AWB Chapter 473 The Surrender of the Sun and Moon Empire?
Chapter 473 The Surrender of the Sun and Moon Empire?
That sounds very high-sounding.
But how could the several god-kings present completely believe it?
The Goddess of Life looked at Tang San, her displeasure deepening.
What she sensed from Tang San was not the order and responsibility that a god should have, but rather resentment, greed, distortion, and a strong desire for revenge.
Ironically, Tang San is indeed the person who knows the location of the Silver Dragon King the most right now.
The God of Kindness was silent for a moment, then said:
"Tang San can lead the way."
"But we can't let him act alone."
"The hunters must accompany the hunters throughout the entire process."
"The accompanying third-level gods cannot all be selected from the Asura Temple or the Rakshasa Temple."
God of Destruction:
"The selection of the third-level deities will be determined by the committee."
Asura God Path:
"There must be at least one deity skilled in sealing off space."
"The Silver Dragon Palm's spatial elements, without the power to seal them, are very likely to escape again."
The evil god-king nodded.
"Add another level three god who excels at suppressing divine souls. The Silver Dragon King inherited the origin of the Dragon God's divine soul; to bring back its origin, her divine soul must be suppressed."
God of Destruction:
"We also need an offensive deity."
"Although Tang San is the Rakshasa God, he has only recently returned to his position, and his divine power may not be completely stable."
"If the Silver Dragon launches a counterattack, he alone may not be enough."
The Goddess of Life said coldly:
"You've certainly made thorough arrangements."
The Asura God said calmly:
"This is for the safety of the divine realm."
The God of Kindness finally spoke:
"In that case, three third-level gods shall accompany us."
"A third-level god under the God of Space, the God of Locking Heaven."
"A third-level god under the God of Souls, the Soul-Suppressing God."
"A level three god of the War God Temple, the God of Breaking Army."
"Send four more Celestial Hunters to be responsible for recording, relaying messages, and monitoring."
"Tang San will lead the way, but he must not leave the group without permission. If the Silver Dragon is discovered, the space should be sealed off first to confirm its identity. If the Silver Dragon refuses to follow, it can be suppressed."
"If the new sea god or angel god obstructs, first convey the divine message from the Divine Realm Committee. If they still insist on obstructing, record the evidence and report back to the Divine Realm Committee."
The Asura God frowned slightly and said:
"If the opportunity to fight is fleeting, are we supposed to wait for a response?"
The god of kindness looked at him.
"If the silver dragon escapes, we can pursue it."
"But we must be cautious when dealing with lower-level deities."
"This is the bottom line."
Although the God of Destruction was dissatisfied, he knew that life and goodness would not retreat any further.
So he nodded.
"Can."
The Asura God said in a deep voice:
"Then so be it."
Tang San lowered his head, but a sinister smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.
Three level-three gods.
Four Celestial Hunters.
And then there's him, the Rakshasa god.
If this power were to descend to the lower realms, it would be enough to completely disrupt the Star Dou Great Forest.
If Tang Chuan doesn't make a move, the Silver Dragon King will surely die.
If Tang Chuan were to take action, he would be defying the divine decree of the Divine Realm Committee.
No matter what choice he makes, Tang Chuan will not have an easy time.
This is the situation Tang San truly wanted.
The Asura God raised his hand and waved.
Crimson divine light condensed into a divine decree in the center of the hall, with the divine powers of destruction, evil, good, and life descending in succession. After the five great god-kings jointly approved it, the decree transformed into a scroll woven with platinum and blood-red patterns, slowly descending before Tang San.
The Asura God said coldly:
"Tang San".
"Since you are a Rakshasa god, you are a member of the divine realm."
"You will be in charge of leading the way and assisting the divine realm team in confirming the location of the Silver Dragon King during this descent to the mortal realm."
"If you dare to use this for personal gain or disrupt the mission of the divine realm, I will be the first to judge you."
Tang San immediately bowed and said:
"Tang San respectfully obeys the divine decree."
God of Destruction:
"If that silver dragon is truly in Douluo Continent, it must not be let go."
"If necessary, the Order of Destruction can be used to temporarily seal off the space around the Star Dou Great Forest."
The goddess of life frowned slightly, but said nothing more.
The God of Kindness looked at Tang San, his voice calm yet carrying a warning:
"Remember, the purpose of this trip is to deal with the Silver Dragon King's unusual behavior, not to settle personal scores with you."
Tang San respectfully said:
"Tang San understands."
The evil god-king looked at him, a half-smile on his face, and said:
"You'd better really understand."
Tang San lowered his head and did not respond.
Just then, four beams of silver-white divine light descended outside the Divine Realm Committee.
