Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 223 The Situation Reversed

"Do you intend to break your promise?" Mo Lan looked at the motionless carriage number four, her face somewhat grim, and immediately questioned the leader of the robbers.

"Shut up. Number three? Number three! What are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?!" The gang leader shouted as soon as he saw that there was no movement in carriage number four.

But after a while, there was still no movement in carriage number four, and the leader of the robbers suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Number Six, go check out carriage number four." The gang leader casually called out one of the men, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, boss." A masked robber suddenly stepped out from the remaining group of young people in carriage number five; he was clearly number six.

Number Six gripped the Soul Guidance Gun tightly, then casually pulled a panicked young man up from the ground, pressed the Soul Guidance Gun against his head, and then walked towards Carriage Number Four.

This guy is also a meticulous person. He talks a big game, but when faced with the unknown situation in carriage number four, he actually knows how to pull up a human shield from the ground.

In case of any unforeseen circumstances, the hostages in his hands would be his best bargaining chip.

Then, the sixth robber, carrying the hostage, walked to the door of carriage number four, glanced inside, and said, "Hey, number three, number three, hurry up and answer me, has something happened?"

Then, Number Six froze. Inside carriage number four, a large number of people lay densely packed together, with large patches of bright red blood on the floor. It was unclear whether they were unconscious or dead.

A bizarre figure with purple skin was currently choking a robber by the neck, who was struggling and hitting him. Upon hearing Number Six's voice, the purple-skinned figure glanced at him and said, "Hehehe, there are actually some fearless people who have come to our doorstep."

With that, the purple-haired monster exerted force and snapped the robber's neck, and the robber immediately stopped struggling.

Then, with a final squeeze, he actually crushed the neck of the dead robber, and a large amount of blood gushed out, rushing towards the purple-haired monster.

"Ah!!!" The young man being held hostage by Number Six screamed in terror. Even Number Six looked at him with horror. This was completely unexpected.

That kind of strength, enough to crush a person's neck, means the other party is definitely a Soul Master! And among this group of robbers, apart from their leader who is a three-ring Soul Venerable, the rest are just ordinary people!

"You, you stay away! Otherwise, this guy is dead." Number Six looked terrified as he watched the purple monster approaching him, then pointed his soul-guided gun at the kidnapper's head and threatened him sharply.

Upon hearing his voice, the purple monster immediately stopped, which relieved Number Six. It seemed that although the purple monster was cruel, he had come to save people.

Thinking of this, Number Six's confidence immediately surged. Recalling the scene that had just frightened him and the comrade who had been killed, his anger rose rapidly. He was about to humiliate this purple-haired monster.

Unexpectedly, the other party stretched out his hand, and a knife gleaming with cold light appeared directly in his hand. Then the purple monster walked towards them again.

"You! I told you, you're not allowed to come any closer, or else, I..." Number Six stopped speaking, and then the young man in his hand stopped struggling. A smooth line of blood appeared between their eyebrows.

"Hey, number six, number six. What's going on over there? Why are you making such a racket?"

At this moment, the gang leader said something to Number Six, but after waiting for a while without hearing a response, he became a little impatient. "You brat..."

The bandit leader turned his head and cursed, then stopped talking.

Number Six's body suddenly split open. Yes, it split open completely, from top to bottom, into two halves. Blood gushed out, intestines and organs were scattered all over the ground, and even the hostage was torn apart.

"What's going on?!"

The bandit leader felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly pointed his soul-guided gun at Mo Lan and said sternly, "This is your doing, isn't it! Saying it would take an hour, you were just messing with us, weren't you? In that case, let's all die together."

As he spoke, he gestured to another robber to set up the soul-guided cannon.

Mo Lan, who was being pointed at, was also pale-faced, clearly terrified by the bloody scene before her. Then she noticed the robber leader's actions and immediately said, "I should be asking you that."

"Weren't those people in that carriage yours? Think about it carefully. If they were really our people, how could we possibly kill the hostages as well?" Mo Lan's voice was filled with resentment.

Just as they were talking, a series of "tap tap tap" footsteps sounded, and then a strange man with purple skin appeared in front of them.

"Whoosh!" At the same time, the blood on the ground began to flow uncontrollably toward the purple monster, and was then absorbed by it.

"Don't move! Who are you?" The bandit leader felt a bad premonition when he saw the strange man's actions. Why did this way of absorbing blood seem so familiar? Without a doubt, the strange man in front of him was definitely not a good person.

"Hehehehehehe..." The purple-haired monster let out a strange laugh upon hearing his voice. "You ask who I am? I'm just a passerby looking for lunch. Hehehehe..."

"Don't do anything reckless. I've planted bombs on this Soul Guidance Train. If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here," the bandit leader threatened.

"Heh heh heh, a bomb? You think something like that would make me let go of the food that's about to be mine?"

As he spoke, five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple—emerged from beneath the purple monster's feet. Then, halos lit up his body, and pieces of purple armor rapidly appeared, covering his entire body.

A fierce and bloody aura instantly enveloped the entire area.

"Soul, Soul King! And a One-Word Battle Armor!!! You're an evil Soul Master!"

The bandit leader was astonished when he saw five spirit rings appear on the purple-clad figure. Then, halos began to appear around the man, eventually forming a suit of purple armor. If he wasn't mistaken, it was definitely battle armor!

"And this bloody aura is exactly the same as that of that lord." The bandit leader felt his heart pounding wildly. He was just an ordinary Soul Venerable, who usually just ran errands for the big shots above him.

The hijacking of the Soul Guidance Train was just a mission assigned by his superiors. He himself wasn't even an evil Soul Master, but just a normal Soul Venerable.

(End of this chapter)