Douluo's holy sword

In Wuhun City.

In front of the Pope's Palace, the guard's eyes blurred, and he saw two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"This is... Elder Ju and Elder Gui!" The guard was startled and quickly saluted.

"Okay, excuse me, is His Majesty the Pope inside now?" Ju Douluo didn't bother to talk nonsense, and went straight to the topic.

"This... His Majesty the Pope has gone into seclusion. Before the retreat, His Majesty the Pope ordered that she must not be disturbed..." The guard looked a little embarrassed.

"Has it already started?" Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other.

The two hesitated for a while, but under the influence of Bibi Dong's growing power, they still had no intention of disturbing her.

"By the way, two elders, the Pope has ordered you to go to the front line as soon as possible once you come back."

"Has the war already started?" Ju Douluo frowned.

"Exactly, at this moment, the two major legions of our Spirit Empire have assembled on the front line, and several major legions including the Holy Dragon Legion are also in preparation."

"Holy Dragon Legion..." Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo had strange expressions on their faces.

The Holy Dragon Legion was a large-scale soul master legion originally composed of disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect and Holy Dragon Sect. In terms of combat power, it was firmly ranked second among the major legions of the Spirit Empire.

But that was just before...

"Whether the Holy Dragon Legion can be formed now is a question..." Ju Douluo secretly slandered.

The suzerain, the new titled Douluo Tuobaxi died, and the Zongmen resident encountered a once-in-a-hundred-year earth dragon turning around. Such a big change, and I can't manage my own affairs for a while, so how can I still participate in the outside world? among things.

Not to mention, there is a "Knights of the Round Table" there...

No matter how they look, they don't look like they are with the Holy Dragon Sect!

Even, maybe, now the Holy Dragon Sect has...

"Holy Dragon Legion...can be renamed Elephant Armor Legion..." Ghost Douluo shook his head slightly.

"Okay, who is in charge of the front line now?" Ju Douluo pondered for a moment and nodded.

The news of the Knights of the Round Table must be notified in time.

Since the Pope is currently in retreat, it would be a good idea to inform the frontline commanders.

"The great elder is in charge." The guard whispered.

"Old Yu..." Ju Douluo had a strange expression on his face.

"He understands legion command?"

That old thing is a little older than them, and he has known how to tease his grandchildren every day these years, with such a meek temper, he is still in command at the front...

He knows nothing about fighting!

"Ahem, among the frontlines, the Grand Elder is the strongest..." the guard said cryptically.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo suddenly understood.

This is also a big drawback of the Spirit Empire dominated by soul masters.

Strength is respected!

If it is the two empires, then their commanders must be famous generals who have rich experience in war, can fight wars, and can fight holy wars.

However, if it is the Spirit Empire...

Where do they have such talents!

Moreover, such talents are generally not too strong as soul masters. This kind of person cannot stand out in the somewhat deformed atmosphere of the Wuhun Empire.

The strength is too low to convince the crowd at all!

Therefore, the name of the commander-in-chief can only be given to the most powerful person, and it is not the turn of others.

Of course, once they really need to command, most of these "commanders in chief" also have self-knowledge, will not mess around, and will ask the "consultants" around them...

"Okay, there's no need to delay, let's go there now." Ju Douluo said immediately.

According to the original arrangement, by the time they arrive at the battlefield, the war may have already begun.

At this moment, the Tiandou Empire is on the front line.

Inside the military tent, the rare Grandmaster in military uniform looked at the documents in his hand with a dull expression on his face.

After a while, a person opened the curtain and entered.

"Xiao Gang, are you still watching? Take a break." Flender, who was also dressed, said.

"No, there are still many things to be dealt with..." The master pinched the bridge of his nose.

"The work is endless, you don't have to carry everything by yourself." Flender said lightly.

Compared with the master, he was much more natural. He skillfully found some bottles and cans under the position of the master, and then made tea.

When people reach middle age, they can't help themselves, soak wolfberries in the thermos.

Flanders took a nice sip of his health tea and let out a sigh of relief.

"You bastard, obviously belongs to me, but you seem to be more like the master than me." The master said helplessly.

