Douluo: I became Qian Renxue's follower and was forced to become a god

"I can absolutely..."

Dashi wanted to continue speaking but was interrupted by the jailer.

"What are you doing? I let you out for some fresh air so that you can work on your sewing machines and make smoke, not so that you can chat about life and ideals here!"

The jailer dispersed them: "Hurry up, there are still ten minutes!"

"How come it's so fast?" Dai Mubai looked up at the sky sadly.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a group of flying soul masters flew over the prison and headed towards the south.

"It was these damn flying soul masters who brought me to this prison!" A shifty-looking man beside Dai Mubai cursed.

"I heard they are from the Angel Legion."

"Hehe, they are just a group of flying soul masters with wings." The man said, "If they were really soul masters with angel spirits who captured me, my life would be worth it. A group of guys who haven't even grown all their hair yet, if they didn't have those offensive soul guides in their hands, how could they capture a soul saint like me?"

Dai Mubai's expression was slightly startled. He could tell that this man had the accent of the Xing Luo Empire.

It's not surprising that the Spirit Hall has infiltrated the Xingluo Empire, but it's not easy to capture a Soul Saint alive in this era. Zhao Wuji challenged the Spirit Hall's bishop when he was a Soul Emperor, but he was still at large.

"The Star Luo Empire is really in danger this time!" This thought flashed through his mind instantly.

The Tiandou Empire and the Spirit Hall are on good terms, so if a war really breaks out, can the current Xingluo Empire stop it?

Even if the priests of the Spirit Hall and the Titled Douluo elders do not take action, can the iron-blooded army of the Star Luo Empire withstand the bombardment of soul guides?

"Howl!" He growled and ran towards the depths of the prison.

"What is this fallen eunuch Dai doing madly?" the man just now sneered.

In less than a minute, the sound of sewing machines running frantically could be heard in the labor camp.

"He...he doesn't want..." the man said dryly, "to have his sentence reduced, right?"

"Haha, sentence reduction? Bullshit reduction! Pah!" Another prisoner spat in disdain, "Those who were sent to the sewing machine factory are all rapists. This kind of prisoners are the most unwelcome in prison, and the Spirit Hall will not grant them sentence reductions."

Dai Mubai's idea was very simple. In his opinion, the current Xingluo Empire should be their last base - after all the Poseidon Douluo on Poseidon Island were killed by the Spirit Hall.

Moreover, the reborn Dai, Zhu, and Ma Hongjun did not think that Tang San was safe after being thrown into the City of Slaughter. There must be something fishy going on.

Therefore, he also wanted to return to the Xing Luo Empire as soon as possible.

Yu Xiaogang had the same idea as him.

He stood at his workstation, looking like an autistic man concentrating on his work.

"Many people in this prison were captured by the Spirit Hall's Spirit Master Corps, but there are also many people who are dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall who are still outside." The master knocked on the iron block on the workbench with one hand, "When the time comes, we can completely use the Xingluo Empire as our base..."

In the following time, the accidental encounters between Yu Xiaogang and other Shrek people became more secretive. They even developed a method of communication by "tying a piece of cloth with a secret code on the prison fence".

They are like a group of small-town ambitious people, dreaming dreams that don't quite match their identities.

Three months later.

"I've made up my mind, that's it!" Dai Mubai was furious.

During one of his walks, he leaned against the fence and gently dug a small hole in the ground with his feet, and a broken bone in his hand fell into it.

Ten minutes later, another prisoner came here, pretended to fall, took out the bones inside, and handed them to Flanders.

At night, Flanders and Ma Hongjun, who were imprisoned together, pried open the bone they got from their younger brother and found a small ball of paper inside.

From the next room came the voice of Dai Mubai being scolded by the cell boss. Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and opened the paper ball. It was filled with densely packed small words, as if it contained the biggest secret in the world.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

"Hongjun, what did Mu Bai write?" Flanders asked in a low voice.

Ma Hongjun immediately swallowed the paper ball into his mouth and let it disappear into his stomach.

Dai Mubai’s plan was a bit too scary, and it didn’t seem like something he could understand at his current age - if we look at it from the perspective of Ma Hongjun when he was fourteen years old in this life.

"I already know how the Dai and Zhu families of the Xingluo Empire have avoided producing deformed offspring during their thousands of years of union." Dai Mubai's note said, "This involves a secret genetic technology that I researched in the God Realm..."

"This technology does not exist now. The second prince of the Xingluo Empire, who is also my second brother, is a deformed moron, so he was dealt with by my father."

"In short, because the system of the Xingluo Empire does not allow for the emergence of idiots, I studied this genetic technology when I was in the God Realm. Xiao San and I are the only ones who know about this."

"More than 6,000 years later, the two continents collided, the Dai family declined, and the Xu family rose to power. I secretly passed this technology to Douluo Continent, helping the Dai family at that time to consolidate the power of their bloodline martial spirits, allowing them to survive with powerful military power and avoid being killed by the royal family at that time. It even contributed to the Xu royal family's awe of Shrek Academy."

"Now, when we get out and reunite with Xiao San, we will replicate this technology and create super soldiers for us."

The small word ended here, but Ma Hongjun couldn't guess what he was going to do specifically.

This technology may really be able to effectively prevent the birth of deformed babies.

But even so, it would take a lot of time to train an army of soul masters. Do they really have so much time to train warriors?

There is no other way, I can only do this for now. Ma Hongjun was thinking to himself.

Otherwise, according to the current development speed of the Spirit Hall, they would not be given as much time as they had in their previous life.

Moreover, they not only need the support of the chosen ones, but also real fighting power.

They must quickly accumulate the capital in their hands in the coming period of time.

……

At the same time, Bibi Dong in the Pope's Palace gently opened her eyes.

"There is a negative force. What's going on?" She frowned slightly. "Is it coming from the inside of Wuhun City? The October Saint is not in Wuhun City now. It's not her dark side's martial soul power, nor is it the ghost elder. This power even makes me feel a little familiar."

Could it be that Rakshasa is looking for a new god? She thought uncertainly.

Because she actually felt that this power was very obscure, even her peerless peak-level mental power found it difficult to locate it.

If Wuhun City itself was not blessed by the divine light, this absolutely opposite force would not necessarily appear.