NABC Chapter 47 Dan Heng's First Move!
Chapter 47 Dan Heng's First Move!
Chapter 47 Dan Heng's First Move!
The sky above the square in front of the Papal Palace.
Several figures quietly appeared.
Like a pebble thrown into a still lake, it shattered the eerie tranquility that had been maintained by the dramatic change in the sky.
Bai E, Xi Lian, Na Ke Xia, Wan Di, and Dan Heng who followed.
Their arrival was not a grand affair.
However, it caused the flow of soul power in the entire Spirit City to freeze for a moment.
Almost at the same time they appeared.
Deep within the Papal Palace.
The two powerful auras suddenly fluctuated.
Inside a sealed room.
A chaotic and incomprehensible aura began to flow around him.
Sometimes holy, sometimes evil.
Bibi Dong, who sometimes exudes pure joy.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
She did not perceive the specific appearances of Bai E and the others.
But that is quite different from this world.
A sense of "presence" as vast and indifferent as deep space.
It instantly made her think of something.
She raised her head, as if conversing with the void.
The voice carried a mixture of uncertain fervor and inquiry: "Your Majesty—did you guide them here?"
In the void, in dimensions unseen by anyone...
The outline of that pure white smiling mask flickered faintly.
A cheerful yet malicious voice resounded directly in her mind.
"Of course! Otherwise, the conflict in this scene would be..."
How to reach orgasm.
"I'm the most considerate director."
Their job is to bring opposing actors into the same arena!
Ah, just thinking about it makes me excited!
Bibi Dong's heart sank.
But it was soon replaced by an even more raging frenzy.
"I see----
Are you asking me to be the "touchstone" for testing their abilities?
"A touchstone?"
No, no, no,
Aha's voice was full of mockery.
"They're ants, darling."
An interesting ant that has been given a special poisonous stinger.
I've added a few rules and restrictions to this stage.
Now, here they are, and they can't crush a real insect as easily anymore.
"What?" Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.
"Simply put, I've temporarily balanced the situation."
Aha's tone suggested he was introducing the rules of an interesting game.
"Make them — more vulnerable to injury."
Imagine if an ant could make a giant bleed, frown, or even feel a little troubled—wouldn't that be the best comedic contrast in the universe?
Hahahaha!
Go forth, my little ant, let me see how many surprises you can create!
Remember, the more you struggle and the more pain you experience, the more interesting the show will be!
Bibi Dong's fingers dug deeply into her palms.
Ant?
A flame of humiliation and rage burned within her, but even more so, a twisted excitement.
I am not an ant.
I will make these so-called giants pay the price for underestimating me!
However, before that—
With a thought, a mental fluctuation mixed with the power of joy was transmitted to the offering hall.
Let that old geezer Qian Daoliu try to break this stubborn rock first.
She was curious, under Aha's "restrictions".
These visitors from outside the region.
How much strength do I have left?
Inside the offering hall.
Qian Daoliu had already sensed the arrival of the uninvited guest.
His expression was extremely solemn.
Just yesterday, he suddenly and completely lost his connection with Bibi Dong.
The Papal Palace seemed to be shrouded in an eerie mist.
At this moment, with external enemies at their doorstep, the Spirit Hall only has him as its peak combatant.
He almost instantly grasped the unfathomable nature of those before him.
This is connected to the "disappearance" of Tang Chen and Poseidon on the sky.
"The visitor is not friendly—"
Good people don't come.
Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly.
Knowing there was no way to avoid it.
He straightened his offering robe.
With a solemn expression, he slowly walked out of the hall and came to the sky above the square.
He stood facing Bai E and the others from afar.
"Lord Bai'e,"
Qian Daoliu's voice was calm yet powerful.
Bearing the dignity of an Angel Douluo.
"May I ask what brings you to the Spirit Hall?"
Bai E's gaze swept calmly over Qian Daoliu.
And below, several worshippers quickly assembled, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The voice was completely flat.
But what he said sent a chill down the spines of everyone who heard it: "I want all of your soul rings."
Wow!!!
The Spirit Hall Soul Masters gathered below.
Especially the several titled Douluo-level retainers.
An uproar erupted instantly, with shouts and curses rising and falling.
"Arrogant!"
"What grudge do we have against you?"
"How dare you, Spirit Hall, act so presumptuously!"
Qian Daoliu raised his hand to suppress the commotion.
His facial muscles twitched slightly.
He was clearly suppressing his shock and anger.
He took a deep breath and tried one last negotiation: "Sir, is there any other way to resolve this matter?"
"Our Spirit Hall is willing to pay any other price."
Bai E slowly shook his head.
The last glimmer of hope in Qian Daoliu's eyes was extinguished.
