FE—Chapter 143: Corpse Explosion! Death God Envoy: Xuan Zi's Merit Has Been Received
In the cave of the Death Hand Bandit Group, the evil soul masters suffered a devastating blow from the disciples of the Shrek Inner Court, leaving only a few survivors.
"Sure enough, no evil soul master can escape our sanctions."
"We will bring them to justice with our Shrek Supervisory Group!"
Looking at the corpses and broken limbs strewn across the ground, Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Yan praised the children for their excellent performance in this battle. To fight for the reputation and ideals of the academy, we need talented students like you.
"The cultivation of these minions is only the third ring. Killing them is like cutting melons and vegetables. There is no challenge at all."
Chen Zifeng hovered half a meter in the air with his sword. He sighed calmly, killing a few bandits who had escaped the net.
The shadow of his soul-chasing sword flickers rapidly around him. He shuttled among the bandits, employing the soul-chasing sword technique... The murderous intent and sword energy shot out, harvesting the lives of these bandits—what a chic demeanor.
"Tsk tsk, I haven't even fully exerted my strength, yet they were smashed by me in just a few blows. This power isn't enough."
Yao Haoxuan's muscles bulged exaggeratedly, and he shook his head slowly, clearly unsatisfied.
After activating his martial soul, his whole body suddenly grew larger, like a giant strongman. Among a group of bandits, he swung his huge fists violently... Force burst out, fist wind raging, smashing the surrounding minions one after another. What a mighty spirit.
Ling Luochen held the magic circle behind the team and used various soul skills of her ice-element martial soul to control her teammates.
She didn't need to rush to the front like a strong attack-type soul master, giving her a clearer view of the battlefield.
Ling Luochen pondered for a moment, frowning slightly: "Xiaotao, Dai Yaoheng, don't fight too much. The five-ring soul king hasn't appeared yet."
The two soul emperors on the team are far superior to five-ring evil soul masters.
Ling Luochen felt that Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yaoheng shouldn't be taken lightly. As long as they performed at their usual level, they could deliver the most fatal blow to the leader of the Dead Hand Bandits.
"Don't worry, Luochen. Be sensible."
Ma Xiaotao's red eye shadow grew brighter, and she smiled brightly and generously: "After the battle just now, the evil fire that was born isn't much; it won't tire you tonight."
Ling Luochen's cold expression immediately froze. She opened and closed her lips but couldn't find suitable words to respond.
She couldn't say it was okay— 'Ma Xiaotao, you don't have to restrain yourself. I will bear the consequences of helping you suppress the evil fire tonight.'
Once, at the academy, Ma Xiaotao's evil fire suddenly erupted. From the inner courtyard to Sea God Lake, she rushed all the way, engulfed in blazing phoenix flames.
She almost bumped into Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, who were walking nearby by Sea God Lake.
She heard from an old man, who said, "You can call me Elder Mu," that he found Ling Luochen and persuaded her to help suppress Ma Xiaotao's evil fire... Elder Mu explained that if it weren't for a life-saving item on Wang Dong's body—which triggered the energy of the golden tree—Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao's lives would have been in danger.
Since then, Ling Luochen agreed to help Ma Xiaotao suppress the evil fire through her ice-element martial soul.
However, Ling Luochen was not asking for trouble. Ma Xiaotao was satisfied with her reckless output and came back to vent her anger. Does she see Ling Luochen as just a tool?
Ma Xiaotao's phoenix evil fire can suppress her ice element when mobilizing the same amount of soul power.
It would be fine if Ling Luochen's ice element was purer. After all, the evil fire is a small part of Ma Xiaotao's soul power after she uses a lot of energy. The ice element condensed by Ling Luochen, mobilizing some of her soul power, is enough for Ma Xiaotao to use several times a night.
However, Ling Luochen's ice element purity is average, and her resistance to the Phoenix Evil Fire is weak.
A little bit of Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire can always cause Ling Luochen's ice element to melt into a large pool of water.
Back at the academy, every time Ling Luochen came out of Ma Xiaotao's room at night, her steps were weak; she staggered and couldn't stand steadily. Her whole body was soft and weak, soaked wet as if she was about to melt.
