69novels Chapter 707 The Shackles Break! The Demon Emperor Emerges!
Chapter 707 The Shackles Break! The Demon Emperor Emerges!
Chapter 707 The Shackles Break! The Demon Emperor Emerges!
Qiankun Wenqing Valley.
"The Abyss Saint King is finally about to descend. It has not been in vain that I have waited for so long."
After receiving the message from the Heavenly Bull Emperor, Jiang Xiu's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He was just one piece away from finishing the game, and that piece would soon be placed.
"Once the Abyss Saint Lord descends, I will no longer need to put on an act."
Jiang Xiu's lips curled into a slight smile. The moment the Abyss Saint King descended, he could recall the shadow that had absorbed the bloodline talents of a full 107 Abyss races!
During this time, the shadow he had placed on the front lines of the Abyss had not been idle.
Whenever an Abyss King dies, the instant he is absorbed by the Tree of Life, his shadow will act to transform him into a Shadow Soldier, while simultaneously absorbing the Abyss race's bloodline talent from his body.
Now, after two full-scale invasions from the Abyss Plane, all the Abyss Kings except for the Abyss Saint King have fallen under his command!
All the Abyss Kings combined possessed a total of 107 different bloodline talents, all of which were fused into the Shadow.
Once he recalls his shadow, all these bloodline talents will be absorbed by his main body.
He can hardly imagine now, after he has so many bloodline talents, will he still have any shortcomings?
"Human brat, you've gone too far! What kind of bizarre soul skills are these?!"
At this moment, the Golden Dragon King was still entangled by Jiang Xiu's several powerful soul skills, unable to escape or strike back.
"Golden Dragon King, all of this will soon be over."
Jiang Xiu glanced at the Golden Dragon King with a kind expression and said meaningfully.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the Golden Dragon King frowned, but seeing Jiang Xiu's increasingly weakened consciousness, his scarlet gaze turned disdainful.
"This is my home turf. You will not receive any energy replenishment here. If this continues, I will only win!"
"Maybe."
Jiang Xiu chuckled lightly, and then unleashed his soul skills even more recklessly.
In an instant, the evil tiger roared, the radiant dragon flapped its wings, the phantom of the evil god stood tall, dark crows traversed time and space, and countless purple-black lightning bolts radiating the laws of destruction struck down wildly.
Seeing the familiar "humility" on Jiang Xiu's face, the Golden Dragon King had a bad feeling and immediately continued to use his blood and essence to struggle.
But the only response to the Golden Dragon King was the enveloping Netherworld Shadow Domain and the Shadow Monarch's tidal wave of fist shadows.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Mudamudaimudai!"
"Buzzing!"
As time passed, the silvery-white light shield on the front lines of the abyss became increasingly blurred, and the phantoms of the Ruthless Douluo and the Amorous Douluo almost disappeared, their eyes losing all their luster.
Within the Federation's defense line, rows of soul-guided mechs stood tall in the sky. Among the mechs, there were no traces of white or yellow-level mechs; the lowest-level were purple-level mechs, and black-level mechs made up the majority. One after another, dark, fixed-mount soul-guided cannons were aimed at the front, their scarlet sights shooting straight out.
The high-altitude soul-guided detectors and the newly developed soul-guided devices were all deployed, densely distributed outside the silver-white light shield like deep-sea torpedoes, encircling the Blood River God-Slaying Array like a cage.
Countless Federation soldiers were already fully armed and focused intently on the Blood River God-Slaying Array, which was shrouded in a silvery-white light shield.
They all knew very well that today was the last day of the shackles, the last day for the Abyss Army and the Demon Emperor to break through the seal, and even the day of life and death for the Douluo Plane.
Whether they can hold this line of defense directly determines whether the countless federal citizens behind them can survive.
At this moment, the panic they had felt two days ago was gone from their eyes; only fearlessness and determination remained!
Since Mo Lan arrived at the front lines of the Abyss and conveyed the encouragement and hope of countless Federation citizens from the rear, these Federation soldiers seemed to have transformed into fearless warriors, no longer afraid of anything before them.
Because they know that in this seemingly hopeless war, they are never fighting alone.
Behind them are countless lights, their loved ones who have been waiting for them, and their own special light.
Powerful figures from various families also stood atop each defensive line.
They want their family to become stronger and continue to thrive, but first they need a place to live. If even the Douluo Continent is gone, what will they have a home for?
For a time, the entire frontline battlefield of the Abyss was filled with a chilling atmosphere.
In the biting cold wind, Mo Lan, already wearing a thick coat, stood on the front line of the abyss. Her face had turned pale from the cold wind. After all, she was just an ordinary person. But she did not become weak because of the harsh environment. Instead, her eyes shone with a burning light.
"Greetings, everyone. This is the Abyss Frontline, where our warriors stand. Ahead lies the Blood River God-Slaying Array, constructed by the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult. The Demon Emperor, the greatest mastermind behind the Holy Spirit Cult, resides within this array."
But there was no fear in the eyes of our soldiers. Perhaps, as the saying goes, fear is a biological instinct, but courage is the hymn of humanity!
Behind the Soul Guidance Screen, countless citizens of the Federation were staring intently at the scene on the screen, and many had even begun to pray silently.
Of course, some federal citizens are also sending their greetings to the families of these evil spirit masters.
"Chief, time is almost up."
Wang Jie stood beside Dong Zi'an, looking at the time on his hand and speaking solemnly.
"Relax, there's no need to be so tense."
Dong Zian stared intently at the nearly transparent silver-white light shield, a rare smile appearing on his serious face as he reached out and patted Wang Jie on the shoulder.
"Chief—what is this—"
Wang Jie looked puzzled. Dong Zi'an had been frowning after the last battle, but why did he seem relaxed now?
"Instruct all legion commanders to hold their respective lines according to the previously deployed strategy. The final battle is about to begin—"
Dong Zian shook his head slightly, without saying anything more.
"Yes, sir!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jie immediately accepted the order and left the command camp.
"I never expected that the final battle of this conflict between the two planes, which has lasted for more than six thousand years, would come so soon. But if it can end here, the people of the Federation will no longer have to worry about it."
Dong Zian gazed at the distant horizon and sighed inwardly.
But in the next instant, Dong Zian's eyes narrowed.
"Snap! Snap!"
With a piercing sound of shattering glass, large, menacing cracks began to spread across the silvery-white light shield above. Streams of ferocious, scarlet energy instantly burst forth from the cracks, spreading wildly outwards like blood!
"Humans, are you ready to die?"