Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

The commander of the Fifth Army Corps was sitting in front of a newly unfolded map.

The markers on the map are denser than before, as if they are being rearranged.

He didn't look up when he heard footsteps, but simply said, "Have you come to see that crack?"

Nargas sat down opposite him: "I've seen it."

It's a little narrower than last time.

The commander of the Fifth Army paused for a moment on the map at the mark of a slowly shrinking fissure.

Chapter 346 Kill as Many as They Come

"If we commit our main forces now and forcibly tear it apart, can we open a passage before it completely closes?"

Nagarz thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

However, if the opposing side has a sufficiently strong guardian, the cost of forcibly tearing through will be very high.

At the edge of the divine realm rift, the fifth day's defensive reinforcement has been completed.

Gu Yuena walked around the crack to make sure that every edge was covered, then she stopped directly in front of the crack and felt the flames inside slowly pulsating again.

She turned her head to look at Ling Feng: "The fourth batch should be larger than the first three batches."

Jin Chen, carrying the Trident of Poseidon, walked up to her and asked, "How many people do you think they will send?"

Gu Yuena said, "Not too many."

But it will be stronger.

She looked away. "They have confirmed that the width of this crack is sufficient to allow a solid object to pass through."

Although the pathfinders were eliminated, the information had already been sent back.

Jin Chen remained silent.

That night, changes began to occur inside the crack. The dark red flames that had been slowly pulsating became more active. They were no longer pulsating randomly, but began to form a regular pulse.

Ling Feng could feel the flames pushing even harder against the edge of the crack.

He put down the dragon-coiled staff, stood up, and walked to the front of the crack.

At the edge of the contracting crack, he saw a layer of dark purple film slowly taking shape—thicker than ever before, its surface no longer smooth, as if it were being repeatedly cast.

He sensed that the creatures gathering inside the crack were more numerous than any previous group.

Although their numbers cannot be precisely calculated, their weight can be felt from the slowly thickening film at the edge of the crack.

Qian Renxue walked to his side: "They've sent troops now."

Ling Feng said, "We are assembling."

Gu Yuena's voice came from behind: "It's coming."

As soon as she finished speaking, the thin membrane suddenly swelled up, like a bubble being pushed and bursting outwards in an instant. A black shadow rushed out from the crack, raising a cloud of dust as it landed. Its size far exceeded that of any of the previous creatures, with long and thick limbs and a row of exposed bone spurs on its back, gleaming with a dark purple light.

Before Ling Feng could even get it to its feet, he had already got the Panlong Staff in his hand.

Standing before the crack, Ling Feng could feel the flames slowly changing color, from dark purple to a deeper, almost black, dark red.

He gripped the dragon-patterned staff, without retreating.

Gu Yuena walked to the other side of the crack, her gaze falling on the flame that was slowly changing color: "They are adjusting the width of the passage."

Ling Feng said, "Is it to allow something bigger to pass through?"

Gu Yuena said, "They have confirmed that the crack can withstand the weight of a solid object passing through. The first batch sent out were just scouts to confirm the strength and stability of the passage."

Now that they've finalized their plans, they'll start sending over the people who can actually get things done.

The dark red flames inside the crack began to gather late that night, like a layer of liquid being compressed.

Ling Feng sat near the crack and could feel the flames slowly gathering, as if forming a stable outline.

Qian Renxue changed into a more practical outfit and held the holy sword in her hand.

Jin Chen rushed over from the Martial Soul Capital, carrying the Trident of the Sea God on his shoulder. He paused at the edge of the crack, his gaze falling on the emerging outline: "This thing is much bigger than the one from this morning."

Gu Yuena stood in front of the crack and could see that the emerging outline was much taller than the first batch of creatures.

Its limbs are thicker, its back is covered with a thicker layer of dark red carapace, its head is shaped between a wolf and a lizard, and its lower jaw has a row of outward-facing bony structures, like a set of fixed fangs.

After it passed completely through the crack, it stood still for a moment on the gray-white ground at the edge of the divine realm, as if adjusting to the gravity of this space.

It glanced down at the dust on the ground, then looked up and its gaze fell on Ling Feng.

Its eyes had no pupils, only a layer of dark red light that was slowly rotating.

It spoke, its voice low and hoarse, like scorched pebbles rubbing against each other: "You killed the pathfinders I sent out."

