From the Soul Motion Machine onwards, the Mechanized Douluo

Chapter 639 The Sword Pulled Up Again from the Ruins!

Boom!!!

Countless divine lights descended from the sky, but they still could not conceal the madness of the Soto Soul Masters at this moment! Suddenly, countless pillars of soul power burst forth from the city ruins, transforming into a barrage of light beams that slammed directly towards the Asura God King who was heading to the Soto City-State!

However, how could mortals possibly harm a god with their immature methods?

"snort!"

A cold snort echoed between heaven and earth, and a bloody trail swept across the city of Soto, causing countless steel skyscrapers to collapse! The soul-guided light cannon of the mortal did not even get close to the body of the Asura God King, and within that bloody trail, it transformed into a silent, dazzling flame!

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a one-armed, crippled angel slowly rose into the air amidst the collapse of tall buildings and cries of alarm, appearing in front of the city ruins. Under the blood-red sky, soul-guided cannonballs continued to whistle past the angel's crippled wing, bombarding the Asura God King with a saturation attack!

The Asura God King's body shimmered with crimson divine power, and the hundreds and thousands of soul-guided cannonballs all exploded before they could even reach within a hundred meters of his body.

"What, do you really think I can't kill you?" The Asura God King looked at the broken-winged angel blocking his way, his expression displeased.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain. We accept that we don't want Douluo Continent anymore. Give us some time." The winged angel held a divine sword, his face devoid of color.

"What's the reason?" Seemingly having seen something interesting, amidst a burst of gunfire, the Asura God King looked with great interest at the winged angel before him.

Ding!!

A crisp sword cry suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the angel's beam of light fell directly on the winged angel, causing the winged angel to burst into a tragic blood-gold flame!

The ultimate sublimation!

The dazzling sword light illuminated the world in black and white. Then, with a clang, a golden afterimage, like a tattered sack, crashed into the city ruins behind, causing everyone to instinctively calm down.

quiet.

As the smoke and dust cleared, amidst the ruins, Qian Daoliu, with all six wings broken and only one arm remaining, hung his head, his body covered in terrifying bloodstains. He moved slightly, trying to prop himself up with one hand on the Angelic Sword, but with a "poof," a mouthful of pale golden blood spurted out, directly onto the blood-stained Angelic Sword, and then all life force in his body quickly vanished.

"Elder!"

"Boss Qian!!!"

Within the city-state of Soto, which had been reduced to ruins by the Asura God King's swords, countless Soul Masters watched helplessly as the crippled angel was slain by a single sword strike. At that moment, a surge of sorrow and rage welled up within them.

Beneath the blood-red sky, the stars vanished, leaving only endless silence.

"I acknowledge your will." On the outskirts of Soto, the Asura God King stopped at the edge of the city. He gently wiped the blood from his face and looked at the countless grief-stricken and desperate people in the city ruins. A hint of surprise flashed in his blood-red eyes.

Even as a god-king, he was still slightly amazed by that sword strike.

"You have twenty-four hours. All technological forces must evacuate Douluo Continent!" A solemn voice echoed through the heavens and earth, followed by a flash of red light, and the figure of the Asura God King vanished instantly. At the same time, a dark shadow slowly fell from the sky.

With a splash.

The dark figure crashed to the ground, the intense jolt causing it to cough twice instinctively. It then opened its dull, purplish-blue eyes and lay on the ground, gazing at the oppressive, blood-red sky.

rustle rustle

Suddenly, he felt a slight dampness on his face and subconsciously reached up to touch the tear tracks at the corner of his eye. Oh, it's raining.

rustle rustle

This city, once representing the world's highest level of technology, has now been reduced to ruins by torrential rain.

In the center of the ruins, a terrifying hundred-meter-long blood sword was embedded in the rubble, and at the bottom of the sword was the figure of a crippled god, bowing and reaching out.

Above the ruins, countless refugees struggled to crawl out from beneath the damp rubble, then looked around in bewilderment in the torrential rain.

boom! boom! boom!

Deep within the torrential rain, the sound of heavy objects pounding echoed continuously. When everyone looked over in a daze, they were astonished to find that within the blood-red sword formation that mortals dared not approach, a figure carrying a huge, colorful gourd was repeatedly striking the blood sword with his bare hands. Even though his fists had been shattered by the power of the blood sword's laws, leaving only blood and bone exposed, the figure still did not stop.

"Give me back my son! Give me back my son!!!" Amidst the blood rain that stained the sky crimson, the woman roared incessantly, but those around her could sense that her roars were also tinged with trembling sobs.

Some people tried to destroy the blood sword on the ruins, but to no avail, because no one knew that a super artifact was hidden within the blood sword.

In the end, many people gave up, but that woman persisted even though her actions were futile. No one tried to persuade her, because no one wanted to confront the mother who was already in tears.

She's such a strict person, secretly regarded by the chamber of commerce's long-time employees as "everyone's serious mother," yet she's acting so out of control now.

On the ruins near the Blood Sword, a robust and refined man stood in the rain, looking utterly dejected, silently gazing up at the familiar figure frozen into a divine statue.

He still couldn't understand why this was happening.

Why did Chen Hong choose to die? Why didn't the soul beasts come?

By the way, why didn't the soul beasts come?

Yeah, why didn't the soul beasts come?

If even one of them were to arrive, it wouldn't seem so eerie.

As if they had all agreed beforehand, all the spirit beasts vanished without a trace.

"Uncle, what do we do next?" In the pouring rain, several familiar young figures appeared beside Chen Lin.

Meanwhile, on the other side, amidst the encirclement of a group of Spirit Hall elders, a woman dressed in the robes of an angelic saint slowly appeared on the horizon in the torrential rain.

She didn't use her soul power to block the rain; she walked steadily out of the downpour, soaked to the bone.

Then she stepped through the crowd and looked down at the broken-winged angel in the ruins, whose life was almost gone and whose appearance was extremely tragic. She closed her eyes slightly and looked up, blood-red raindrops sliding down her cheeks.

She then stepped forward, ascended to the top of the ruins, and stood before the broken-winged angel.

Under the silent gaze of all, in the pouring rain, this angelic girl reached out and grasped the blood-stained longsword in the hand of the broken-winged angel.

hum!

Six dazzling, divine wings instantly unfurled behind the girl. Amidst the torrential rain of blood, she stood atop the ruins and drew her angelic sword!

"All citizens of the Federation! Follow me!"

(End of this chapter)