Chapter 71 Son of Goergo, Crowned in Blood! This is the True King.
"So powerful!"
"Wan Di is too strong! After inheriting Nicardi's flame, his strength has far surpassed Nicardi's!"
"No, that kind of red crystal with ten thousand invincible power is something Nicardoli could never possess!"
"It can both attack and control. If Nicardi had such powerful control skills back then, Little Grey and the others would never have been able to dodge Nicardi's spear!"
"I really want to see Wan Di attack with the Nicardi Greatsword."
That earth-shattering strike, once controlled by Wan Di, meant that whoever was under its control would have to take it squarely, and whoever was under its influence would die instantly!
"She's too strong! Now that Ohmma has Ten Thousand Enemies, I don't know how I could possibly lose!"
"But Lord Wan Di, don't you feel your eyes getting stinged when you sprinkle red powder on your face?"
"You don't know anything! That red crystal is Lord Wan Di's energy. When it touches Lord Wan Di's body, it completely merges into his body!"
"I think it's better not to do that. After all, the human eye is very fragile, and I wouldn't dare to use my soul skill to hit my own eye!"
"You are you, and Lord Wan Di is Lord Wan Di. He is a demigod. How could you, little Karami, possibly understand that!"
The people of Douluo Continent began to cheer loudly for the return of Wan Di.
They clenched their fists, their faces flushed with excitement.
They witnessed the birth of a demigod.
Moreover, he was the strongest demigod they had ever seen. Didn't you see how the terrifying Firewalker was reduced to ashes by his terrifying attack?
The appearance of the Fire Thief put a lot of pressure on them.
That earth-shattering power, countless clones.
And the power of time.
Even powerful figures like Na Ke Xia and the Rational Titan only thought of trapping him in the past in order to win.
I didn't expect this guy to be stronger than I imagined.
Even more unexpectedly, he was killed by Wan Di with a single shot!
Countless people cheered and jumped for joy, their shouts reaching the sky.
In the world of Douluo Continent, where power reigns supreme, no one fails to admire the strong.
Wan Di's immense power and formidable attack methods directly conquered countless people on the Douluo Continent!
What makes him even more admirable is what happened after Wan Di became a demigod.
He had no desire to retain his position.
He publicly announced that the Suspended Peak Dynasty had come to an end.
He will return to his hometown alone to fight against the ever-growing black tide.
After a brief farewell, this crown prince, the new god of strife, finally embarked on his journey home alone!
He arrived alone in the long-silent city of Xuanfeng.
This city, which has witnessed several major battles, is filled with broken walls and ruins. Although it is scarred and devastated, it still stands tall!
Perhaps Suspended Peak City sensed the return of its master.
In the dark and silent city of Suspended Edge, scenes from the past suddenly reappeared.
The warriors of yesteryear, the friends of yesteryear, their phantoms appearing one by one, their faces bearing familiar smiles, welcoming the return of their mortal enemies.
They welcomed him back and prepared fresh red pomegranate juice for him.
Amidst the laughter and joy of the past, he saw glimpses of what once was.
The shouts on the training ground, the clinking of glasses at the victory banquet, and the gentle admonitions of a mother.
...
Wan Di stepped up the stairs one by one, his steps steady, each step seeming to tread on the hearts of everyone present.
The battles of the past, the people of the past, shouted loudly, their voices piercing through time and space, welcoming the birth of a new god.
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
The cheers were exhilarating and filled me with excitement.
At this moment, even on the Douluo Continent, many people, either gripping their weapons or raising their fists to the sky, shouted loudly:
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
"Son of Goergo, crowned in blood!"
At this moment, the whole world was filled with only this one voice, a voice that stirred up immense passion.
It makes you want to put on armor, grab a weapon, and step into that thrilling battlefield!
"What the hell is going on? Has Wan Di attacked?"
Little Gray Fur poked its head out from under the covers, its hair all messy, and its voice heavy with sleepiness.
She had just fallen asleep in bed when she was woken up by a huge commotion outside!
The firefly beside her rubbed her sleepy eyes, which were still slightly watery, and looked outside in confusion.
Is it any wonder people can't get any sleep in the middle of the night?
She had just lain down and hadn't even fallen asleep yet!
However, Mimi slept very comfortably.
Despite the commotion, she didn't even flinch.
The little guy snuggled into the gray-haired little thing's arms, all fluffy, just like a little dumpling.
But the people outside have no idea how Little Gray Hair and the others feel.
They were now filled with fervor, their blood boiling and ready to burst into flames; they felt restless if they didn't shout something out.
Deep within the city of Suspended Edge, Wan Di sat alone on the crimson throne beneath the dimly lit hall.
He leaned back on his throne, resting his chin on his hand, his eyes cold as knives as he stared at the gates of Xuanfeng City.
Beneath those dilapidated ruins, an endless stream of black tide monsters surged forth!
The monsters roared, swarming like a tide, trying to devour the lonely city.
His eyes were cold and full of contempt.
With his own strength, he held back the massive Black Tide, buying more time for the people of Ohma in the rear!
What a tragic story!
At this moment, countless soldiers guarding the frontier were filled with excitement!
They felt that only a king like this was worthy of their following!
Instead, the powerful empires, those high and mighty royal nobles, sent these cannon fodder to the front lines of the Spirit Hall's battles for their own imperial power!
Regardless of whether the Spirit Hall will start a war in the future.
These ordinary people, whether they were from the Spirit Empire or the two great empires.
They were the ones who died the most.
They followed these people, feeling that fighting was meaningless.
If they were real men, they would believe that their emperor and the soul masters of the three major sects should personally take to the stage and fight against the Spirit Hall!
Why drag these ordinary people into this?
Even if they win, will they get the benefits?
Even if we defeat them, they'll still die!
Immediately, many people objected!
It's better to go home and enjoy the warmth of your wife, kids, and bed.
The stories unfolding on the sky are a mix of joy and sorrow.
Wan Di is heading to Xuanfeng City, and it's likely he won't be traveling with Xiao Huimao and the others for a long time to come.
This parting might even be forever.
To save Tibo and Tinning and allow them to leave, Tian stayed behind to cover their retreat.
Although they eventually found him, Tian was exhausted and left them first, turning into a cute rag doll!
Although Tibo and his companions lived for a very long time and acquired a great deal of knowledge.
However, their memories gradually faded, and they could no longer recall many things.
That's why Tibbo, Tien, and Tien went to the Abyss of Fate to seek help from the Titan of Time, Oronis.
However, the Titans of Time were killed by the Firewalkers and their souls were destroyed, so they could not find the memories they wanted.
Tian also suffered a fatal injury that time, and was now exhausted and had to leave them.
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