NABC Chapter 423 Angel vs. Rakshasa?
Chapter 423 Angel vs. Rakshasa?
Outside Tiandou City.
The army of the Martial Soul Empire has completely surrounded the entire Heaven Dou City.
Golden angel banners fluttered in the wind, heavily armored legions lined up on the plains outside the city, soul master legions were distributed in all directions, and flying soul masters circled in the sky, blocking all possible escape routes.
On the city wall, the Tian Dou garrison soldiers were deathly pale.
Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Yang Wudi and others had just been suppressed by Qian Renxue with a single palm strike, and the last bit of confidence of Tiandou City was almost completely shattered.
Everyone knew that if Qian Renxue wished, she could cleave open the gates of Tiandou City with a single sword strike at any time. But at this moment, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head. She hovered in mid-air, her six wings spread, golden divine light enveloping her entire body, and a cold killing intent suddenly appeared in her originally calm and indifferent golden eyes.
Far away, behind the Martial Soul Empire.
A deathly aura of a Rakshasa rose into the sky.
And not just in one place.
The deathly aura was extremely dense, carrying the residual scent of vengeful spirits that had been forcibly devoured.
Qian Renxue didn't need to see it with her own eyes to guess what had happened.
Tang San.
While he was attacking Heaven Dou City, he circled around to the rear of the Spirit Empire's army.
Those cities were just conquered by the Spirit Empire.
She personally ordered that surrendered cities be spared, civilians be left undisturbed, and military discipline be strictly enforced.
But now, those cities have been turned into Rakshasa sacrificial grounds by Tang San.
Qian Renxue slowly gripped the Angelic Holy Sword, and golden flames gradually ignited on its blade.
"Tang San".
Her voice was soft, yet it sent a chill down the spines of all the powerful figures from the nearby Martial Soul Empire.
Golden Crocodile Douluo arrived through the air and asked in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, what has happened?"
Qian Renxue gazed into the distance and said coldly:
"The town behind us was attacked; it was Tang San."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed drastically; he knew, of course, what Tang San meant.
Slaughtering the city and devouring souls.
Rakshasa Divine Court.
Undead Title Douluo.
That was no longer an ordinary enemy, but a Rakshasa demon lurking in the darkness.
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately said:
"I'll lead my men to provide support!"
"No."
Qian Renxue rejected it outright.
"You can't stop him if you go."
Golden Crocodile Douluo remained silent.
This statement is harsh, but it is true. Tang San now possesses the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, an army of undead, and can move freely using the Rakshasa Space. If an ordinary Title Douluo were to go, not only would they likely not be able to stop him, but they might even be devoured by him and turned into undead themselves.
Qian Renxue slowly turned around and looked at Tiandou City.
On the city wall, Xue Beng, Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi and others also noticed her unusual behavior.
They didn't know what had happened.
But they could sense that Qian Renxue's killing intent had changed.
It was no longer the cold-bloodedness of a siege, but the chilling demeanor of someone truly enraged.
Qian Renxue said calmly:
"Second offering."
"You, along with the other worshippers of the Hall of Worship, continue to surround Tiandou City."
"No unauthorized attacks on the city are allowed, no massacres are allowed, and no one is allowed to leave the city."
"If Tian Dou surrenders voluntarily, I will temporarily take over the city's defenses and await my return."
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately knelt on one knee.
"yes!"
The other worshippers nearby also accepted the order in unison.
"We obey His Majesty's divine decree!"
Qian Renxue then looked at the avalanche on the Tian Dou City wall.
Her voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield:
"avalanche."
"I am temporarily leaving."
"If you want to take this opportunity to break out, you can try. But if you still refuse to surrender when I return next time, Heaven Dou City will not have a second chance."
Xue Beng's face was deathly pale, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Qian Renxue ignored him, and the six wings on her back suddenly trembled.
boom!
Golden divine light shot into the sky.
He transformed into a dazzling shooting star, hurtling towards the rear of the Martial Soul Empire.
She was so fast that everyone only saw a flash of golden light before that sacred and noble figure disappeared into the horizon.
On the city wall, Dugu Bo gazed in the direction Qian Renxue had left, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Tang San has made his move."
Ning Fengzhi's expression also darkened.
"It should be."
"There's only one possibility for Qian Renxue's sudden departure."
"Tang San slaughtered the city and devoured souls behind her."
Bone Douluo whispered:
"This guy is truly insane. First, Qian Renxue attacked Tian Dou, and then he turned the city that the Martial Soul Empire had just occupied into a dead zone."
Sword Douluo gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly, a chill appearing in his eyes.
"He is forcing Qian Renxue to divide her forces."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
"more than."
"He is telling everyone that no one can truly unify the continent."
"He went and slaughtered the city that Qian Renxue had conquered."
"If the Heavenly Dou Empire cannot be defended, neither can the Martial Soul Empire."
"Tang San wants to turn the entire continent into his Rakshasa Sacrifice Ground."
Dugu Bo sneered:
"Then let's see if Qian Renxue can catch him."
At this point, he looked up and gazed into the distance.
That place is the Starry Sky Forest.
