AWB Chapter 242 Kill the enemy 1, lose 8 of your own?
Chapter 242 Kill the enemy 1, lose 8 of your own?
Chapter 242 Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of your own?
Outside the carriage, the thousands of Royal Knights of the Heavenly Dou Empire who were guarding it were not a rabble either.
Upon hearing the whooshing sound, the well-trained knights, though shaken to their core, did not panic. The leading knight commander, a Soul Saint-level expert, instantly drew his sword and let out a roar that echoed throughout the entire arena, declaring:
"Don't panic! Form a defensive circle to protect the carriage! Engage the enemy!"
As his hoarse command fell, the royal knights around him, clad in gleaming silver armor, displayed an exceptionally high level of military discipline.
The knights quickly formed a dense circular defensive formation, with the chariot at the core, shield bearers on the outside, spearmen on the inside, and soul masters on the outside.
Instantly, the light of soul power flowed faintly across the formation, forming a solid defensive line.
However, their opponents were simply too strong!
The black-clad figures that emerged from the surrounding dense forest like ghosts numbered no more than a hundred, but each of them shone with a soul ring light that was terrifying!
Even the worst one had six spirit rings swirling around his feet!
Even more numerous were powerful individuals with seven spirit rings shining on their bodies!
There were even nearly ten figures among them, each surrounded by eight spirit rings!
This level of Soul Master power is enough to destroy a small kingdom!
In their very first encounter, the Royal Knights' seemingly impregnable defenses were torn apart by these men in black as if they were made of paper!
"Fifth Soul Skill, Thousand Blade Slash!"
A tall, thin man in black, seemingly boneless, twisted and charged into the formation. Then, his arms transformed into two enormous, glowing mantis blades, and eight spirit rings—two yellow, three purple, and three black—flashed beneath his feet.
The next second, his arms created countless afterimages.
It slashed at the shield formation in front of them like a sudden storm.
The Royal Knights' massive metal shields, strong enough to withstand powerful bows and crossbows, were easily shredded like tofu before his mantis blade!
Along with the dozen or so knights behind the shield, they were instantly cut into countless pieces, with blood and limbs splattering everywhere, a truly gruesome scene!
"Third Soul Skill, War Stomp!"
On the other side, a black-clad man with a massive build, as big as a small mountain, roared. Suddenly, his body swelled up, and his skin turned as red-hot as rock.
The seven spirit rings beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and three black—shone brightly at the same time.
Then, he suddenly raised his huge elephant foot and slammed it hard into the ground!
"boom--!"
A burst of energy, a mixture of scorching magma and terrifying shockwave, erupted in a ring shape, directly sending twenty or thirty knights and their horses flying. They were already suffering broken bones and ligaments in mid-air, and upon landing, they were swallowed up by the magma that followed, turning into charred remains!
It was just a burst of soul skill power!
The Royal Knights' meticulously constructed defenses were riddled with holes; severed limbs, the corpses of knights and warhorses littered the official road, and blood stained the soil.
The piercing screams and the mournful neighing of warhorses rose and fell. The Royal Knights, who had been in perfect formation just moments before, suffered heavy losses in an instant, and their morale was on the verge of collapse!
Inside the carriage.
Through the car window, they saw the Royal Knights lying dead like harvested wheat, their screams echoing everywhere. The bloody and cruel scene made everyone's hearts sink.
"court death!"
With a low shout, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his sword energy surged. As a level 96 Title Douluo, how could he sit idly by and watch such a massacre?
But just as he moved, about to get up and rush out of the carriage to kill these black-clad experts with lightning speed and stabilize the situation,
"Uncle Jian, you mustn't!"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly raised his hand, pressed down on his arm, and said quickly and in a low voice:
"Our primary mission is to protect His Highness the Crown Prince! The situation outside is unclear, and we are outnumbered. If you go out now, the carriage will be poorly defended. What if a stronger enemy takes the opportunity to launch a surprise attack? If anything happens to His Highness the Crown Prince, how will we explain it to His Majesty? At that time..."
Ning Fengzhi had not yet finished speaking his rational yet anxious words.
Dugu Bo, who had been standing with a gloomy face, suddenly stood up. His face held his usual mockery and a hint of ruthlessness as he interrupted Ning Fengzhi, saying calmly:
"Alright, stop arguing. When it comes to group battles and clearing out small fry, I'm still better at it. With Old Man Sword guarding this carriage, it's safer than anything else."
As he spoke, he glanced at the horrific battle outside, a chilling killing intent flashing in his dark green pupils.