The Celestial Hunters arrived, clad in silver-white divine armor, with hunting divine markings between their brows and divine tokens hanging from their waists, exuding a cold and murderous aura.
Immediately afterwards, three more beams of divine light came from different directions of the temple.
The first person was dressed in a gray-silver robe, with layers of ripples in the space around him, as if he could step into the depths of the void with one step.
The Heavenly Priest.
The second person held a black staff, had a dark blue soul mark between his brows, and deep, unfathomable eyes that seemed to see through souls.
Soul-Suppressing Priest.
The third person was clad in crimson-gold armor, carrying a giant axe on his back, and his fighting spirit burned like a raging fire.
Po Jun Divine General.
Three level-three gods and four celestial hunters.
In addition, there's the newly appointed Rakshasa God, Tang San.
This divine realm squad is already powerful enough to sweep through the vast majority of lower realms.
Tang San looked at them, his joy growing stronger.
The Heaven-Locking God is responsible for sealing off space, the Soul-Suppressing God is responsible for suppressing the soul, the Breaking Army God is responsible for frontal attacks, and the Hunter is responsible for monitoring and recording.
He was responsible for leading the way and bringing all of this to the Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang Chuan, Di Tian, Silver Dragon King, you're finished.
Just then, the Asura God suddenly stood up.
A crimson divine light rose from behind him, transforming into a divine gate leading to the lower realm.
"Go."
"Douluo Continent, Star Dou Great Forest"
"Silver Dragon's whereabouts confirmed."
If true...
His voice was icy cold.
"Sever his body, seal his soul, and take him back to the realm of gods."
Tang San raised his head, and the eerie green Rakshasa divine fire slowly burned in his eyes.
"Yes, ma'am."
The divine gate opens.
Tang San was the first to step inside.
Three third-level gods and four celestial hunters followed closely behind.
A moment later, the gate slammed shut.
The main hall of the Divine Realm Council fell silent once more.
The Goddess of Life gazed in the direction where the divine gate had disappeared and sighed softly.
"Hopefully this won't become a new source of trouble."
The God of Destruction said calmly:
"If it is not dealt with, it will become a real disaster."
Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent!
Outside the harbor, the autumn wind whips up the sea.
The greyish-white waves crashed against the reefs, splashing up icy mist. The bay, once densely packed with warships, is now only filled with broken masts and charred hulls. Soul-guided warships leaned precariously at the edge of the harbor, their sun and moon flags torn to shreds by the sea wind.
On the distant city wall, the soul-guided turrets were no longer as imposing as they once were.
Some cannon muzzles were severed by sword energy, some array patterns were corroded by poisonous mist, and some energy storage cores were forcibly shattered by the light of the sea god, leaving only cold metal remnants. Meanwhile, thirty miles east of the port, the banners of the allied forces of the Heavenly Dou, Star Luo, and Martial Soul Empires stood in a continuous line.
Blue and silver flag.
Angel flag.
Stars and Tiger Flag.
Heavenly Battle Imperial Banner.
There are also the banners of sects such as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Breaking Clan, and the Imperial Clan.
Countless tents covered the plain, the military formations were strict, the Soul Masters were in formation, and the cavalry were on the front line.
Further out, on the sea, the waves no longer obeyed the commands of the Sun Moon Empire's warships.
Because the new Sea God has returned. Since Tang San ascended to the God Realm, only a few hours have passed in the God Realm, but several months have passed in the Douluo Continent.
The situation on the battlefield has changed dramatically in the past few months.
After returning from the Starry Sky Forest, Tang Chuan immediately went to the West Coast.
On that day, the sea off Linhai Port was turned upside down.
The Sun Moon Empire originally relied on its fleet and heavy soul-guided cannons to suppress the west coast, but with Tang Chuan's arrival, the ocean completely sided with the Douluo Continent.
He stands between the sea and the sky, holding the trident of Neptune.
With a single strike, the towering tide surged back, capsizing thirty-seven soul-guided warships of the Sun Moon Empire. Nine coastal soul-guided artillery emplacements were destroyed on the spot as seawater flooded their cores.
Xu Xuance's maritime supply lines, painstakingly built up over several months, collapsed in a single day.
Subsequently, Qian Renxue led the Angel Legion of the Martial Soul Empire westward. The holy light of the angels fell from the sky, purifying the death energy of the Rakshasa and breaking through the soul guidance arrays left by the Sun Moon Empire in the occupied cities.
Tang Chuan's main attack is along the coast.
Qian Renxue focuses her efforts on the inland areas.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Dugu Bo, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and others cooperated with the Heavenly Dou Star Luo Alliance to advance from the front.
Under the combined encirclement of three parties, the Sun Moon Empire suffered repeated defeats.
