Chapter 192: Ninth Soul Skill, Exploding
Boom!
At Dai Weis's command, the soldiers ignited their artillery fire. In an instant, dozens of shells were fired in rapid succession!
There were a total of one hundred artillery pieces, each group of twenty fired at a time. After the last group fired, the first group was reloaded and could fire continuously, covering a large area with firepower.
Furthermore, the artillery had a range of over three thousand meters, putting both Ju and Ghost Douluo within range. As the saying goes, dignity lies only on the edge of the sword, and truth lies only within the range of the artillery!
And now, Dai Weis, with one hundred artillery pieces, was the truth!
"Damn it!"
Yue Guan cursed inwardly, but in an instant, twenty shells came towards him with a whistling sound. He tried to dodge, but the shells covered too large an area, making it impossible for him to dodge. He could only concentrate his soul power to withstand the dense bombardment!
"Hmph, aren't they just a few solid iron balls? I want to see the power of this little thing. It can actually severely damage a Soul Douluo, the Wonderful Chrysanthemum! Ha!"
Yue Guan roared to the sky. His seventh soul ring suddenly flashed, and a blooming Wonderful Chrysanthemum suddenly appeared in his hand. Golden light burst forth, and the shimmering Wonderful Chrysanthemum looked like a small golden sun.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Golden Core Flowing Clouds!"
Yue Guan shouted loudly. In an instant, the petals of the Wonderful Chrysanthemum transformed into countless golden flying knives amidst the aura.
Seeing the cannonballs approaching, Yue Guan did not release the flying knives to attack. Instead, he blocked the countless golden flying knives in front of him, using them as a shield to protect himself, and said coldly.
"Hmph! Today I'll see just how powerful this little gadget is. It's giving you such confidence and arrogance!"
Bang—
As if to fulfill Yue Guan's wish, a cannonball struck the shield transformed from the flying knife just as he finished speaking. There was a deafening roar, and the overwhelming force numbed Yue Guan's palms.
"What a powerful impact!" Yue Guan's face darkened, and he muttered, "Even a defensive-type Soul Douluo would be injured if directly hit! But I'm a Titled Douluo, and this little gadget can't hurt me!"
Yue Guan smiled confidently. Seeing more shells coming, he quickly mobilized his soul power to block them. But soon, his smile faded.
The booming explosions echoed one after another, and Yue Guan retreated repeatedly under the bombardment, gritting his teeth and holding on.
He had originally thought that with the soul power of his ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo, withstanding the artillery bombardment would be a simple matter. But now he realized how naive he had been.
Indeed, at first, relying on his profound soul power, Yue Guan could easily withstand the artillery bombardment. However, after blocking more than a dozen shells in succession, Yue Guan began to feel somewhat powerless.
By now, Yue Guan only had a little over 40% of his soul power left. Gazing at the military formation below, he suddenly felt a surge of fear.
The sustained bombardment of a mere one hundred artillery pieces was already so devastating. What if there were a thousand or ten thousand artillery pieces? How much more powerful would such a sustained bombardment be?
Under the bombardment, Yue Guan retreated continuously. Glancing at the ghost beside him, he saw that the ghost was also struggling to hold on, his soul power almost depleted.
"Old Ghost! Use your Soul Fusion Technique!"
"No! These shells are coming too fast! They'll hit us before we even finish casting the Bipolar Stasis Field, and we'll be finished!"
Ghost shook his head. He was currently unleashing his fifth soul skill: Ghostly Earth Altar Hands, summoning countless ghost hands from the darkness of the underground to block the bombardment.
"But their artillery fire seems endless. What should we do?"
Guimei's face darkened, and he spoke in a cold voice, "Use our ninth spirit ability! Our ninth spirit abilities are wide-area attacks, which can definitely block these shells. Then, find an opportunity to retreat!"
"Retreat, retreat?" Yue Guan's face darkened, and he cried in panic, "Old Ghost, are you serious? We're retreating, but what about His Holiness the Pope..."
"Our spirit power is nearly depleted. She Long and Ci Xue won't be able to defeat those two elders anytime soon!"
Guimei glanced at She Long and Ci Xue, who were locked in a fierce battle with the two elders. While the outcome was still uncertain, they were clearly losing ground.
Ci Xue, with his poisonous spirit, could still hold his own against the Sixth Elder, but She Long was already losing ground. His spirit was the Snake Spear, a weapon spirit.
How could a weapon spirit compare to the Clear Sky Hammer, the world's greatest weapon spirit? She Long and the Fifth Elder were both Level 92 Power Attack Titled Douluo. The difference in spirit quality was enough to determine the outcome of the battle.
She Long was already at a disadvantage, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated by the Fifth Elder. After defeating She Long, Cixue would be no match for the two Titled Douluos.
Gui Mei's face was terribly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth, "If we retreat now, we'll at most suffer some physical pain when we return. But if She Long and Cixue are defeated and killed, having killed two Titled Douluos, do you think His Holiness the Pope will spare us?
As for staying here, our spirit power won't last much longer. As long as there's life, there's hope! So listen to me, this is impossible, retreat immediately!"
Glancing at the smiling Dai Weis, Yue Guan's teeth were raw with anger. Three assassination attempts had failed, leaving him bitterly frustrated, but the outcome was inevitable. He could only save his own skin and make plans later.
"Hmph, let me show you my ninth soul skill: Withered chrysanthemums, wounds everywhere, heartbroken!"
Yue Guan unleashed his entire soul power, sending countless petals of the chrysanthemum flying through the air, transforming into a golden tornado that soared into the sky, blocking the incoming artillery shells!
"Ninth soul skill: Hellish Ghost!"
Countless giant, pitch-black ghost hands rose from the ground, stretching hundreds of meters, transforming into a pitch-black wall, blocking the artillery bombardment.
"Oh no! It's their ninth soul skill!" Dai Tianxing muttered, immediately controlling the Netherworld White Tiger to block Dai Weis and the others, preventing Yue Guan and Gui Mei from making a desperate attack on Dai Weis.
However, they didn't act. Instead, Gui Mei controlled the massive ghost hands to strike the rock wall in the valley. The solid rock wall was like scrap paper before the hundreds-meter-long ghost hands.
Under the Gui Mei attack, the mountains on both sides collapsed, and countless rolling logs and rubble poured down, forming a high wall blocking the White Tiger Army.
"She Long, Ci Xue, the mission has failed. Let's go!" As soon as the words fell, Gui Mei and Yue Guan fled towards Spirit City without looking back.
She Long and Ci Xue were very unwilling to give up, but there was nothing they could do but follow the two men out of the battlefield.
After the others left, Dai Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief, disabling his Spirit Fusion Technique, and walked over to Dai Weis, asking, "Weis, are you okay?"
Dai Weis shook his head, "Grandpa, I'm fine."
"Yeah, I'm glad you're okay. It's just that Ju Douluo and the others failed their mission this time. Going to Spirit City would only make it more dangerous!"
Dai Tianxing sighed and said, "Or we should go back. Spirit City... is too dangerous!"
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