Douluo's Summoner

All of this falls in the eyes of one person.She was none other than Hu Liena, who had returned to Wuhun City.

As a saint of Wuhun Palace, she is Bibi Dong’s disciple.She has a deep love for Wuhun Palace.She didn't understand why her master made such a decision. As the person who knew the Death Cult best in Wuhun Palace, she knew that with the strength of Wuhun Palace, unless more than 20 titles were banned together, they could wipe out the Death Cult. high-level officials, otherwise, Wuhun Palace would have no chance of winning.

What's more, it's doubtful whether banning all accounts will wipe out the top leaders of the Death Cult.She also has no confidence.

Some things, no matter how detailed the information is, are better than seeing them with your own eyes.Neither Bibi Dong nor anyone else in Wuhun Hall had ever been to the Death Cult.Only after she had lived in the Death Cult for several months did she understand how terrifying the Death Cult was.

I pondered all afternoon and prepared my words.She finally arrived at the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong's room.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and knocked on the door several times.

"Come in!" Bibi Dong's voice came.

Hu Liena slowly opened the door and walked into the room.Turn around and close the door.She came to Bibi Dong and said, "Your Majesty, why do you want to attack the Death Cult?"

Bibi Dong's mood these days has been surprisingly good.Hearing this, she put down the memorial in her hand.He raised his head, looked at Hu Liena, and said with a smile, "What? Is there any problem?"

"We can't win!" Hu Liena said loudly.

Bibi Dong was slightly startled, looked deeply at Hu Liena, and suddenly smiled and said, "That's why we have to take action. If we wait a few more years, there will be no chance."

Hu Liena felt anxious and rushed towards the table, holding down the memorial on the table with both hands, and said excitedly, "Master, we can't win now. If there is really no chance, give up! Let's make peace with the Death Cult, Jing Shui Don't cross the river. Let's all be well, okay? Anyway, the purpose of the Death Cult's existence is for Mu Qing to become a god. When he becomes a god and leaves this world, everything we want to do will be much simpler. ."

"Presumptuous!" Bibi Dong said with a cold face, her good mood was instantly destroyed by her apprentice!She raised her head, looked at the anxious Hu Liena, sighed inaudibly, and said faintly, "I know what you said. However, today's Wuhun Empire has no way to put the brakes on. After the bloodthirsty A wolf cub will only keep looking for blood until the moment it dies, do you understand?"

"Master, even you can't control everything?" Hu Liena said excitedly.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed slightly, she never thought about real control.She was only responsible for feeding the newborn wolf cubs the first mouthful of blood.Then, the bloodthirsty wolf cub will go out to look for food on its own without her command.Until the end, towards destruction.

"Defeat the Death Cult, and the Wuhun Empire will be very sure of unifying the continent. The benefits then will be almost beyond your imagination. But now, what benefits can you give them to satisfy them?" Bibi Dong lay on the bed He said calmly on the backrest.

At this moment, a ridiculous idea suddenly came to Hu Liena's mind.She looked at Bibi Dong, whose face was calm, and suddenly thought.Perhaps the current scene is what Master really wants, right?

But, soon, she overturned her thoughts.How can a leader of a force always think about destroying his own force? Isn't this sick?

However, the seeds have been planted, and they will eventually grow into truly towering trees.

She lowered her head and took a few steps back dejectedly.After thinking for a while, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Master, I want to go to Death City."

"Oh? It doesn't make sense to me, so you want to lobby Mu Qing?" Bibi Dong said with a smile.

"I still want to try!" Hu Liena said firmly.

"Go!" With a wave of his hand, Bibi Dong said goodbye to Hu Liena.Looking at Hu Liena's back, Bibi Dong smiled, lowered her head again, and read the memorial.

At the same time, on the front line thousands of miles away, another battle of about a hundred people started in a corner of the battlefield.

Because a team sent by God gathered together and tried to cross the border with a team of thousands of believers.

As for the Death Cult, there was already a hundred-man team that had received the mission to bring them back.

The Death Cult made a move.Wuhundian naturally started to move.Soon, the two parties met together.

Looking at the people in the Wuhun Hall opposite, the leading centurion flashed a murderous look in his eyes and whispered, "These damn guys!"

"Captain, kill these heretics, right? Even if you die, you will only return to the embrace of the Lord." The vice-captain leaned into the centurion's ear and whispered.Yes, the beautiful warriors of the Death Cult are not afraid of death, because even if they die, their souls will enter the underworld along the line of faith.That is what the vice-captain said, return to the arms of the Lord.There are even many people who have seen dead souls.Only then did the believers understand why Mu Qing called himself the God of Death.

While you are alive, you belong to the gods in heaven.When you die, you will be under the control of Mu Qing.

The vice-captain's words suddenly broke the centurion's thoughts.He turned his head and glanced at the vice-captain with enthusiastic eyes.The centurion's eyes also lit up with fire.It is true that while alive, one cannot serve God.But what if he died?

The competition suddenly became fierce.After all, the group that dies first will always leave an impression in God’s heart.If you die too late, even gods may get used to it. Even if you want to leave a good impression, you may not be able to do it, right?

Thinking of this, the centurion sacrificed his martial soul and soul ring.Yellow, yellow, purple, three black.Seven soul rings, level 76, represent the strength of the disciplinary knights.

"Kill!" A low roar came out.The knight squad of hundreds of people instantly rushed towards the spirit masters of the Spirit Empire.

"This group of lunatics," the leader of the Spirit Empire said in a low voice.

Yes, in the eyes of the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire, the soldiers of the Death Cult are all a group of female lunatics.The two sides have fought countless times, and he has participated in nearly ten battles alone, but every time.The female warriors of the Death Cult all looked at death with a look of resignation.They are not afraid of death at all, and even look forward to and embrace death.

Of course, there are those who want to die and serve the God of Death.There are those who want to rely on military merit to advance step by step and reach the side of death.

The battle ended quickly.The leader who had survived nearly ten battles finally fell this time.In his eyes stained red with blood.The leader looked hazily at the sky above his head and breathed a sigh of relief.Completely closed his eyes.He no longer has to work hard to live.

The remaining dozen female warriors gathered around the centurion, supporting each other and looking around.A trace of disappointment flashed in the centurion's eyes.However, he quickly regained his composure.At this moment, a white light suddenly enveloped everyone, and their injuries quickly recovered.

The centurion and his remaining dozen men knelt down in a pool of blood and sincerely thanked Mu Qing.

They then continued on their journey to complete their mission.