Whitestone City was recaptured.
Seagull City was recaptured.
Westland Port was recaptured.
All seven coastal towns were recovered.
Most of the Star Luo civilians, Soul Master prisoners, and remnants of the city defense army who were originally imprisoned by the Sun Moon Empire were also rescued by Tang Chuan using the life force of the Blue Silver Emperor.
And what about the Sun and Moon Empire?
Tang San has disappeared without a trace.
The people in the rear of the Ming capital were filled with anxiety.
Supply lines to the front lines have been cut off.
The morale of the Soul Master Legion is low.
Even with his ninth-level Soul Master abilities, Xu Xuance couldn't withstand the combined pressure from two true deities.
Today, the only remaining stronghold of the Sun Moon Empire on the Douluo Continent is Linhai Port.
Further back lies the sea.
If they lose again, they will have no choice but to return to the Sun and Moon Continent.
Meanwhile, inside the central command tent at Linhai Port, the emperor and his ministers of the Sun Moon Empire had been driven to the brink of despair. Inside the tent, candlelight flickered, and Xu Jingyuan, dressed in a black and gold dragon robe, sat in the main seat.
However, compared to his high spirits when he ascended the throne a few months ago, he now had a gloomy face, sunken eyes, and a look of exhaustion between his brows.
He shouldn't have gone to the front lines.
However, with unrest in the rear of the capital, court officials were pressuring him to make a decision.
After repeated defeats at the front, Xu Xuance sent three urgent reports requesting his personal decision.
In the end, Xu Jingyuan could only lead a portion of the royal guards and the Soul Master advisory group to Linhai Port.
But when he arrived, he discovered that the so-called front line was no longer the front line.
It's a cemetery.
All the cities that the Sun and Moon Empire had seized were lost.
The completed artillery positions were all destroyed.
The expeditionary force brought from the Sun and Moon Continent suffered nearly half its losses. The people trapped in Linhai Port are less of an army and more of a group of remnants forced to the sea.
Xu Jingyuan's gaze swept over the people in the tent.
Xu Xuance stood on the left, his face cold and stern, his soul-guided robe bearing several rips.
The old prince, the Minister of War, representatives of the Soul Master Association, several royal retainers, and several frontline generals all looked somber.
The cries of wounded soldiers could be heard from outside the tent from time to time.
The sound was like a needle, piercing everyone's heart.
After a long silence, Xu Jingyuan slowly spoke:
"Speak."
"What should we do now?"
The tent fell silent.
No one spoke immediately.
Xu Jingyuan sneered.
"What's wrong?"
"They all claim to be pillars of the empire in normal times, but now that life and death are at stake, they've all fallen silent?"
The Minister of War turned pale, but ultimately forced himself to step forward.
"His Majesty."
"In my opinion... we cannot continue fighting."
Upon hearing this, many people in the tent had a slight change in expression.
But most people did not show any surprise.
Because this is something everyone understands in their hearts, but they just don't dare to be the first to say it.
The Minister of War took a deep breath and continued:
"Outside Linhai Port, the allied forces of Tiandou, Xingluo, and Wuhun Empire have completed their encirclement."
"Tang Chuan and Qian Renxue, both lower-realm deities, are in the enemy camp. Title Douluo such as Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Poison Douluo, and Soul Breaking Douluo have also recovered most of their strength."
"Our guided artillery array is less than 30% of its original strength, more than half of our warships have been destroyed, and our energy storage crystals are about to run out. If they launch a general offensive tomorrow, we cannot hold Linhai Port for more than half a day."
A royal retainer, his face grim, said in a deep voice:
"Half a day? Minister of War, you're giving others too much credit."
The Minister of War glanced at him and gave a bitter laugh:
"My lord, how long do you think you can hold out?"
"Tang Chuan alone can mobilize the sea."
"Qian Renxue alone could burn away half of our army's soul-guided shields. In the daytime battle, the angelic holy light fell, and all thirty-seven soul-guided cannons on the third line of defense simultaneously became ineffective."
"With a single strike from the Trident of Poseidon, the breakwater outside the harbor broke by three hundred feet."
"If Tang Chuan hadn't intentionally spared the lives of prisoners and civilians, Linhai Port would have been swallowed up by the tsunami long ago."
"How much longer do you think we can hold out?"
The royal retainer's face turned pale and then red, but he couldn't utter a rebuttal.
Xu Jingyuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
"So you mean, surrender?"
The Minister of War knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, I request that you negotiate peace with the Douluo Continent. We request that you cede the territory seized from Linhai Port, return the prisoners, and compensate with soul tools and rare metals in exchange for the withdrawal of the expeditionary force to the Sun Moon Continent."
A murmur of discussion immediately arose in the tent.