He asked in a deep voice, "Then—is there a way out?"
Bai E remained silent, his meaning clear.
Qian Daoliu closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, his expression was resolute: "Since that's the case—I'm afraid Qian Daoliu cannot comply."
A burst of brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body!
Eight black and one red—nine spirit rings that defied all logic suddenly rose up.
Especially that blood-red soul ring, which shone with dazzling light.
A hundred meters tall, radiating endless holiness and majesty, the true form of an angelic martial spirit.
It stood proudly behind him.
The intense, bright light dispelled the dark clouds in the sky.
A divine aura enveloped the entire city!
However, Bai E frowned slightly.
His spiritual power erupted at the same time as Qian Daoliu.
It swept across the entire Spirit City in an instant, like an invisible tide.
Especially deep inside the Papal Palace.
strangeness----
A hint of doubt crossed his mind.
The woman on the leaderboard, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, her aura has vanished.
No, it didn't disappear.
Instead, it was obscured and distorted by a chaotic force that was extremely subtle and full of "pleasure".
Even he struggled to pinpoint the exact location for a moment.
Is she hiding? Or is she preparing something?
In that very moment when Bai E was slightly distracted...
The offerings below have caught the "opportunity"!
"Now's the time! Hold him off!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo roared angrily.
"The High Priest is working hard to communicate with the Angel God; that is our only way to survive!"
Buy time for God's coming!
"Seventh Soul Skill!"
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
Several peak Douluo launched their strongest attacks simultaneously, disregarding everything!
A raging torrent of soul power, a colossal crocodile phantom tearing the earth apart, and ice freezing space—
A variety of powerful soul skills appeared everywhere.
It bombarded Bai E and the others in mid-air!
They knew the disparity in strength was too great, and they only hoped to be able to hold them off!
"careful."
Xi Lian instinctively wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Xia's eyes at that moment.
At that moment, Xia's one eye looked at Dan Heng and nodded slightly.
Dan Heng understood, stepped forward, and stood in front of the crowd.
Faced with the terrifying soul skill that came rushing in.
His expression was calm.
The spear in his hand gleamed with a deep blue light.
However, just as he was trying to mobilize the "water-striking" power within his body...
His brows furrowed suddenly.
A familiar feeling of stagnation washed over me.
It's even more obvious than before in the Star Dou Forest!
The rules of this planet.
Or rather, it's some kind of invisible force field currently enveloping the skies above Wuhun City.
The suppression of his power has become even stronger!
He can probably only use less than 50% of his resources.
But that's enough.
With a flick of his wrist, the spear traced an arcane path as he uttered a clear cry: "Crossing the Abyss of the Netherworld!"
A stream of deep blue water appeared out of nowhere.
It is not a gentle flowing stream.
Instead, it is a surging undercurrent containing the power of the Dragon Lord.
Gentle yet overwhelmingly and irresistibly, it met those soul skills.
Amidst the deafening roar, most of the attack was neutralized or deflected by the wide-ranging water flow.
Immediately afterward, Dan Heng's figure darted out like a dragon, the tip of his spear pointing directly at the Golden Crocodile Douluo charging at the forefront: "Heavenly Arrow Yin!"
A single point of condensed azure light pierced through the void in an instant.
The point was precisely placed on the forehead of the golden crocodile phantom.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was struck as if by lightning, and his enormous phantom form shook violently.
He let out a muffled groan.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his attack came to an abrupt halt.
Even more shocking is...
A trace of the majestic aura of the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord naturally emanated from Dan Heng's body.
Below are several worshippers and soul masters who possess beast-type martial spirits.
Under the oppressive power of this superior dragon.
His legs buckled, and he almost collapsed to his knees.
The martial spirit transmitted an instinctive fear and trembling!
"How is that possible?!"
"His power—"
The other worshippers were utterly horrified.
Dan Heng did not stop.
His body was surrounded by shimmering water.
The momentum is rising.
It was as if he had merged with the faint phantom of the azure dragon that appeared behind him.
He unleashed an even stronger attack: "The Azure Dragon surveys with pride, summoning rain and wind—"
The north wind strikes here!
An even more powerful Azure Dragon force emerged from the spear.
It transformed into a torrent of azure water that tore through the sky.
In an instant, the combined defense of the remaining few worshippers was shattered!
Amidst screams, several powerful figures who were renowned throughout the continent coughed up blood.
He was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily into the square, and rendered unable to fight.
Sold out instantly!
The Spirit Hall Soul Masters who witnessed the entire process.
This includes spies from other sects who came from afar to investigate the situation.
They were all stunned into silence, their minds completely blank!
Those were peak Douluo!
They were all defeated in just a few moves by a seemingly young stranger?
