Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

The Map of 360,000 Heavenly Soldiers, the magic treasure that General Jiutian Shatong possesses!

He drew the magic power of the Milky Way water and transformed it into countless elite soldiers and generals. With the mighty name of the God of Heaven, he controlled all kinds of monsters and evil spirits!

The divine soldiers hang in the sky, ready to slaughter the Dragon King!

However, this once again aroused the Dragon King's ferocity, and there was only one word left in the Dragon King's mind - kill!

The undefeated Dragon King will once again face the entire legion alone, and in this battle, he will surpass his limits and reach the pinnacle again!

"Giant dragon...Dragon King..."

Under the picture of heavenly soldiers, Chi Che stood on the shoulders of the general Jiu Tian Sha Tong, and saw one man commanding the heavenly army alone, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

The dragon shadow in front of her couldn't help but remind her of a giant dragon king among the gods, a dragon king who died in the war between gods.

However, this guardian spirit does not possess any divine nature, not even a trace of divinity.

Yes! Although Tiamat is called a divine spirit by many people in the underworld, the real gods know that she is not a real divine spirit.

"What is the name of this dragon?" Chi Che couldn't help but ask.

"Tiamat." Gavin responded proudly.

At the same time, the dragon spear in his hand split, and countless dragon scales shot out like missiles in the sky, exploding and engulfing countless heavenly soldiers.

——Exploding Dragon Scale

"Tiamat!" Chi Che pondered, because this name was exactly the name of the Dragon King she was thinking of, the Dragon King of the Yuliu God Clan, Tiamat!

“The soul has turned into a guardian spirit, and even the divinity has been completely erased…” Chi Che sighed inexplicably, recalling the scene of the war between gods in the past.

"At this moment, Tiamat can only be regarded as a beast martial spirit. I didn't expect that this person could use his power to such an extent. He is also a talent." Chi Che's gaze fell on Gavin again. As the spiritual power surged, a large number of heavenly soldiers poured out again.

"Then let me see how far you can go!"

"Well done!"

……

"There are three types of so-called divine martial spirits!" Tiezu held up three fingers and said calmly. "Since you want to know so much, it's okay to tell you."

The magic sword cut through the huge waves, and the iron soldier flew the sword proudly in the air.

Hearing this, Frode also stopped attacking.

“One, it is the manifestation of the power of the gods who are trapped in the human and underworld worlds and cannot return to the universe. Their real bodies cannot appear in the two worlds for various reasons, so they hide in certain small spaces and place part of their power in the bodies of spirit hosts, thus forming guardian spirits;

Second, the remaining souls or spirits of fallen gods take up residence in the bodies of spirit hosts and become guardian spirits;

The third is the projection of the power of the gods in the universe."

The iron soldier looked at Xila.

"Your guardian spirit is the second type...

A residual soul refers to one that still retains the power of the godhead, while a lost soul refers to one that has lost the power of the godhead.

Your guardian spirit is the remnant soul. Although it still has a trace of divinity, its divine power and even its memory have been lost." Tiezu said, stroking his chin.

"That's how you told me?" Frode was surprised by Tiezu's sudden explanation.

"It's not important information. It is recorded in many ancient monuments." Tiezuo put his hands behind his back and said indifferently.

“There is another reason. I cannot defeat this body in such a short time with its power. We might as well talk about it.

Let others worry about the task of finding the Xumi Divine Pearl."

"So, you are the third type, right?" Frode asked intently, but the Iron Soldier did not answer.

"Then why do you want to rob the Xumi Clan?" Frode spoke again. "Didn't you say you wanted to talk?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you."

After a moment, Tiezu finally spoke again.

“The Xumi Divine Pearl is one of the four divine pearls that drive the underworld.

But now the balance maintained by the underworld has been broken and has become a mess. It is sick..."

"What do you mean?" Frode frowned, vaguely feeling the coldness in Tiezu's words.

"What do you mean?" Tiezu replied as a matter of course: "If you are sick, of course you need to treat it. If the world is sick, of course you should destroy it and start over again!"

Although Tiezu's words were calm, they made Frode feel his extreme cold-bloodedness and indifference to life.

Is this God?

"That means all living things will die, right?"

"Of course!"

"Well, I can't let you succeed. After all, I am also a living being."

As soon as these words fell, the raging flood roared up again!

……

Tartarus Castle, the King's Chamber.

The heavy stone door slowly opened, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground, like the wailing of an evil ghost.

"Oh, No. 13, the guests are here!" A slightly lazy voice came from the darkness.

"Yes, Master, we have already prepared a welcome banquet for them."

As a sharp sound rang out, several rays of light rose from the darkness. They were flames that suddenly ignited, groaning and twisting in the brazier.

The dim flames tore through the darkness, and Honglian and the other two finally saw the scene in the darkness clearly.

I saw a throne standing in the darkness, and on it, a man was leaning his head with one hand, his eyes half open.

And under the throne, three figures stood aside, they were Joker XIII, Anubis and Nora.

"Azazel." Honglian spoke out the name of the man on the throne.

"Oh, judging from your tone, you knew I was the king of the Kingdom Organization? How dare you stay here!"

Azazel stood up from the throne and opened his mouth. A turbid and corrupt aura filled the entire space, and the air became as sticky as a quagmire.

"I stayed, of course, to kill you!"

The holy light bloomed and spread on the white wings, dispelling the corruption. The tall figure holding the holy sword suddenly sank into an orange light curtain.

next moment!

The orange light fluttered, and the holy sword was approaching the throne, heading straight for Azazel's head!

"Honglian, how dare you attack the master!"

Clown No. 13 screamed and raised his cane. A pentagram formation instantly rose up and blocked the holy sword.

——White Five-pointed Demonic Bite Formation

The spiritual formation rose up and easily blocked the holy sword. At the same time, the power of the holy sword was absorbed and turned into a ray of spiritual light that shot straight towards Tina.

Helplessly, Tina had to put away her sword, avoid the spiritual light, and escape into the orange light curtain again, returning to Honglian's side.

"Joker, I didn't ask you to interfere!" Azazel said coldly. "Leave Honglian to me."

"I'm sorry, Master! Honglian is too arrogant. He actually dared to attack you. Let me..."

Joker No. 13 bowed and started to speak, but was interrupted by Azazel.

"Thirteen, stop acting on your own! Don't think I don't know you want to kill Honglian. You clearly know that he has a part of my power in his body, and if you kill him I can't get it back, but you still have this idea. Do you want to rebel?"

Azazel glanced at Joker No. 13 coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"No, master. It's just..." Clown No. 13 immediately knelt down in fear.

"I'm just afraid that someone will take your dog's place." Anubis suddenly raised his lips and started to sneer.

Upon hearing this, Clown No. 13 was not angry, but responded: "Yes, yes, Anubis is right. I am just a dog of my master, and I am worried that my position will be taken away."

The body lying on the ground looked extremely humble, but deep in his eyes there was a coldness.

Anubis!

Laugh...keep laughing!

Do you really think that the trace of spiritual essence that Azazel gave you has completely erased the imprint of consciousness?

Sooner or later, you will be like me...