Chapter 139 The Fallen God
The Nightmare Douluo who fell to the ground was still breathing only because of his powerful mental strength. But even though he only had one right hand that could move, he still raised it to the air unconsciously with a fanatical smile on his face.
A vague and hoarse sound came from his throat, like crying or laughing wildly. Even though his body was bleeding, he still struggled to crawl towards the crack, "Hahaha, cough cough, I, I found it, I found it!"
"Is this what you are looking for?" Wang Nan took two steps forward and asked, trying to get more out of Sleepy Nightmare Douluo.
However, Nightmare Douluo just used one hand to support his body and slowly crawled forward, as if he was answering Wang Nan, or as if he was talking to himself, "I found the opportunity to become a god..."
Wang Nan's eyes fixed and he looked up at the crack in the sky.
Dark blood continued to flow out of Sleepy Douluo's mouth, soaking his clothes. But he finally stopped moving, but his eyes were still full of fanaticism as he stared at the crack.
The chance to become a god...
Wang Nan looked at the crack in front of him, feeling the negative emotions and powerful force contained in it.
Just this little leak made Wang Nan faintly feel the powerful aura of Moon. If there was really a chance to become a god after this, Wang Nan had no doubt about it.
No wonder, no wonder the Holy Spirit Church sent people here at all costs, and even sent Titled Douluo with similar spiritual detection abilities. If they were looking for the possibility of becoming a god, it would not be surprising to send such people. In other words, sending only one Titled Douluo was still a bit conservative.
A golden-red light flashed, and Ma Xiaotao's figure appeared beside Wang Nan. Looking at the crack in space, her brows unconsciously frowned.
"How are you feeling?"
"It's okay, I just had a headache, but I'm fine now."
"Well, it's good that nothing serious happened." Wang Nan said, and turned back to look at the space crack. The aura in it was no longer as strong and dangerous as before, but it was still releasing malice continuously.
In the distance, two beams of light were approaching, and two soul masters, a man and a woman, stopped in front of Wang Nan.
"Junior brother, is this the distress signal you sent out?" The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with eight soul rings flashing around him, obviously a Soul Douluo.
What Wang Nan had sent into the air before was the distress signal from the Shrek Supervisory Group. The two people in front of him should also be disciples who graduated from the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy.
"That's right, thank you for coming to the rescue, brother."
"That's okay, but I didn't expect that my two junior brothers and sisters have already dealt with the enemy." The evil aura here continued to spread. The middle-aged soul master looked around and saw Sleepy Nightmare Douluo lying on the ground.
"It was just luck." Wang Nan replied, and then looked around. Jialing Pass was already brightly lit, and many eyes were looking over here. The battle just now had obviously alarmed many people, but no one dared to get close to take a look until the battle was over.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, you are too modest. In the battle between soul masters, luck is also a part of strength. By the way, my home is not far from here. I see that you two junior brothers and sisters have just experienced a great battle. Do you want to come to my home to rest for a while?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. I still have tasks to attend to at the academy. I will come and bother you if I have the chance in the future."
"Okay, in that case, I won't bother you two anymore and will take my leave now." The middle-aged man bowed and pulled the female soul master beside him away.
It was not until they walked a long way that the female spirit master spoke up, "Brother, why didn't you take action just now? They just experienced a great battle, so they are definitely not our opponents."
"Haven't you watched the last Soul Fighting Competition? Those two are not easy to deal with. We..." As he was speaking, the middle-aged soul master finally reacted and suddenly turned his head to look at his companions. "Brother, what's wrong with us?" The female soul master's eyes also became clear, and he realized what he had just said.
"We must have been affected by something." The middle-aged man looked back, but he could no longer see Wang Nan and Ma Xiaotao at such a far distance, and a trace of fear flashed through his mind.
"What's wrong with you?" Wang Nan was thinking about how to deal with this space crack, when he suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with the aura of Ma Xiaotao beside him. His mental power suddenly shook, which made her wake up again.
"Ah!" Ma Xiaotao cried out softly, "I feel like I'm having an attack of evil fire again."
Upon hearing this, Wang Nan looked towards the space crack.
Ma Xiaotao's martial spirit has completely transformed into the ultimate fire. The so-called ultimate means that there is no impurity at all, and the evil fire has naturally disappeared. She can only have this feeling because of the influence of this space crack.
only……
Wang Nan's gaze unconsciously turned towards Jialing Pass in the distance, where there were ordinary people. If even Ma Xiaotao was affected, how could those soul masters and ordinary people with lower cultivation levels avoid it?
"Xiao Tao, please go back to the academy and ask Master Xuan to come here."
"What about you?"
"I don't seem to be affected by it. I want to try to prevent this aura from spreading out, otherwise it will be bad for ordinary people to be affected."
"Okay, be careful." Ma Xiaotao was not a procrastinating person, and she did not act out any scenes like "You go!" or "I won't go!" She just flapped her wings and left.
Wang Nan's body flew into the air, and his Soul Saint cultivation was enough to allow him to stay in the air for a short time.
When he slowly approached the space crack, he felt the true nature of the aura inside.
Darkness, evil, resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions including greed, killing, and lust spread from here to the surroundings.
Wang Nan raised his left hand and directed his mental power towards the nine-colored teardrop-shaped crystal.
"Ah, I feel the breath of a god..." As the Dragon God's Tears emitted nine-colored light, the Dragon God's sigh rang in Wang Nan's ears.
"Which god is this?"
"This god should have fallen, and even his throne has been shattered. Well, if I'm not mistaken, this should be the breath of the Rakshasa God."
"God Rakshasa..."
“Yes.” Seeing that Wang Nan did not respond, the Dragon God thought that Wang Nan did not know this god, so he took the initiative to introduce, “Rakshasa God is the god in charge of evil thoughts. He controls the power of the most evil and resentful killing. He controls all the evil in the world and also represents all the negative emotions in the world.”
"If the throne of God is broken, who will fulfill the duties of this God?"
"This……"
(End of this chapter)