At this moment, the thousands of streams in the sky seemed completely unaware of the horrific scene below.
The angel behind him shone with an intense light that reached its peak.
He himself knelt on one knee in the void, with his hands clasped in front of his chest.
They chanted ancient prayers with utmost devotion.
The crimson soul ring burst into flames.
It transformed into the purest divine power of light, soaring into the sky!
A will that is billions of times more vast, sacred, and majestic than a thousand streams.
As if guided from an infinitely high and sacred realm, a ray of gaze slowly descended.
Boom!
The entire sky over the Douluo Continent seemed to tremble slightly.
Boundless golden light burst forth from the void, dyeing the clouds a brilliant gold.
An indescribable majesty enveloped Wuhun City and the sky.
It even spread to more distant places.
Under this majesty, all things seemed to bow their heads, and their souls trembled.
A vague yet incredibly majestic one.
The outline of a god formed from pure light and divine rules.
It began to slowly emerge above the Thousand Streams.
Although it was just a projection, its very existence had already shaken the laws of this world!
God of Angels.
In response to the ancient covenant and the call of the most devout sacrifices.
In the mortal realm.
A divine will descends!
Everyone who saw this scene.
Regardless of friend or foe, near or far.
Only one thought remained in my mind:
God—he has truly descended!
Then the God of Angels descended; the projection of the God of Angels' will descended.
The golden, sacred radiance was like a tangible law.
It enveloped the entire Wuhun City.
The remaining Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall.
Spies from various factions were watching from afar.
Everyone was deeply shaken and felt an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
This is divine power, a power beyond mortal imagination!
However, faced with this descending divine will...
Bai Er's reaction, however, was chillingly calm.
He didn't even change his posture.
He simply raised his head slightly.
Gazing at that majestic silhouette formed by pure light and sacred rules.
"God—oh God."
A very soft sneer.
The angel god remained indifferent.
A gaze devoid of any emotion is about to sweep across the entire room.
The moment of divine judgment—
Bai E moved.
He didn't even raise his hand like he did when dealing with Di Tian or Gu Yuena.
He was just—
He took a step forward.
This step felt as if it touched the entire space.
"Buzz!!!"
Centered on the feet of Bai'e.
A substance invisible to the naked eye.
Yet, the "ripples" can be clearly perceived by all the strong.
It spread instantly.
Wherever the ripples passed.
That indestructible, divine pressure that enveloped the entire city.
Like a lake surface where a stone has been thrown in, the reflection becomes violently distorted and blurred!
Immediately afterwards, Bai E faced the sacred outline.
He extended one finger.
It was only a tiny bit of grayish-white.
He gazed at the sacred light and shadow.
Just a gentle touch.
An unbelievable scene unfolded.
That is formed by the will and rules of the angel god.
A seemingly eternal and immortal sacred projection.
The moment I was touched by those gray-white "ripples".
It emitted a sound that could only be perceived at the level of divine sense.
A sharp, mournful cry!
The laws of light that constitute the projection were not defeated, but rather seemed to have encountered their own "natural enemy" or "source denier," and began to collapse and dissolve from the most basic level! The brilliant golden light rapidly dimmed and dissipated, and the majestic outline peeled away piece by piece like a weathered sand sculpture. The sacred aura was neutralized and swallowed by a more primal "nothingness."
This is not a challenge from mortals to gods, but a natural suppression and erasure of "derived rule creations" by a higher-level "existential nature"!
"No!!!"
Qian Daoliu let out a desperate and mournful roar.
He couldn't understand what was happening before him.
I only felt the sacredness that I was being guided through by the bridge of life and soul.
It is being "polluted" and "annihilated"!
His own connection with the divine position of angels.
A tearing, excruciating pain also came through!
In just three breaths.
That projection of the divine will was enough to make the continent tremble.
Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes...
It vanished as if it had never happened.
As the last glimmer of golden light faded away.
A faint sound came from across the dimensional barrier.
A muffled groan filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.
The realm of gods, the kingdom of angels.
The true form of the Angel God.
Her delicate body trembled suddenly.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful and divine.
For the first time, he revealed extreme shock and pain.
That vital wisp of her will descended to the mortal realm.
Along with some of the sacred rules contained within it.
It was completely swallowed up and annihilated in an instant!
Not only was their will destroyed.
That destructive power even rebounded along the faith channel.
"What kind of power is that?! How could it possibly exist in the lower realms—"
The Angel God was no longer as composed as usual, and his figure vanished from his throne in an instant.
This matter must be reported to the Divine Realm Committee immediately!
Why was no one informed of this before?
Those who appear in the lower realms are by no means ordinary heretics.
Rather, it is something that can threaten the very essence of God.
An incomprehensible and terrifying existence!
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