Douluo Continent: Peerless Bei Bei, Light Dragon King

Chapter 121 Wheelchair Warrior

Undead creatures of the seventh rank and above are relatively easy to deal with; they can sever their tails to survive, or cut off body parts tainted by the element of ultimate light, which can then regrow.

The gray color of a maggot on a tarsus can be gradually assimilated, preventing its lifespan from being cut off all at once.

However, undead creatures of the sixth rank and below fared much worse. Under the interplay of extreme light and gray, their life force was extinguished at an extremely rapid pace, thus turning them into pure energy of the undead demiplane.

At this moment, Shadow Baby turned on full power, and a hazy gray aura clung to its body.

After taking a few rhythmic steps, the gray dissipated in the wind, revealing a suit of armor and a cloak constructed of transparent gray crystals, which refracted an unusual ghostly light and strangely converged on a diamond-shaped crystal above her head.

What puzzled the undead creatures even more was that the Netherworld Aria Cross Sword, which was clearly filled with the aura of death, was now covered with a layer of golden light, which was the manifestation of ultimate light.

"Singing—"

His eyes transformed into golden dragon pupils, and the roar of the dragon reverberated throughout the heavens. The magnificent golden dragon phantom took shape from the high heavens, gradually solidifying as if a real dragon had been born.

The bright yellow and the dark gray are clearly distinct, yet they coexist harmoniously. Light and darkness coexist, with the Dragon King of Light above and the realm of the dead below.

Under the combined force, its power surged, putting immense pressure on many eighth-tier undead creatures.

Seeing Shadow Bebe raise the "poisoned" Netherworld Aria Cross sword, everyone trembled involuntarily, their eyes filled with anger, while some retreated and others secretly lunged forward.

It's like a human seeing someone attack them with a mop covered in poop; it's like Lu Bu reborn, like Zhang Fei roaring, their face as ugly as if they'd actually been hit by a mop covered in poop.

Just as they expected, Shadow Bebe, wielding the Netherworld Aria Cross Sword, appeared like a god or demon descending to earth, unleashing his unparalleled power, activating his sprint, and charging into the horde of undead creatures with his "divine weapon" in hand.

The various undead creatures were filled with fear and lacked unity, and were actually driven back by the single, powerful and fearless Shadow Bebe, who even caused a serious stampede among the lower-level undead creatures.

However, Shadow Bebe was ultimately alone, while the number of undead creatures was endless.

On the distant horizon, an endless stream of undead creatures arrived.

With a personal promise from the Undead Overlord Elex, almost all the undead creatures in the undead demiplane covet Shadow Bebe's position as the successor to the throne of the Undead Holy King.

Their combined strength is constantly increasing, while Shadow Bebe's strength is dwindling with each use.

Finally, the first undead warrior emerged from among them, stubbornly resisting the discomfort of the poop-stained mop—no, I mean, the light-elemental-tainted Netherworld Chant Cross—and launched a counterattack.

With his leadership, the situation changed instantly, and the balance of power shifted dramatically.

Ultimately, it was the undead alliance, the one with the bigger backside, that crushed Shadow Bebe, the one with the smaller backside.

The first warrior to rebel, a seventh-tier undead creature, had exceptionally large eyes filled with excitement.

Because he received the reward for being the first to try something new: the "stain-covered" Underworld Aria Cross Sword.

Excitedly, he held his hands out flat above his head, offering them to the heavens, and then knelt down.

"Great Lord of the Undead, I have triumphed! I have slain him!"

The sky was pitch black, thunder rumbled, and thunderclouds rolled in.

"No."

He is not dead yet.

As soon as he finished speaking, the kneeling seventh-tier undead creature suddenly felt the gray crystal cross sword in his hand move!

"Whoosh!"

Before he could even react, the first undead warrior to try this new trick was beheaded by the Netherworld's Chanting Cross Sword.

Then, the cross-shaped sword flew towards the spot where Shadow Bebe had fallen, disappearing into a black patch on the ground. It was the shadow of a person, and its appearance was eight or nine parts similar to Bebe's.

As the sword completely disappeared into the ground, the shadow seemed to come alive, turning over and standing up.

Golden Dragon Eyes remained undeterred in battle, tireless, wielding the Netherworld Aria Cross Sword imbued with ultimate light, and once again fearlessly charged into the undead alliance, advancing with unstoppable momentum, no less than before.

In the blink of an eye, they were locked in close combat.

Most of the undead creatures hadn't even had time to react to Shadow Bebe's "resurrection" before they were cleaved apart by the cross-shaped sword.

At this point, even if some undead creatures wanted to withdraw from the battle, it was too late. The ancient god of war in front of them seemed to be getting more and more excited as the battle progressed!

A resentful question popped into the minds of most of them.

Why should I?!

Why is the first heir to the throne of the Undead Holy King, who stands before us, considered more undead than these undead creatures?!

After being killed, it can recover in a short time.

What's even more infuriating is that when he returned, he was still the same person, the same person at full strength and power.

It should be noted that these so-called immortal undead creatures, even after being killed and returning to the undead demiplane, will only regain their intelligence and rebuild their power after countless years, and their original positions will have long been taken over by others.

Almost every undead creature shares a common psychological trait: seeing another member of their kind rise to power is more painful than being dethroned themselves.

On the battlefield, Shadow Bebe, who once again displayed his prowess, was still slain by the endless coalition of undead creatures.

The second generation of Shadow Bebe quickly perished due to the overwhelming coalition of undead creatures.

Then, the third generation of Shadow Bebe appeared.

The Undead Alliance: "..."

There are two sides to the story, and two people are talking about it.

The reason why Shadow Bebe can keep coming back to life is entirely due to the unharmed support of Bebe, who is the true form of light.

However, this kind of support is not without its price. It is a kind of immortality, which means that one will not die, but that one will not get tired or be depleted.

The continuous resurrection of shadows is a huge drain on Beibei, affecting her energy, physical strength, and soul power.

He was so weak right now that he looked like a ghost, his face as pale as an empty shell.

Zhang Lexuan, who was observing his changes from the side, took out an old object from Bei Bei's soul guide storage ring.

A wheelchair made from golden tree branches, once Mu En's vehicle. After Bei Bei's hidden ailment was cured, the vehicle had been kept in Bei Bei's soul guide storage ring. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

Seeing her skillful movements in setting up the wheelchair, Beibei couldn't help but twitch his lips. He was just a little weak, not disabled. He didn't need to be a wheelchair warrior.

Despite his weakened state, he mounted his horse and fought for another three hundred rounds without the slightest problem.

"Le Xuan, I..."

Before he could say more than a few words, he felt a fragrant breeze on his face and his lips were pressed down by slender, jade-like fingers.

A serious and irrefutable voice entered my ears:

"Listen to me!"

"As the leader of Shrek Academy, you represent the academy's primary image."

"If the shadow were to revive while you're walking, and your legs gave way and you fell flat on your face, the academy's image would be completely ruined."

(End of this chapter)