"That kid should be back soon."
The rear of the Martial Soul Empire.
Qinghe City.
When Qian Renxue arrived, the entire city was completely silent.
It was so quiet it was devoid of any life.
The city gates were wide open, and the golden angel banner still hung on the city tower, but below the banner, all the soldiers guarding the city lay on the ground.
Their armor was intact, and they still held their swords in their hands.
But everyone's eyes were gray and empty, and their faces were frozen with extreme terror.
The soul has been taken away.
A thousand snowflakes slowly fell in front of the city gate.
Golden boots stomped on the blood-stained bluestone slabs.
She didn't go in immediately.
He simply stood at the city gate, looking at the city that he had just sent people to take over not long ago.
The streets were littered with corpses.
There are soldiers from the Martial Soul Empire.
There were remnants of the Heavenly Dou army who had just surrendered.
There are ordinary people.
There were also wounded soldiers who were taken in by the Spirit Empire.
They showed no signs of being killed by swords or spears.
But all the life force and soul energy on his body had vanished, and the Rakshasa divine power remained in every inch of air, like a layer of filthy mud, covering the entire city.
The door of the grain shop on the street was open, and the rice bags inside had been knocked over and were lying on the ground.
An old man lay on the threshold, still holding a bag of grain that was to be distributed to the people.
In front of the city lord's mansion, the officer from the Martial Soul Empire who had temporarily taken over the city knelt on the ground, his hand still in the gesture of drawing his sword. His soul was gone; he had no chance to resist.
Qian Renxue walked into the city step by step.
With each step she took, the golden holy light around her intensified, and the remaining Rakshasa death energy emitted a piercing hiss under the angelic holy light, quickly turning into black smoke and dissipating.
But the dead can't come back.
At least, he won't be resurrected because of her holy light.
A thousand snowflakes stopped in the middle of a long street.
She saw a line of distorted words corroded by the deathly aura of the Rakshasa on a collapsed wall.
That's not ordinary writing.
Rather, it was a mark carved by Tang San using the power of the Rakshasa God.
It was as if he was deliberately provoking her.
【Qian Renxue, the city you conquered is nothing but my sacrificial ground.】
Qian Renxue's eyes finally turned completely cold.
The angelic sword trembled slightly.
boom!
The wall was instantly reduced to ashes by the golden holy fire.
"Tang San".
"You're asking for it."
She raised her head, and the six-winged angelic runes appeared in her golden eyes.
"Angel Eyes."
"Tracing the Source of Holy Light".
In an instant, the entire Qinghe City was enveloped in golden light.
In Qian Renxue's eyes, the world has changed.
Ordinary streets, corpses, houses, and bloodstains all faded away.
Instead, there are traces of cause and effect remaining between heaven and earth.
She saw the deathly aura of Rakshasa flooding into the city.
They saw Tang San standing above the City Lord's Mansion, opening the Rakshasa Altar.
They saw the titled Douluo of the dead weaving through the streets and alleys.
He saw countless souls being forcibly extracted, forming a river of souls that flowed into Tang San's body.
Finally, she saw Tang San tear open a purplish-black spatial rift as he left.
The crack leads north to the next city.
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed.
"Found it."
Six wings unfolded behind her.
But just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped.
She glanced down at the city full of corpses.
A moment later, she slowly raised the angelic sword.
"Angelic Light".
"Purify the soul."
Golden raindrops fell from the sky.
The light rain fell on the corpses, on the streets, and on the land contaminated by the power of the Rakshasa.
The pain and fear that remained after their souls were taken away began to dissipate little by little.
The death energy of the Rakshasa was purified.
The chilly atmosphere in the city gradually dissipated.
Although she couldn't save them.
But at least, she wouldn't let these dead continue to be corrupted by the power of the Rakshasa.
Having done all this, Qian Renxue did not linger.
With a flash of golden light, she soared into the sky once more, chasing after the trail left by Tang San.
Jiamu City.
This place has also become a dead zone.
When Qian Renxue arrived, Tang San was still not there.
There were even more corpses in the city.
Because Jiamu City is larger and has a larger population than Qinghe City.
Moreover, a logistics army of the Martial Soul Empire is stationed here.
The grain and fodder were burned, and the transport convoy lay scattered and overturned on the streets.
Qian Renxue stood in the city, her face extremely cold.
Tang San did not attack the city; he simply launched a surprise attack.
Slaughter, devour souls, then leave.
His goal was not to occupy, but to destroy.
To disrupt the order she had just established.
To disrupt the logistics of the Martial Soul Empire's army.
It destroyed the trust that all cities placed in the Martial Soul Empire.
Qian Renxue activated Angel's Eye once again.
This time, the traces she captured were even clearer.
The injuries left by the Dragon God Claw on Tang San's body have not yet healed.
He was devouring souls in large quantities.
Moreover, his number of undead has increased.
Through the remaining images, Qian Renxue saw the six spirits wielding the Haotian Hammer.
The leader was tall and imposing, his gray-black Haotian Hammer wreathed with the deathly aura of Rakshasa.
Tang Xiao.
There are also five elders from the Haotian Sect.
