Douluo's full-time soul master

In the battle that followed over the next few days, Xue Qinghe gradually discovered that his own strength was seriously insufficient.

Yes, since Megan asked Xue Qinghe to come here for the decisive battle, Megan's real base camp must be here.

Therefore, Xue Qinghe's expeditionary force is likely to face the entire force of the Cursed Legion.

The attrition in the battle was very serious, and two Contras had even died.

And the endless new types of troops emerging everywhere are enough to make most people in the expeditionary force feel deep despair.

The giant stitched monster, the extremely destructive psychic lich, the bat demon that covers the sky, the giant skeletal dragon...

If there is no turning point, I am afraid that the outcome of waiting for Xue Qinghe and his expeditionary force will be total annihilation.

"I am willing to pay the price of my soul in exchange for the power to defeat the Cursed Legion." Xue Qinghe said in the main castle of the base.It already seemed like some kind of crazy prayer.

Miraculously, a voice actually responded!

"With your soul, you can exchange for the power to defeat Megan and his army. Ah, this is fair. Are you sure you are willing to exchange?"

"Yes, I am so willing!" Xue Qinghe's answer seemed to be talking to himself. After all, he was the only one in the command room of the main castle.

As if everything had been planned in advance, Xue Qinghe felt that his whole body was full of strength as soon as he finished speaking.

Flame, torch!

Yes, I am the flame, I am the torch!

This kind of hot feeling has not happened for a long time. Ever since he came to this extremely cold continent, the warmth has been insulated from him.

"I feel that my whole body is full of power!" Xue Qinghe shouted like a sober lunatic, making the guard guarding the door tremble with fear!

Xue Qinghe counted the few people left. From Contra to Great Soul Master, there were only more than 100 people. "Everyone, listen, I made a deal with the god here. He gave me immortal power to destroy enemies. Now, follow me and rush into Megan's lair. Everything will end today!"

So, in a desolate but tragic atmosphere, these more than a hundred people left the base like desperadoes and rushed towards Megan's base.

It's very dramatic. Xue Qinghe actually defeated Megan by relying on the power gained from selling his soul.

When the last soldier brought by Xue Qinghe fell on the battlefield, there were not many of Megan's soldiers left.

Xue Qinghe didn't know whether the control of his body still belonged to him, he only knew endless killing.

He raised his sword with both hands and used the terrifying power that he didn't know where to come from to suck Megan's last few minions dry.

"Devil," he said to Megan, "you have no way to escape, come and end it!"

Megan just smiled contemptuously, stretched her wings, and asked slightly sarcastically: "Oh? Did you make a deal with some god here? Let me guess what the price you paid was. Is it your soul? ?Then did that god tell you that I am..."

Xue Qinghe strode forward and pierced his heart with his sword. "He told me that you will be the soul killed by my sword."

Megan's pupils were dilated and her eyes were filled with disbelief. "No! How dare he-"

When the sword blade was pulled out, Megan didn't even leave a body behind, but turned into a wisp of black smoke with the outline of a bat, dissipating in the snow with the biting wind.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Xue Qinghe looked at the corpses on the ground, and what he was thinking was no longer controllable by him.

Whispers, soul-devouring whispers filled the ears of the young crown prince.

The white snow gradually covered the traces of the decisive battle just now, and everything you looked at was white.

Blind, snow blind...

Finally, wandering aimlessly, the unbearable whisper of madness swallowed up Xue Qinghe's last trace of reason and nobility.

He raised his sword to the sky, and all the dead people struggled to stand up again...

. . . . . .

Three months later, Tiandou City held a warm reception ceremony.

It is said that the expeditionary force led by the Imperial Crown Prince Xue Qinghe returned triumphantly, and Emperor Xueye summoned almost all the princes and nobles of the Tiandou Empire to Tiandou City to support him.

Xue Qinghe stopped all his troops outside the city gate and only brought two knights into the city.

The atmosphere in the whole city was very festive, but no one could figure out why His Highness Xue Qinghe, the protagonist of this ceremony, was silent and looked gloomy.

He was the great hero who personally defeated the Legion of the Curse, the mastermind behind the Western Plague!

Isn't this something to be happy about?

When Xue Qinghe entered the palace area, he looked up and saw the rose petals scattered in the sky, but he felt nothing at all.He was driven forward only by the whispers.

The whisper shouted, asking him to hurry up to the hall and complete his mission.

Therefore, although Xue Qinghe unconsciously reached out to catch a rose petal, he only rubbed it briefly in his hand and then threw it away.

No one noticed that the rose petals Xue Qinghe caught were bright red, but when they were thrown out, they were a terrifying death gray.

Xue Qinghe didn't wait for the official to open the palace door, but pushed it open on his own impatiently.The two knights who followed him followed suit, but did not step into the hall, but stayed in front of the door.

"My child, you are finally back. First of all, it's good that you are safe." Emperor Xueye smiled happily.

Xue Qinghe kneeled down on one knee with his sword in hand, but never looked at anyone in the eyes.

He is deliberately avoiding it.The whisper asked him to avoid it.

Therefore, Emperor Xueye continued: "You have paid too much for our empire, even beyond the limit of your age. Take a good rest for a while. The consumption of this expedition is extraordinary, but the ministers will Gradually it will be settled for you."

At this time, Xue Qinghe suddenly raised his head, stood up, and ascended the throne with his sword.

Because he moved so fast, Emperor Xueye didn't even have time to think about what was going on. "Child, what do you want to do?"

"Inherit your throne, father." Xue Qinghe replied, and then stabbed the sharp sword in his hand into the chest of Emperor Xue Ye.

After pulling out the sword, the crown spilled into the hall along with the blood.

At this time, other people in the entire palace realized what had just happened.

An angry Contra Imperial Guard tried to stop Xue Qinghe, but was killed by Xue Qinghe with a sword. Then he stood up again and turned into an undead monster.

The two knights who had stopped at the entrance of the hall stopped pretending and joined in the massacre of Xue Qinghe.

All the nobles in the entire hall were spared.

The armies outside the gates of Tiandou City are actually undead armies.At this moment, they have sealed the city gate and entered the city to wreak havoc...

"This empire will be destroyed." Xue Qinghe's voice spread throughout Tiandou City, where victims were everywhere. "Above the ruins, a new order will be born. It will shake all the foundations. Come madness, come catastrophe, come! Endless night!"