Chapter 190 Three-Headed Red Demon Mastiff
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Some of the scalding magma struck the wyverns, causing them to fall, while other shots missed their targets and continued into the sky.
The sky was dyed a fiery red, as if it were ablaze. Magma fell like meteorites, accompanied by heatwaves that streaked across the sky, leaving long trails of fire in their wake.
Zhu Wucheng's pupils contracted as he shouted, "Evade!"
Since they were spread across the entire battlefield, the attack power of a single volcanic bomb wasn't actually that strong, but the dense, rain-like scene was simply too terrifying.
Moreover, the proportion of Soul Masters in the White Tiger Army wasn't high; most were just well-trained ordinary people.
Some soldiers raised their shields, while others held their weapons above their heads.
Even though the White Tiger Army was fully armored, it was difficult to resist the high-temperature liquid that splashed like water upon impact, flowing into every nook and cranny of their armor.
Their clothes were set ablaze, and because they were constrained by their armor, they couldn't remove it in time, turning into human torches, wailing and screaming as they lost their lives.
The thick-skinned Earth Armored Dragon Lizards and Bone Mammoths felt a stinging sensation on their backs, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, shaking their bodies without much more reaction.
Clever soldiers burrowed under the bellies of these Soul Beasts, using their bodies for cover, while some unlucky ones were trampled into mincemeat by the restless beasts.
Yan Jin, dressed in red, walked onto the city wall, a bright smile on her face. "Hehe, now you know how powerful I am."
Her abilities were exceptionally effective on the battlefield.
Yan Jin stepped on the city wall, leaped, and jumped down, landing among the crowd.
Looking at this youthful and beautiful woman, the soldiers of the White Tiger Army were filled with fear. That overwhelming rain of magma was her masterpiece.
"Don't be afraid! She used that move just now, she definitely doesn't have much Soul Power left!" a chiliarch encouraged. "Charge with me!"
He was a Soul Ancestor, his Spirit was a long halberd, and he rode a Fiery Lion. He was one of the few officers who could fight in cooperation with Soul Beasts.
Four Soul Rings, two yellow and two purple, lit up simultaneously, and an invisible aura began to gather. He, the Fiery Lion, and the cavalry riding Crimson Scaled Steeds who charged with him, seemed to coalesce into one entity.
A faint phantom enveloped them, a large halberd carrying the force of a Qian Jun, advancing fearlessly.
The orderly sound of hooves, the roar of the lion, and the shouts of the soldiers rang out at the same time.
"Die!" the chiliarch roared.
Yan Jin simply watched their charge with interest, then extended her jade-like palm.
Her fair palm resisted the tip of the long halberd wielded by the chiliarch. She suddenly lowered her hand, and using the force, she leaped high, raising her slender right leg and forcefully chopped down.
The heel of her leather boot slammed hard onto the chiliarch's shoulder, the terrifying force directly shattering half of his body. The Fiery Lion, his mount, also spat out blood and fell forward.
It twitched a few times and then went silent.
Yan Jin tossed back her slightly disheveled hair, disdainfully saying:
"Soul Power? Do you think I need to use Soul Power to deal with you?"
She hadn't used any Soul Power in that attack; it was purely the result of her maximized skills.
She was already a Soul Sage, and with Amon's assistance, each time she absorbed a Soul Ring, she drastically exceeded the year limit. She had also eaten a Earth Dragon Golden Melon and possessed four Soul Bones. All these conditions combined had made her physical strength approach that of a Titled Douluo.
This gave her the foundation to withstand the charge without relying on Soul Power, and the fighting skills she had cultivated since childhood allowed her to accurately seize the opportunity.
After covering her hand with a thin layer of magma, she charged towards the still-hesitant White Tiger Army.
There was one thing the chiliarch hadn't gotten wrong: that move, "Meteor Fire Rain," was indeed a huge drain on Yan Jin. It not only exhausted all the magma stored in her fifth Soul Ring, but also consumed half of her own Soul Power.
Although they were frightened by Yan Jin's series of actions, the warriors of the White Tiger Army still roared and rushed forward.
For these warriors, who were generally just ordinary people or one or two-ring Soul Masters, Yan Jin took them down almost instantly one by one.
She weaved through the battlefield, her limbs were the most terrifying weapons, easily taking away lives.
An Earth Armored Dragon Lizard lowered its head and rammed its head, covered with a round shield-like bone, towards Yan Jin.
Yan Jin grinned and unceremoniously headbutted it back.
Two figures, one large and one small, with vastly different sizes, collided, and in the end, it was the giant Earth Armored Dragon Lizard that was knocked over.
This scene stunned both enemies and allies for several seconds.
Among the Heaven Dou soldiers on the city wall, there were originally many young men who admired this beautiful and heroic girl, but at this moment, the image of the goddess in their hearts collapsed, replaced by the image of a wild, bovine woman.
Even Wan Yao Wang glanced at her in surprise, feeling that the proportion of Soul Beast blood in her body shouldn't be low.
Dai Mubai's fifth Soul Skill lit up, a black Soul Ring appearing. Facing this great enemy, he used his strongest skill at the moment.
"White Tiger Demonic God Transformation!"
Sensing someone approaching from behind, Yan Jin subconsciously launched a "Big Fireball" towards the rear.