Qian Renxue's eyes flickered slightly.
"Even the people of the Haotian Sect have been turned into undead."
"Tang San, you really have no bottom line anymore."
She continued her pursuit.
The third city.
The fourth city.
All Qian Renxue saw along the way were corpses.
All the cities were ruined beyond recognition by Tang San.
These cities had just emerged from the ravages of war.
The Martial Soul Empire has strict military discipline and there is no indiscriminate killing or looting.
Ordinary people have even begun to reopen their businesses.
But when Tang San arrived, everything was gone.
The streets were corroded by black fog.
The trees withered, and the well water turned black.
The Soul Master stronghold in the city was completely destroyed.
Everyone had their souls extracted.
Those cities weren't destroyed by the war, but Tang San turned them into graveyards.
The killing intent emanating from Qian Renxue grew stronger and stronger.
By the time she reached the fifth city, she was no longer just following traces.
She stopped in the city center and closed her eyes.
The angelic divine armor emitted a dazzling light.
With its six wings outstretched, the golden holy fire illuminated the entire dead city like the sun.
"Angel Realm."
"The Eye of Holy Light Judgment"
boom!
A colossal phantom of a six-winged angel appeared in the sky.
The phantom slowly opened its golden eyes.
In an instant, the darkness and deathly aura within a radius of hundreds of miles had nowhere to hide.
Qian Renxue forcibly surveyed the world with her angelic power.
Rakshasa gods excel at hiding in the shadows.
But the power of angels is the nemesis of shadows and evil spirits.
Soon, she spotted a moving purplish-black crack in the northwest direction.
Tang San hadn't gone far.
He is on his way to the next city.
Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes.
"This time, let's see where you run to."
Her figure vanished in an instant.
Outside Muyun City.
Night had just fallen.
The people in the city were unaware of the danger.
On the city wall, the Martial Soul Empire's garrison was changing shifts.
However, ten miles outside the city, a purplish-black crack had silently opened.
Tang San emerged from the crack.
His face was still pale, and the wound left by the dragon god's claws on his chest was still faintly glowing.
However, compared to when he had just retreated from the Star Dou Great Forest, his aura had recovered considerably. After slaughtering several cities and devouring a large number of souls, he had finally managed to temporarily suppress the injuries from the Dragon God Claw.
Behind him, the undead legion appeared one by one.
Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Ju Douluo, Gui Douluo, Flander, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, Qin Ming, Tailong.
There was also Tang Xiao and the five elders of the Haotian Sect.
Seventeen undead titled Douluo stood in the black mist.
The atmosphere was chilling and the sense of oppression was astonishing.
Tang San looked up at Muyun City, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
"Another one."
"Qian Renxue, I'll take this city with me too."
Just as he was about to raise the Rakshasa Scythe, the sky suddenly brightened.
It was neither moonlight nor firelight, but golden holy light.
Tang San's expression suddenly changed.
He looked up sharply.
Above Twilight Cloud City, a golden sun tore through the night sky.
A six-winged angel's phantom descended, Qian Renxue, wielding the Angelic Holy Sword, hovered in mid-air, her golden eyes coldly gazing down at him, and she roared:
"Tang San".
"finally found you."
Tang San's eyes darkened as he gripped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly.
"Thousand-foot Snow".
"Why are you chasing me instead of attacking Heaven Dou City?"
The snow fell slowly, and golden holy light illuminated the wilderness outside the city.
"You slaughtered the city I had just taken over, killed my Martial Soul Empire's garrison, and destroyed my supply lines."
Tell me, why did I pursue you?
Tang San sneered.
"Your cities? Those cities used to belong to Tian Dou."
"Now it's yours again."
"But did you ask those people if they were willing?"
Qian Renxue's eyes were icy cold.
"So you just killed them all?"
Tang San spread his hands, his tone calm yet sickly.
"Their survival depends on their struggle between you and fate."
"Death, on the contrary, provides me with strength."
"Qian Renxue, you want to unify the continent, but I want to attain the Rakshasa Godhood."
Ultimately, we are all using this continent.
"What right do you have to judge me?"
Qian Renxue's gaze turned completely cold, and she said in a deep voice:
"I unified the continent to establish order."
"And you, you only create death traps."
Tang San sneered:
"order?"
"Does a rule set by the strong even deserve to be called order?"
Qian Renxue did not argue with him anymore.
She slowly raised the angelic sword.
"Tang San".
"Today, I, in the name of the angels, judge you."
A ghostly green flame flickered in Tang San's eyes.
"Judging me?"
"Qian Renxue, do you really think you can kill me after becoming a god?"
"Don't forget, I also have a divine artifact."
He raised the Rakshasa scythe.
A purplish-black light shot into the sky.
The angelic light and the deathly aura of the Rakshasa collided in mid-air, producing a piercing explosion.
The garrison in Muyun City finally noticed the anomaly.
Countless people rushed up the city wall, staring in awe at the two figures, one in gold and one in black, outside the city.
Angel God, successor of Rakshasa.
Two completely opposite forces met head-on outside Twilight Cloud City. (End of Chapter)