The key was that each time she helped Ma Xiaotao suppress the evil fire, an uncomfortable sense of wrongness overwhelmed her.
Ling Luochen thought of this, staring coldly at Ma Xiaotao: "Ma Xiaotao if you continue to indulge yourself like this, the evil fire will accumulate too much and become impossible to suppress. You should find someone with the ultimate ice. I can't stand it anymore."
Ma Xiaotao also knew her Phoenix Evil Fire was highly absorbent, so comforting her was not easy. Her pink eyes smiled, and she reassured her with a pleasant expression: "Okay... Luochen, don't worry. I will be careful."
Although her Phoenix Evil Fire had side effects, it was extremely lethal to enemies when used in the attack.
A pair of blazing red Phoenix wings on her back—no matter what soul skills she used—the dark red flames carried after release would cause bandits to be seriously injured if touched, and the Phoenix Meteor Shower could kill them outright.
"Eh? The evil soul master I killed seemed to be a five-ring one."
Dai Yuheng's White Tiger Intense Light Wave, during his earlier indiscriminate attacks, didn't pay much attention to the bandits' cultivation level. He didn't expect this five-ring soul king to be so weak.
Wang Yan frowned slightly: "Could it be that our intelligence is wrong, and there is more than one five-ring soul king in the Death Hand Bandits?"
The auxiliary ability of the ram black rainbow dragon continued to function. He had a certain command ability. Observing the battlefield, he grew more serious.
"Teacher Wang Yan, the Death Hand Bandits probably aren't so simple. The remaining stronger five-ring evil soul masters are likely still deep in the cave."
"Dai Yaoheng, don't rush ahead. Juniors and sisters in the reserve team, everyone follows me closely. We'll go in and eliminate them all."
"Okay." Dai Yaoheng responded, tearing the five-ring evil soul master in half with his soul power, then tossing him aside.
Ma Xiaotao's phoenix flame attack was very pure. A dark red phoenix swept past, burning many evil soul masters in front of her to ashes.
Lin Xi of the Sun Moon Team in the original story was killed in this way. Even those with five-ring cultivation and invincible shields couldn't withstand it—let alone evil soul masters with only three rings. Most were vaporized by the Phoenix Meteor Shower.
Hearing that the intelligence might be wrong, Ling Luochen grasped her staff tightly, frowning slightly. Her expression remained cold: "It's difficult to determine the true strength of the evil soul master. We must not take any risks."
She looked cautious and warned Xixi, nearby: "Xixi, you're a soul master of the agile attack system. Your defense is poor, and your physical fitness isn't strong. Don't rush into the crowd to fight."
"Okay, I understand."
Xixi's martial soul is the lightning leopard. Although her appearance isn't very beautiful, when she eliminated the bandits' minions just now, she transformed into an assassin—swift, agile, powerful, and graceful.
Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan nodded silently after Ling Luochen's warning. From their indifferent expressions, it was clear they held some disdain for evil soul masters.
"Don't overthink it, Luochen. We're guaranteed to win."
Yao Haoxuan patted his chest with his huge palm. Just now, he and Chen Zifeng used their soul skills to kill the bandits. Now, he looked excited, with a hint of invincibility in his expression.
Wang Yan watched the excited reactions of everyone and nodded with satisfaction.
What Master Xuan said was right—the blood of the Death Hand Bandits before the soul master competition truly inspired the disciples' fighting spirit.
This alone showed that Master Xuan's approach to training disciples is several levels above other academies.
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The corpses on the ground symbolize the formidable strength of the Shrek disciples. Would other academies consider using actual combat against evil soul masters to hone their students?
Just as everyone was sighing, an extremely piercing scream echoed from deep within the cave.
"Dare to oppose me, the Death God Envoy! You will all die and become my corpse slaves!"
This laughter grew more and more piercing. From the sound alone, it was clear that the speaker was deeply rooted in the evil soul master.
"The blind Shrek Supervisory Group has come to my door. Look, this Envoy will blow you all up to the sky—hehe..."
Hearing this voice, the remaining remnants of the Death Hand Bandit Group showed no excitement—only intense fear and despair.
