising from every household.

But at this moment, the entire village was deathly silent; not even the crowing of roosters or the barking of dogs could be heard, and an ominous deathly aura seemed to have solidified in the air.

Qin Heng thought to himself that something was wrong, but he didn't slow down and rushed straight into the village entrance.

As soon as they entered the village, a strong, nauseating stench of blood assaulted their nostrils. Even through the thick mask of the Shura Armor, the smell was so pungent it seemed to seep into their very bones.

Qin Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace again, arriving in front of the house closest to the village entrance in a few flashes.

He suddenly pushed open the half-closed wooden door, and the first thing he saw was a large, robust yellow dog that had been split in two from head to tail, its intestines and internal organs spilling all over the ground, and the blood that had already congealed into a dark brown color.

Looking further into the room, one sees nine corpses lying haphazardly, including adults, the elderly, and children, both men and women.

But what is most shocking is that, without exception, all of these corpses are in a strangely shriveled state, with their skin clinging tightly to their bones, as if all the blood in their bodies has been forcibly drained by some force.

Even more appalling were the corpses of two young children in the very center of the room. Their small chests had been brutally ripped open, their hearts missing, leaving only two gruesome bloody holes.

Qin Heng stood at the door, his body trembling slightly.

Since transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he has witnessed struggles and killings, but this scene before him has completely touched the deepest bottom line in his heart.

Those innocent elderly people, women and children, those children who should have been innocent and carefree, were treated so cruelly.

An unprecedented rage erupted from the depths of his chest, almost burning away his reason.

"What a bunch of inhuman beasts!" Qin Heng gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word from between his teeth, his voice low and hoarse, carrying an extreme amount of suppressed killing intent.