"What about the second dragon?"

"I'm going to get you supplements." Flender said without looking back.

"You work overtime every day and don't eat or sleep. Do you think Erlong doesn't feel distressed when you see him?"

"Hmph, that is to say, you are now a soul king anyway, otherwise... if you are still a great soul master like before, hehehe, I think you should be lying in bed and unable to get up by now!" Flender He hummed lightly.

With the master's current workload, he was really worried that his old friend would die suddenly at some point.

"Don't worry, I have a measure..." the master whispered.

"It's only because you're so measured!" Flanders sneered.

"Now, we have done what we should and can do. Once the war really breaks out... even with our strength, we can't influence anything at all."

"Even so, I still want to do something..." the master said bitterly but firmly.

"You..." Flender put down the water glass and sighed heavily.

You have always been preoccupied from the beginning, always thinking of one person carrying everything...

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore..." Flanders shook his head.

"Okay, now that you are in this position these days, you should know the detailed information about us and the Spirit Empire. So, tell me honestly, what are our chances of winning this war? !" Flanders straightened his back, his face solemn.

The master was silent for a moment.

"Less than forty percent." After a long time, the master whispered.

"So low?" Flender frowned wildly.

"You still think it's too little?" The corner of the master's mouth twitched.

"It's incredible for me to have such a chance of winning."

"Even if I don't say it, you should know the difference in combat effectiveness between our two sides."

"In terms of ordinary soldiers, our side has an overwhelming advantage. Only with the original power of Wuhundian and those small principalities attached to it, there is no way to match the two great empires."

"However, you also know that the most powerful part of the Spirit Empire has never been here."

"Soul master." Flender said in a deep voice.

"That's right, soul master! This is the key to the outcome!" The master shouted in a low voice.

"Now, based on preliminary statistics, the comparison of the number of soul masters between our two sides is about seven to three."

"We three, Spirit Empire seven!"

"So exaggerated?" Flanders was a little shocked.

"Wuhundian has been absorbing talents over the years, overtly and secretly, most of them are ordinary soul masters, plus the upper and lower four sects and a large number of small sects and clans...there is no exaggeration to have such a number. "The master was a little calm on the contrary.

"Moreover, preliminary estimates indicate that as the war progresses, once our side falls into a disadvantage, this proportion will increase. Those hesitant neutrals may also make a decision..."

"That's all for low-level soul masters, but it's not incomprehensible. Our side has excellent military talents that the Spirit Empire doesn't have. In terms of strategy and tactics, we can pull back a lot of disadvantages."

"However, the problem lies in the top combat power..."

"How much difference?" Flender asked.

"As far as the current situation is concerned..." Grandmaster raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the military tent, and landed on the Wuhun Empire camp in the distance.

"The combat power at the Title Douluo level can barely be equal."

"The Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are after all the second of the top three. The three Titled Douluo are all absolute powerhouses. With Ning Fengzhi's assistance, they can almost fight two with one."

"Especially Sword Douluo. He is probably the strongest one on our side now. At level ninety-seven, if he really fights for his life, he might be able to fight one against four."

"Plus those from the two great empires... barely."

"That's not right. There are more than a few titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall. Although Sword Douluo is strong, there are many who can restrain him, such as those in the Hall of Worship..." Flender asked in confusion .

"This is one of the reasons why we have a % chance of winning..." The master's face was a little strange and puzzled.

"As far as I know, this time, in the Wuhun Hall, all the priests in the worship hall refused to participate in the battle."

"What?" Flanders couldn't help but stand up, his face full of disbelief.

Of the seven priests in the Hall of Worship, each one is stronger than Bone Douluo, or even Sword Douluo.

This is almost equivalent to more than half of the high-level combat power of the Wuhun Hall. Tell me, they don't participate in the battle?

"It's unbelievable, but it's true." The master said in a deep voice.

"Could it be a conspiracy by the Spirit Hall?" This was Flender's first reaction.

"No, I don't think so. I know Bibi Dong. She is not someone who can play such tricks. Besides..." the master hesitated.