"These mad dogs from the Spirit Hall really don't give anyone a chance to breathe."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Bo no longer hesitated. His figure transformed into a green streak of light, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed out of the carriage!
"Old Poison Master! Be careful!" Chen Xin couldn't help but whisper, but he didn't stop him. He knew that Dugu Bo's poison was indeed more suitable for dealing with situations where he was surrounded by a large number of enemies.
Ning Fengzhi watched Dugu Bo's disappearing figure with a furrowed brow, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand shimmering with light, ready to provide assistance at any moment.
Crown Prince Xue Qinghe remained seated, his expression calm, but his hands, hidden in his sleeves, unconsciously clenched slightly.
"Bibi Dong, you crazy woman, you forced me to do this!"
She seemed to know better than anyone that these men in black outside were just appetizers; the real killer move was probably yet to come.
Faced with the overwhelming force of the black-clad men surging around them like a tide, and the Royal Knights being mercilessly slaughtered and already scattered.
Dugu Bo shook his head helplessly. There was no fear in his eyes, only a cold determination, and his body was surrounded by a bright dark green light.
"Well, given the current situation, this is the only way!"
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying pressure of the Title Douluo was released without reservation, and nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—rose simultaneously beneath his feet.
"Azure Dragon, its poison devours heaven and earth!"
As the low shout fell, an incredibly dense, almost tangible, dark green poisonous mist, centered on him, surged outwards like a burst dam, sweeping wildly in all directions!
This poisonous fog not only contains extreme corrosiveness, but also has strong nerve paralysis and flesh-dissolving properties, and its diffusion speed is astonishing!
Those men in black who were caught off guard and caught in the middle of a fierce fight.
The moment they were touched by this dark green poisonous fog.
"ah--!"
Instantly, a series of shrill screams replaced the shouts of battle!
As soon as those black-clad men at the Soul Emperor level came into contact with the dark green poisonous mist, their bodies were as if they had been splashed with strong acid, and their protective soul power was corroded and penetrated as if it were made of paper.
Their skin, muscles, and bones melted away rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a pool of foul-smelling, viscous liquid in just a few breaths. They couldn't even preserve their martial spirit!
Even those Soul Saints and even Soul Douluo-level powerhouses, when enveloped by the poisonous fog, experienced a surge of soul power as they desperately resisted, but still felt their soul power rapidly depleting, felt a burning pain on their skin, became sluggish, and their bodies began to melt.
Their cultivation level, which they were so proud of.
Under the corrosive effects of the most potent poison in the world, it seems so powerless!
In just one burst of poisonous fog, more than twenty men in black, including two Soul Douluo who rushed ahead, turned into thick water amidst their desperate cries!
"Retreat! Retreat quickly! It's Poison Douluo's Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison!"
"Don't get involved with that green mist!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the remaining men in black paled instantly.
As if they had seen a ghost, they abandoned all thought of attacking and retreated rapidly backward, trying to escape the area shrouded in poisonous fog.
The once formidable siege formation crumbled instantly.
However, while Dugu Bo's poison is remarkably effective against such a large-scale enemy, it has a huge, unavoidable drawback: it cannot distinguish between friend and foe!
The indiscriminate poisonous fog, while engulfing the men in black, inevitably spread to the Royal Knights soldiers who were struggling to hold on or who had already been injured and fallen to the ground.
"Ugh..."
"Help...help me..."
Many knights who were originally just injured or scattered also let out a desperate scream the moment they were touched by the dark green poisonous mist. Their armor and flesh began to melt away at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, they followed in the footsteps of those men in black.
The Royal Knights, who had already suffered heavy losses.
This unexpected disaster only made matters worse!
Along the official road, centered on Dugu Bo, appeared a vast and chilling death zone. Dark green poisonous fog billowed, and the ground was covered with viscous liquid and charred remains, making it impossible to distinguish which belonged to the enemy and which to one's own.
At this moment, Dugu Bo stood in the center of the poisonous fog, his expression changed slightly, and he sighed.
"well"
Although his actions temporarily forced back the powerful enemy and stabilized his own position, he felt heavy-hearted looking at the miserable state of the Royal Knights around him.
Kill a thousand enemies, but lose eight hundred of your own.
Just as Dugu Bo's Azure Dragon Poison temporarily cleared an area, forcing the men in black to retreat in disarray, the battlefield momentarily froze.
A soft, high-pitched voice, carrying a chilling aura and intense killing intent, pierced everyone's ears like a venomous snake:
"That old poisoner—!"
"It seems you're deliberately trying to oppose our Spirit Hall!"
"Since you insist on protecting those brats, then today, your life, along with your detestable poison skills, will end here!"
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(End of this chapter)