radicalducati Chapter 22: The Expedition is Imminent! Long Xingyu and the Hellish Slaughter Field!
Chapter 22: The Expedition is Imminent! Long Xingyu and the Hellish Slaughter Field!
Saint Demon Continent.
Inside the cave, which is covered with array patterns.
Lin Feng hung up the call and looked at Electrolux, understanding the excitement in his eyes.
It was both curiosity about the Douluo world and a longing to become a god; they had waited far too long for this day.
"I didn't expect things to go so smoothly!"
Electrolux grinned, a look of anticipation spreading across his face.
Suddenly, a discordant sound came from beside him, and Lin Feng looked up at the same time.
"Despicable outsiders! Your plot will not succeed. The City of Slaughter is the territory of the Spirit Hall."
"Haha, no matter how strong you are, you can't possibly defeat a Limit Douluo, and you can't possibly defeat Qian Daoliu."
Above the dome, an energy cage hangs suspended.
It creaked and groaned, revealing the disheveled figures inside.
Gu Rong, an elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who was once known for his defense, was now as weak as a dead dog.
He was imprisoned in a cage, constantly being drained by a large array, with every bit of his soul power being transformed into nourishment.
His near-death experience, yet unable to die, gradually caused him to break down emotionally, and now he has become hysterical, shouting and cursing without regard for his image.
"The Spirit Hall? The strongest force next door, right?"
"If he were really that powerful, he would have unified Douluo Continent long ago."
Electrolux was no pushover, and he immediately felt displeased upon hearing this.
With a wave of his hand, pure energy, almost tangible, sealed the ancient banyan tree's mouth shut.
The latter, already weakened, was naturally powerless to fight back and could only whimper, looking like it was unwilling to die.
"Qian Daoliu is at most a servant of the gods."
"We'll wait and see; I'll let you know the answer."
"Elder Yi, I'm leaving this guy in your care. I'm going to do a final inspection of the legion."
Lin Feng smiled casually, too lazy to pay attention to the prisoner, and his figure disappeared before he could finish speaking.
With Electrolux guarding the area, Liang Gu Rong couldn't cause any trouble and decisively teleported to another area.
In the huge square, various equipment were neatly piled up, and a fierce and imposing demon army was conducting its usual training.
When Lin Feng appeared, it immediately caused a huge uproar, with almost frenzied cheers erupting. All eyes were on him, which showed just how high his prestige was.
This is the First Legion of the Demon Race within the Holy Demon Federation, commanded by the Fourth Pillar Necromancer God Samigina and the Fifth Pillar Hell Demon God Malbath.
Besides the two, there are a total of ten demon gods, including the ninth pillar, the angel demon god Baimon, the tenth pillar, the lightning demon god Pal, the fifteenth pillar, the serpent spear demon god Eligo, and so on.
It commands 10,000 carefully selected elites from various demon races, making it arguably the strongest legion in the Federation in terms of combat power alone.
They were also the vanguard chosen by Lin Feng. After the large teleportation array was completed, they were responsible for invading Douluo and establishing a stable base.
"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"
Approach respectfully, you necromancer, the demon god Samigina.
Alongside him were several men, including Malbus, who all bowed to Lin Feng in a gesture of submission and respect.
"How are the preparations going? The advance team's plan is progressing smoothly, and we should be setting foot on the Douluo Continent soon!"
Lin Feng looked around and was quite satisfied.
It was clear that the proud and fierce soldiers were full of fighting spirit.
They couldn't wait to set off immediately to conquer the neighboring realm and expand the territory for His Majesty the Demon Emperor.
"Rest assured, there's absolutely no problem. The soldiers are starving and eager for battle; they're just waiting for your command!"
Several demon gods expressed their opinions.
Lin Feng nodded and did not linger there.
After offering a brief word of encouragement, he returned to the Demon Emperor's Palace and reactivated the communication array.
Contact the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye and instruct Dawn of Light and the Special Forces to prepare to cooperate with Long Xingyu.
Dugu Bo returned safely and was sitting in a corner, whispering with his granddaughter Dugu Yan, seemingly trying to persuade her.
"It's almost time..."
After completing the preliminary preparations, Lin Feng murmured to himself.
Relax, rest your face on one hand, close your eyes and adjust your state.
As the confidential secretary, Tsukiyo and the love demon god Siddy stood quietly below the throne, not daring to disturb the demon emperor's rest.
Meanwhile, far away on the Douluo Continent, Long Xingyu was not as leisurely as his father-in-law. He was still roaming the City of Slaughter, constantly fighting!
"Winner: Long Xingyu!"
Winning streak: 73 games!
"Another effortless massacre, another unscathed kill—let us witness a miracle!"
Inside the hellish killing field, Long Xingyu stood indifferently in the center, holding an ordinary longsword.
Around them, nine corpses lay scattered about, barely even a speck of dirt on their clothes, as the battle had just ended.
Possessing spiritual power that transcends the rules and the perception of a ninth-order divine seal, victory is effortless.
Even if he doesn't use any skills or deliberately leak energy, there's still no doubt that he can defeat an enemy whose martial soul is sealed.
In a very short time, he accumulated 73 wins. If there hadn't been so many casualties, this number would have been even faster, since Long Xingyu almost never rests.
Ever since being spied on by the King of Slaughter and vaguely sensing something amiss, he has activated "Berserk Mode" to avoid any accidents, eating and sleeping on the premises.
Gradually, this led to a situation where no one dared to accept the challenge.
The rules of the Killing Arena are that the game starts as soon as ten people are gathered.
However, due to his overly aggressive behavior, the number of applicants plummeted, with many people who had originally planned to sign up turning away and running away upon seeing him.
In the end, the King of Slaughter had to personally intervene, make slight adjustments, and add a mandatory cycle to keep the match going.
During this time, Long Xingyu clearly felt it.
Some of the people they were fighting appeared to be Black Knights.
He was clearly the King of Slaughter, deliberately sending someone to test him, but he knew the truth but pretended not to.
No matter who you are, as long as you are an opponent in the killing field, use your superb skills and strength to eliminate them and turn them into points.
Finally, with the continued increase in win rate, the title of 100 consecutive wins is just one step away, but the large teleportation array is still far away.
"We can't delay any longer. Let's proceed with the second plan and send the Demon God Vanguard Army down first!"
Long Xingyu stood on the stage, his senses spreading out, secretly locking onto the King of Slaughter; the other party was indeed spying on him.
Without being exposed, I walked straight back to the registration point, not wanting to waste a single moment, and continued to wait for the next round!
This move naturally caused a great sensation.
Countless people were filled with fear and whispered among themselves as they discussed the situation.
Even the King of Slaughter, who had not yet appeared in the shadows, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Should we continue? Why is he in such a hurry? What conspiracy is he hiding? What exactly is that thing inside him?!"
The King of Slaughter murmured to himself, raised his goblet, and drank the crimson blood in one gulp, his eyes filled with terrifying ferocity.
"Your Majesty, there is something I do not understand. Could you please enlighten me?"
At this moment, the alluring and graceful woman beside him spoke up out of curiosity.
The King of Slaughter glanced at her, but showed no anger. He nodded, indicating that she could ask questions.
"According to the rules of the Killing City, every player who achieves a hundred consecutive wins can challenge the Hell Road."
"If successful, you will possess the God of Slaughter Domain, obtain the title of God of Slaughter, and be allowed to use your Martial Soul."
"Whether it's out of threat or some ancient, mysterious prophecy, shouldn't we suppress it?"
"Why... did you not only not hinder his advancement, but you also made special adjustments to facilitate his winning streak?"