"This is not completely incomprehensible. After all, the Enshrining Hall is the only one in the Spirit Hall that is not under Bibi Dong's jurisdiction. It is only managed by that one..."

"Qiandaoliu!" Flanders said subconsciously.

"But why did he... wait! Qian Renxue! Ye Yao!" Flender seemed to realize something.

"I think, I'm afraid it's what the girl meant." There was a little gentleness and relief in the master's eyes.

"Ye Yao, kid..." Flender smacked his mouth.

"This time I really found a treasure!"

A girl is almost willing to go against her own family for a man.

With Qian Renxue's identity, once the Spirit Empire dominates the mainland, she can almost be said to be the next empress.

But even so, she made such a choice...

"That child, I'm afraid it's not easy now..." the master sighed.

As for what to say to make Qian Renxue fight back to their side...

Their girls have already withstood such a lot of pressure, and so much internal public opinion, they have reached this point.

If anyone dares to ask for something more, believe it or not, their golden holy dragon will directly spray the dragon's breath in the face.

I've never seen such a shameless person!

"Unfortunately, even if the Hall of Enshrinement does not participate in the war, it can only be maintained at this level." The master sighed softly.

Although the low-end combat power can make up for it, and the Title Douluo level's combat power can barely be equal, but the high-end combat power of Soul Sage and Contra is an overwhelming disadvantage.

At the soul emperor level and above, such a soul master, once on the battlefield, is a real killing machine.

If there is no soul master of the same level to stop him, then it will be like a tiger joining the sheep.

Master and Flender are very clear about this point.

What arrow rain, what sharp blades, spears, etc...

It still has a lot of deterrent effect on low-level soul masters, but unfortunately, it is completely useless against high-level soul masters.

Just like Zhao Wuji.

Not to mention that he is at the Contra level now.

Even if he was still at the level of a soul emperor many years ago, after being possessed by a martial soul, even if he just stood there, ordinary soldiers would never be able to break through his defense if they didn't hold the sharp blade made by a master craftsman.

what does this mean?

It means that once such a soul master enters the battlefield, he can start killing unscrupulously, and then retreat before his physical strength is exhausted.

Well, the problem is coming.

How many people can such a soul master kill before his physical strength is exhausted?

The master already has a rough figure in mind.

So, the battle is not optimistic at all...

"It's not a bad thing for Ye Yao and the others to go to sea." Flender said standing beside the master.

"If Sea God Island is really what you said, then they probably won't be able to come back within three to five years, and after three to five years... I'm afraid the overall situation will be settled."

If they win, then everything is easy to say, Ye Yao and the others can go back to their respective houses and find their own mothers.

However, once they lose...

"At least, they still have a place to stay." The master said quietly.

The two were speechless, just meditating silently.

"By the way, Xiaogang, I still have a question I haven't asked you." Flanders suddenly asked.

"What's the problem?" the master said calmly.

"If... I say, if... we really win this battle, you should know that for the defeated Wuhun Empire, especially their leader, Bibi Dong... what the three sects and the two major empires will do What kind of decision will be made?”

"So, can you calm down?"

The empress of the Wuhun Empire, the former pope of the Wuhun Palace.

The culprit who started this war.

At the same time, it is also the loser.

Maybe it's better to use another name to describe her.

War criminals!

But facing her like this, there will only be one end!

death!

The two empires, sects, nobles... no one would want her alive.

And Master, can you really be so cruel as to watch the woman you once loved die?

For this question, the master gave his answer.

"Perhaps I did love her once," said the master.

"But now, the one standing beside me is Erlong, not her."

"And the little bit of affection left between me and her... when she sent people to attack the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect and set off a war that swept across the mainland at the risk of the world, there was nothing left. "

Flanders turned his head, and he saw that the master's face was as cold and iron-blooded as if it were made of steel.

"Now, there is only one relationship between us..."

That is……

"enemy!"

Facing the enemy, our response to each other is only the sword in our hands!

"I hope so..." Flender stared at the master for a while before turning his head noncommittally.

Everyone can say nice things, but when this happens...

Xiaogang... I hope you don't...