Ling Feng said, "It shouldn't have gone through that crack."

The creature said, "That crack does not belong to you."

Ling Feng did not respond.

The creature took a step forward, and the ground trembled slightly under its footsteps. The dark red flames at the edge of the crack leaped even faster, as if in response to its movement.

It said, "Our world is collapsing."

That crack was the only exit we found.

You can stop the first wave, the second wave, but you can't stop them all.

Ling Feng said, "Then let's give it a try."

The creature's lips twitched, as if it were smiling, or perhaps making some kind of confirmation gesture.

Its body leaned forward as it charged toward Ling Feng, moving much faster than its size suggested, leaving fading scorch marks on the ground with each step.

Ling Feng did not retreat. He held the Panlong Staff horizontally in front of him and dodged its first claw attack by turning to the side.

As the claw swept past him, it brought with it a blast of scorching air.

Without pausing, he adjusted his center of gravity while dodging the blow, and swung his stick back to smash the creature's carapace on its side. A crack appeared on the surface of the carapace, and the edges were slowly spreading.

It lowered its head and shook it violently, its bony fangs grazing Ling Feng's shoulder and leaving a burn mark on his robe.

Ling Feng did not retreat. Instead, he spun the Dragon Staff upwards and precisely pierced the thinner carapace between the jaw and neck.

After the tip of the stick pierced through, the creature's neck jerked back, and a sound like air leaking out came from deep within its throat.

Its body began to lose its balance, slowly tilting forward, and the dark red light on the edge of its carapace was fading from the center to the edge.

Ling Feng withdrew his Dragon-Piercing Staff and took a half-step back.

Qian Renxue stood on the other side of the crack, holding the Holy Sword. The carapace was slowly losing its original luster, as if it were being weathered away.

Jin Chen approached from another direction. The tip of the Poseidon Trident touched the surface of the carapace, making a slight sound. A piece of the carapace shattered under his touch, revealing the darkening tissue beneath.

Ling Feng stood before the crack, watching it slowly close. He could feel the flames inside the crack rearranging themselves.

Gu Yuena's voice came from the edge of the crack: "They will come again."

The second batch was destroyed; the third batch will be handled with even greater care.

Ling Feng didn't turn around: "Then let's keep waiting."

He felt the power within him slowly adjusting his position, as if preparing for a longer standoff.

On the evening of the third day, movement reappeared inside the crack.

This time, no creature squeezed out of the crack. The dark red flames inside the crack were slowly condensing into a new shape. That shape was not like the previous creatures; it was closer to a humanoid shape, but it was more slender and had wider shoulders than a human.

Chapter 347 The Fourth Legion

A dark red light flowed slowly within the outline, gradually taking shape, as if it were being wrapped up layer by layer.

Ling Feng stood up and saw that the outline was gradually becoming clearer.

Its appearance was more humanoid than the previous creatures, with two arms, two legs, and a head, but its body was covered with a layer of fine, dark red scales, from which a continuous heat emanated.

Its head had no obvious facial features, only a horizontal crack, inside which light was slowly rotating.

After emerging from the crack, it did not immediately launch an attack, but instead stood still in front of the crack, as if confirming the rules of this space in its own way.

Then it spoke: "I am the vanguard commander of the Fourth Legion of the Abyss."

You have already killed two of my advance teams.

Ling Feng said, "They shouldn't have entered this space."

The creature said, "We have no choice."

The abyss is collapsing.

That crack was our only passage.

We will die even if we don't fight.

Ling Feng did not answer.

The creature raised its right hand, palm up, a swirling ball of dark red light condensing in its palm: "You can choose to cooperate."

Give us a passage, a foothold, in exchange for peace.

Qian Renxue stood beside Ling Feng, holding the Holy Sword: "You're not here to cooperate."

You've come looking for an exit.

The creature lowered its hand: "The exit and the battlefield are sometimes the same place."

Jin Chen approached from the side: "How many of you are there?"

The creature turned its head and glanced at Jin Chen: "The Abyss has twelve legions."

The first two legions were just scouts.

If I don't get back, even more legions will pour in through this crevice.

Jin Chen said, "Then you'd better find a new place."

The creature's lips twitched: "You don't understand what it feels like for the abyss to collapse."