Death group, starting from Dragon Ball

Chapter 42 Target, Tiandou Empire

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While enjoying the afternoon tea, the Holy Master began to feel slightly sleepy without realizing it.

There was no one to disturb her, the sky was dark, and there was a strange arc on the lips of the awakened Holy Master. The soul power level in her body had also reached level ninety-nine, and she was almost ready to do things.

After six years of inquiring, she knew the wealth of various forces on the mainland, waiting for her to harvest them one by one.

It's a pity that no time-related treasures can be found in this world to provide her with time wealth.

She is only a little bit away from leaping to the next level of life.

She is only a short time away from being omniscient and omnipotent.

A shoddy and weakened version of the omniscient and omnipotent, similar to the weakened billions, billions, billions... of the mythical Da Luo. At least in the eyes of mortals, the Holy Lord is omniscient and omnipotent.

The Holy Lord stood up slowly, and at some point, thirty-seven cloaked figures appeared around him. They were the titled Douluo that the Holy Lord had stitched together.

Hidden under the black cloak are pieces of stitched tissue from unknown soul beasts. Each piece of flesh and blood tissue imprisons a martial soul, an artificial martial soul transformed from the soul of the soul beast.

In six years, the Holy Master perfected the martial soul stitching technology and created artificial soul rings. He only needed to copy the soul information of any soul beast to create soul rings in batches.

By charging the soul ring and diluting the soul power in the soul ring, the life of the soul ring can be adjusted and increased at will.

However, due to the scarcity of materials, the 100,000-year-old soul rings created are not stable. Most of them are scraps the moment they are created, and only a few good ones can be absorbed by soul masters.

Although the created hundred thousand year soul rings are rare, among the thirty-seven titled Douluo, those with soul power reaching level ninety-nine all have hundred thousand year soul rings, and the ones inlaid with stitched martial souls all have ten thousand year soul rings.

The soul rings of the remaining thirty titled Douluo are all black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red.

The stitching martial souls are all ten-thousand-year soul rings.

She has thirty-seven titled Douluo in her hands. I am afraid that the number of titled Douluo in the entire Douluo Continent combined is probably equal to hers.

What's more, the title Douluo in her hand has a soul ring configuration that cannot be easily compared to the title Douluo on the mainland.

Stepping on the air with bare feet and heading high into the sky, the Holy Master released his martial spirit.

I saw a small blue grass emerging from the center of her right hand.

Soul rings one after another rose from the feet of the Holy Lord, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, nine blue soul rings.

In fact, they are all red 100,000-year-old soul rings, but her martial soul is Blue Silver Emperor and blue grass, so the Holy Master dyed the soul ring to match the color suitable for blue grass.

One by one, the titled Douluo rose into the sky and arrived behind the Holy Lord in an orderly manner. They silently released their soul rings and watched the Holy Lord show off.

Although they are puppets, twenty titled Douluo among them voluntarily joined and voluntarily became the Holy Lord's puppets.

They were already old Contras, with only a few years left to live. They were not willing to just wait to be buried, so they naturally found the Holy Lord.

After all, the titled Douluo puppets under the Holy Lord are wandering around the Douluo Continent, with the slogan of not taking a stitch from the people, burning, killing and looting everywhere, leaving only needles and threads wherever they go, making a fuss. Do you wonder what this group of people are doing? News of harm is hard to come by.

After joining the Holy Lord, although life and death depended on the pretentious girl in front of her, and even turned into an ugly monster that was neither human nor ghost, it is undeniable that they have become titled Douluo, possessing Unparalleled vitality.

They can live for at least another thousand years!

In the past, they would turn into loess and white bones in at most two hundred years, and their lifespan of one thousand years could only be achieved by Extreme Douluo whose soul power exceeded level 99. They had never thought about it.

Although he has lost his freedom now, fortunately, he only needs to complete the tasks assigned by the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord does not interfere in the private life of his subordinates.

Sure enough, the Holy Lord is a good leader and a good senior.

As for those who are ignorant of current affairs, they are not as lucky.

Beat him to death directly, erase his intelligence, and make him into a suture puppet.

The Holy Master, who was ready to show off, slowly raised his right hand.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and countless thunder elements gathered together, like light bulbs, lighting up the small village.

The villagers who were getting ready to sleep at home ran out to watch the excitement.

They didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. They only knew that the god-like existence in the sky was the soul master living in the village.

Boom!

The tired elements turned into a thunder pillar, which seemed to penetrate this world!

In fact, she only destroyed her experimental base. After all, she was leaving to cause trouble and had no plans to come back. The Lord of the Experimental Results had no intention of taking advantage of others, so she would naturally destroy it.

The Holy Lord left and headed towards the Tiandou Empire.

All that was left behind were some soulless ordinary people and chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep within a radius of dozens of miles, but it did not cause much damage.

(End of this chapter)