Ling Luochen's face changed drastically. She shouted sharply: "Everyone, be careful! Get out of the way! Protect yourselves!"
In an instant, the bodies that had already fallen to the ground expanded rapidly, emitting a frightening "sizzling" sound as black gas burned, glowing with an ominous red light.
The moment Ling Luochen issued her warning, all the disciples—both from the regular and reserve teams—reacted instinctively, shielding themselves.
Danger signs persisted in their hearts. Everyone could feel that something was wrong with the bodies on the ground.
The corpses, one by one, glowed red like high-explosive bombs, radiating a deadly threat. Out of fear, they instinctively avoided these bodies.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The continuous roar of explosions echoed through the cave.
Each piece of minced meat was a bomb detonated by the Death God Envoy. Within moments, the terrifying force of the blasts swept through, spreading corpse poison and chaos.
The corpse explosions lasted over ten seconds before gradually subsiding. The entire cave trembled like an earthquake.
Before the noise died down...
Outside the cave, Xuan Zi leaned against the rock wall. The communication device on his green leather jacket received a report from Wang Yan: "The situation is very good. The disciples have wiped out many evil soul masters, and their fighting spirit is high!"
Xuan Zi was pleased and in a good mood. Today, under his dedicated protection, the children not only eliminated many evil soul masters but also suffered no casualties. He felt content, savoring a bite of chicken and sipping wine.
After all, each of the Shrek Seven Devils is an elite among the inner courtyard's best. How could a mere five-ring soul king compare?
Suddenly, a powerful explosion shook the entire cave.
Elder Xuan shook his upper body. Slightly drunk, he instinctively thought: This movement is incredible for a soul king.
He woke suddenly and was stunned.
The half-eaten chicken leg in his hand was thrown far by the violent roar.
"Is this the power a soul king can produce?"
Xuan Zi's heart tightened. He sensed the explosion's force, and his face froze. His mood suddenly grew tense.
"How dare they harm my students! I will never forgive this!"
Xuan Zi's face twisted in anger as he stood and released a terrifying wave of soul power, transforming into a stream of light that shot into the cave.
With his perception as a level 98 Super Douluo, he knew that the explosion just now exceeded what a typical Soul King could cause.
Even several Soul Kings together wouldn't generate such destructive power. This explosion at least matched the full-strength attack of several Soul Emperors or even Seven-ring Soul Saints.
Elder Xuan quickly processed this information but was also confused.
"According to Star Luo military intelligence, the highest-level evil soul master in the bandit group is only five ring soul king."
"What's causing this explosion? It's not something a Five-ring Soul King can produce. Could there be a Soul Douluo-level evil soul master involved?"
Xuan Zi, soaked in wine, found it hard to concentrate and dared not imagine what the scene inside the cave looked like.
Only the visceral visual of the Death God Envoy's corpse explosion could sober him enough to understand what he was protecting.
The sharp, whistling voice of the Death God Envoy rang out again: "Hehehe, how does this Envoy's corpse explosion taste? No matter how strong you are, you will die in front of my serial explosions!"
At this moment, the cave was filled with poisonous gas, with dazzling red in the gray mist, mixed with a strong bloody smell and blood spray from an unknown disciple.
The highly corrosive bodily fluids produced by the explosion coated the surroundings, sizzling harshly as if countless poisonous insects clung to the heart, causing intense pain and viciousness.
The explosion finally subsided.
The furious Xuan Zi flew over the scene.
He saw the cave shrouded in thick blood mist, resembling a tragic scene from a bloody massacre.
"How could this happen? It's just a five-ring soul king... how could this be..."
Xuan Zi seemed drained of all strength and fell into a dazed state.
Fragments of memories—leading the team to hunt for soul rings—rushed into his mind, moistening his eyes and blurring his vision.
He was deeply sorrowful.
He fell heavily from mid-air, hitting the ground with a dent and cracking the earth.
This small movement caused a broken arm, which had been blown away and embedded in the cave ceiling, to fall and hit him directly in the face, carrying corrosive venom and blood, making his expression even more hideous.
The old man wiped the blood from his face, grabbed his broken arm, and sank into dead silence: "Huh? Whose arm is this?"
(End of this chapter)