"surrender……"
"Since the founding of the Sun Moon Empire, has it ever suffered such humiliation?"
"What else can we do but surrender?"
"Lord Tang has not yet returned. If he does..."
"If he were really going to come back, he should have come back months ago."
These words, though spoken softly, instantly chilled the atmosphere in the tent.
Tang San.
This name casts a shadow over everyone's hearts.
Several months ago, Tang San ascended from the Linhai Port camp, leaving behind only one sentence: to hold off the Douluo Continent Allied Forces until he returned.
But this wait lasted for several months.
Within months, the Sun Moon Empire went from dominating the west coast to being driven back to the coastal port.
Tang San did not return.
Not even once.
On the contrary, Tang Chuan and Qian Renxue joined forces and defeated the Sun Moon Empire.
Now, many people no longer dare to place their hopes on Tang San.
But some people are still unwilling to accept it.
A heavily armored frontline general suddenly stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"Your Majesty, I believe we should not surrender!"
Xu Jingyuan looked at him.
Why?
The general said in a deep voice:
"Before Lord Tang ascended to heaven, he said he would return."
"He is a true deity. Since he dared to go to the realm of gods, he must have a backup plan."
"Although our army is currently trapped in Linhai Port, it has not completely collapsed. As long as we hold on for a while longer, and Lord Tang returns, the situation may well be reversed."
The Minister of War angrily said:
"Hold on a little longer?"
"What are we using to support ourselves?"
"Using soldiers' lives to keep things afloat?"
"Using the soul power of a Soul Master to back you up?"
"Are we still going to use these wounded soldiers and prisoners of war in the harbor to keep us afloat?"
The general said coldly:
"What war doesn't result in death?"
The Minister of War also sneered:
"Even the dead should die with value."
"We'll continue to hold our ground now, but only when Tang Chuan and Qian Renxue personally intervene."
"Are you going to make the entire army pay the price for someone who might never return?"
The general angrily said:
"If Lord Tang returns and hears you say that, he'll kill you first!"
The Minister of War turned pale, but still gritted his teeth and said:
"That's assuming he comes back!"
boom!
These words struck like a thunderbolt, sending a shiver down the spines of everyone in the tent.
Xu Jingyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"presumptuous."
The Minister of War trembled and immediately prostrated himself on the ground.
"I made a mistake."
But the words he uttered seeped into everyone's hearts like poison.
Will Tang San be able to return?
no one knows.
Did he ascend to the realm of gods to seek reinforcements, or had he already abandoned the Sun and Moon Empire?
They didn't know either.
The old prince slowly stepped forward.
He leaned on his scepter, his voice aged yet clear:
"His Majesty."
"I also believe that we should negotiate surrender."
The general who advocated for war suddenly turned his head.
"Your Highness!"
The old prince ignored him and just looked at Xu Jingyuan.
"Your Majesty, the Sun Moon Empire has already sacrificed too much for Tang San."
"The Mingdu death row is empty."
"The prisoner-of-war camp is empty."
"Tens of thousands died in the western mines."
"Nearly half of the expeditionary force at the front lines have been lost."
"Now we can't even hold onto Linhai Port. If we continue to wait, what we'll get isn't necessarily Tang San, but perhaps Tang Chuan's tsunami or Qian Renxue's Angelic Holy Sword."
"Your subject knows that surrendering is humiliating."
"But His Majesty is the Emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire, not a sacrificial offering to the Rakshasa God."
These words made Xu Jingyuan's face even more gloomy.
Funerary objects.
These three words pierced his heart with pain.
He used Tang San to seize the throne, thinking he had used a god.
But he later realized that he might have been a pawn in Tang San's hands from the very beginning.
The game has now collapsed.
Tang San is not here.
He was left behind as emperor, facing a complete mess.
Representatives from the Soul Master Association also stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, I second that proposal."
"Tang Chuan had previously released a group of wounded soldiers and sent word that as long as our army returned the prisoners, compensated for the losses, and withdrew from Douluo Continent, he would not massacre Linhai Port."
"Qian Renxue of the Martial Soul Empire also conveyed the same message: if the Sun Moon Empire signs the surrender document, the expeditionary force can disarm and leave by ship."
"They're not Tang San; at least they're willing to talk."
This statement is very realistic.
If Tang Chuan and Qian Renxue truly wanted to kill the entire Sun Moon Expeditionary Force, they could have done so much earlier.
But they didn't.
Tang Chuan wanted to end the war, not to create more souls to provide resources for the Rakshasa God.
Qian Renxue, on the other hand, wanted to stabilize the order on the continent and did not want to continue the meaningless waste.
Therefore, they gave the Sun Moon Empire one last chance. (End of Chapter)