Chapter 330 The Prelude to the War

Qiangu Huangyu stood on the rooftop of the building, the wild hot wind blew her long golden hair, her wine-red pupils looked into the distance, what came into her sight was the neat lines and the soldiers ready for battle.

Without the obstruction of the Extreme Douluo, the action of Beigong Li and his companions went smoothly. Those who took action were all Extreme Douluo Quasi-Gods. They had brought all the residents who remained in Mingdu back to the stronghold half an hour ago.

After the residents were brought back, Yu Haosheng immediately carried out a pre-war mobilization. Inspired by this, almost all the soul masters volunteered to join the defense line. Even those without soul power did what they could, such as transporting supplies.

Faced with the evil soul master, a public enemy against humanity, everyone temporarily put aside their past prejudices and joined hands to repel the enemy.

Qiangu Huangyu looked at the dense crowd downstairs and felt a little emotional for a moment.

"Huang'er, what are you looking at?" Gu Yuena walked gently from behind Qiangu Huangyu, and her pair of jade arms wrapped around Qiangu Huangyu from behind, hugging the person in front of her affectionately from behind.

"I just felt a little emotional for a moment. I didn't expect that I would have to go to the battlefield so soon." Qiangu Huangyu said lightly.

"Don't worry, didn't Qiangu Dieting say that it would never be our turn to go to the battlefield unless the front line collapses?" Gu Yuena said softly.

"That's true, but I have a weird feeling."

Qiangu Huangyu is the child of destiny chosen by the old lord of the plane. Protected by the plane, her premonitions have always been accurate and she trusts her own feelings very much.

"I've seen their defenses. With eight Ultimate Douluo, even Emperor Tian can't break in, not to mention that the Holy Spirit Cult definitely can't have someone as strong as Emperor Tian." Gu Yuena said.

As a being who fell from the god level to the mortal world, even though Di Tian no longer has the god-level power he once had, his combat experience and vision are extremely rich, which is by no means comparable to that of an ordinary quasi-god.

What's more, the human strongmen of this era are far less powerful than those of a hundred years later, and there is not even a single quasi-god at the peak.

Qiangu Huangyu said, "I hope so. I have asked Halosa to be on standby nearby. He can also take action when necessary."

"By the way, where did Sister Xueer go? I didn't even see her during dinner."

"He's busy flirting with his girlfriend, how can he have time to pay attention to us?" Hearing Qiangu Huangyu talking about Qian Renxue, Gu Yuena just laughed.

Qiangu Huangyu smiled and said, "Let them get along well. Yali is a rare angel of prayer spirit. I believe Sister Xue'er will seize the opportunity."

"Om-"

Just as Qiangu Huangyu and Gu Yuena were chatting, the alarm at the base suddenly sounded, immediately attracting the attention of both of them.

Qiangu Huangyu and Gu Yuena looked towards the end of the horizon at the same time, and a dark shadow spread like a surging tide.
The zombie army was so dense that it stretched as far as the eye could see. Their bodies were broken or twisted, and they gathered together and slowly approached the base.

"The people from the Holy Spirit Church are here!"

The broadcast in the base sounded immediately, and all personnel came to their corresponding posts as quickly as possible. Qiangu Huangyu and Gu Yuena quickly entered the combat command room. In addition to the two of them, almost all the players from the three forces, including Qiangu Dongfeng, Qian Renxue, Yun Ming, Cao Dezhi, and Yu Guanzhi, gathered here.

As the future of all major forces, it is naturally impossible for them to be thrown to the front line to serve as filler.

Yu Haosheng observed the movements of the Holy Spirit Church from afar through the big screen.

On the periphery is a vast army of zombies, and behind the zombie horde are the followers of the Corpse Emperor Li Renwang.

Compared with the neat formations and soul guide linkage devices of the Federation, the believers of the Holy Spirit Church were previously distributed in various industries in the Sun-Moon Federation. Most of them had not received professional training, so they naturally looked extremely loose.

But Yu Haosheng's eyes were still filled with worry. What he was worried about was certainly not the zombie army and the cultists. In his eyes, these people were just a mob.

What he really cared about were the three Ultimate Douluos from the Holy Spirit Church who entered Mingdu.

Finally, thousands of meters above the zombie army, a silvery-white crack suddenly appeared in the azure sky. The next moment, the sky cracked like a mirror, and three figures slowly emerged from it.

The figure on the left was hidden in a black robe, with a hood covering his head, so his face could not be seen clearly. One could only see two balls of green flames dancing where his eyes should be. The man stood on a large dark purple skull, looking very evil.

The man on the right was wearing a black cassock, with pale hair falling to his ankles. In his right hand he held a bone scepter with a dragon head. He was standing on a hundred-meter-long bone dragon, with a sturdy zombie standing behind him.

The figure floating in the middle appeared very simple. He was hidden in a black robe. Not only did he not have any mount, but even his aura was very peaceful. He looked like an ordinary person without soul power.

But no one dared to look down on him. With the two Ultimate Douluo, Ghost Emperor and Corpse Emperor, standing by his side, his identity was self-evident: the leader of the Holy Spirit Church, the Dragon King!
"All attacking soul guides aim at Lord Dragon and fire!"

At Yu Haosheng's command, countless soul guides were aimed at the Dragon King standing in the sky. In an instant, colorful soul guide rays and format soul guide shells shot out at the same time.

Faced with the oncoming soul-guided rays and fixed-type soul-guided shells, the believers on the ground immediately panicked. They believed that Li Renwang was real, but they were also afraid of death.

From chaotic street fighting to positional warfare, the believers instantly felt the difference in equipment. Previously, when they were fighting in the melee in the urban area of Ming City, they could still gain the upper hand with the cover of the zombie army.

Now, facing the overwhelming artillery fire, they were instantly panicked.

The Ghost Emperor and the Corpse Emperor stood on either side of the Dragon King respectively. Facing the artillery fire covering the sky like a curtain of fire, they had no intention of taking action.

Just when the artillery fire was very close to the Dragon King, the space in front of the Dragon King was suddenly torn apart, and a silver space storm swept around, actually absorbing all the artillery fire attacking the Dragon King.

"Is his grasp of the power of space so profound?" Yu Haosheng said in a deep voice in the combat command room, his brows tightly furrowed. As the number one person in the military, no one knew the power of the artillery better than him.

However, before Yu Haosheng could give further orders, an even more surprising scene occurred. A silver space crack actually appeared within the base's protective shield!
Without giving anyone time to react, the artillery fire that seemed like a natural disaster suddenly flew out from there, like an ancient god of death pouncing on all the lives in the base!
(End of this chapter)

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