The scene from the Soul Master Competition three years ago was almost reproduced. Dai Mubai thought that his progress over the years had been great, and that he shouldn't be completely helpless against Yan Jin, but when the fist made of magma grew larger and larger in front of his eyes, he realized that he was terribly wrong.
The gap had not narrowed, but had instead widened!
Before the scorching fist even touched him, he felt the heat. The all-around boost brought by the "White Tiger Demonic God Transformation" seemed to have no effect.
He couldn't avoid Yan Jin's casual counterattack and was sent flying by a punch.
Shaking off the magma stuck to his body with Soul Power, he glanced at the burn on his arm, his face gloomy.
"Who... are you?" Yan Jin felt that this person in front of her looked a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was. She scratched her head, somewhat puzzled.
"Have you forgotten? Three years ago, the Soul Master Competition," Dai Mubai said with a gloomy expression.
Her enemy, the one she had been thinking about day and night, the opponent who had almost disfigured Zhu Zhuqing, had actually forgotten him. This kind of disregard was more humiliating than abuse and ridicule.
Yan Jin tilted her head, still unable to remember. She tapped her head. "Forget it, it's all the same. Anyway, I never remember the names of small fry."
The aura of a Soul Sage erupted without concealment, and her sixth Soul Skill lit up.
The magma originally scattered throughout the battlefield gradually lost its heat, and all the fire elements gathered towards Yan Jin.
"Scorching Hell."
This was a domain-type skill, the effect of which was to gather the surrounding fire elements to form a sea of fire.
Flames burned fiercely, and the terrifying heat melted the soil around Yan Jin, turning it into flowing lava.
All the soldiers who approached her were almost instantly burned to ashes.
Originally, after this skill was activated, it required a continuous consumption of a large amount of Soul Power, but Yan Jin's fourth Soul Skill, "Thermal Insulation," controlled the flow of heat, making the consumption of maintaining the domain extremely small.
Gazing at Yan Jin, who stood in the sea of fire like a flame queen, Dai Mubai couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. The huge gap almost made him lose the confidence to continue chasing.
"Mubai, don't worry, I'll be with you," Zhu Zhuqing hugged Dai Mubai from behind, and a dazzling light lit up.
The two of them used their Spirit Fusion Skill, transforming into a giant Netherworld White Tiger.
Yan Jin's eyes lit up, thinking that their Spirit Fusion Skill was very stylish, so she turned her head and shouted to Amon sitting on the city wall, "Amon, I want Spirit Fusion too."
Amon glanced at her and ignored her, then turned his gaze back to Wan Yao Wang.
Yan Jin was a little disappointed, and then dissatisfiedly used a "Big Fireball" to blast the giant Netherworld White Tiger away, curling her lips:
"Tch... The level of the Spirit Hall's 'Golden Generation' three years ago is at most only a little bit stronger. You think you can deal with me like this?"
She looked at Wan Yao Wang standing on top of the Hell Demon Dragon, a hint of eagerness in her eyes.
"Amon, can I fight this one?" She pointed at Wan Yao Wang and asked.
Wan Yao Wang sneered, "Is there something wrong with her brain? A mere Soul Sage..."
He said to another Hell Demon Dragon beside him, "Go play with her."
Amon adjusted his monocle and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "She was fine this morning..."
A Hell Demon Dragon dived down at Wan Yao Wang's command, spewing out dragon breath with corrosive power.
Yan Jin's expression changed slightly, and she immediately wrapped herself in layers of magma. "There's actually poison in the fire?"
The Hell Demon Dragon waved its claws forward, scattering the magma ball surrounding Yan Jin with a single swipe.
It looked at the scattered magma in confusion, not finding Yan Jin's figure inside.
Suddenly, a pool of magma moved and slowly condensed into Yan Jin's figure.
This was Yan Jin's seventh Soul Skill, "Elementalization!"
"Elementalization" allowed Yan Jin's body to assimilate with magma, becoming a fluid like magma, immune to physical attacks. If attacked by Soul Power, she could consume her own Soul Power to offset or greatly reduce the damage from the attack.
"Big Fireball!" Yan Jin, with half her body as magma and half her body as flesh, swung her fist and smashed it towards the Hell Demon Dragon's head.
The latter only staggered, shook its head, and immediately launched a counterattack.
Its tail lashed out like a whip, scattering Yan Jin again.
"Lei Yin, what's the background of this thing?" Yan Jin's body slowly took shape, and the lava on her body gradually receded, returning to her original appearance.
"That's a Hell Demon Dragon, a very powerful dragon-type Soul Beast, its age is probably around seventy thousand years," Lei Yin replied.
"Seventy thousand years... equivalent to a Soul Douluo, huh." Yan Jin's expression became serious. She took a deep breath and, while activating Elementalization, used the two external Soul Bones from Scarlet King.
A giant magma three-headed dog appeared. Then, the red color of the magma disappeared, and short, red-black hairs appeared one by one on the giant dog's body.
Under the influence of the external Soul Bones, Yan Jin's Spirit Avatar manifested as if it were a Spirit True Body. She transformed into a three-headed Crimson Demon Mastiff!
Looking at the familiar appearance, exactly like Scarlet King, Wan Yao Wang's face turned ashen. "That's Scarlet King's Soul Ring and Soul Bones? Did this little brat kill Scarlet King?"
"Since we were going to kill him anyway, the Soul Ring can't be wasted." Amon looked at Wan Yao Wang, curling the corners of his mouth and revealing a smile.
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