Unexpected Reinforcements

"Brother, will we die?"

In the room on the second floor of the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Cold Stone Town, originally used for the 'Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony', Dong Mingwei pursed his dry, chapped lips and asked in a hoarse voice. ✊👊 ♟🐳

Dongming Yu didn't speak, he just shook his head.

Shaking your head?

Seeing his older brother's actions, Dongming Wei wanted to ask if he didn't know or if he was saying "I don't know".

But in the end, Dongming Wei didn't ask any further questions because he was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear.

Sitting by the window, Jiulan peered through a crack in the pane at the street outside and whispered, "Captain, do you regret it now?"

What is there to regret?

Naturally, it was a few days ago that, in order to save Aunt Ayimo's little Lingdang, he led the patrol team to surround and kill that Fallen Soul Master.

In that battle, not only did seven brothers who had been together day and night die on the spot, but nineteen others were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiulan had been taken in and taught by the legendary Master Ling for a period of time, receiving his true teachings in everything from emergency surgery to herbal medicine preparation, these nineteen brothers would probably have all died from their injuries.

Despite the heavy casualties, this group of ordinary people without Soul Power, for the first time ever, managed to kill a Power Attack System Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!

In everyone's mind, this is definitely a remarkable event worthy of being recorded in the history of the Douluo Continent!

Do you regret it?

Upon hearing this, Yi Linlie Ala Leiqi was sitting asleep, while the two brothers, Dongming Yu and Dongming Wei, were staring blankly at the ceiling. The others were in similar situations, either drowsy or looking dazed.

The Cold Stone Town Patrol Team originally consisted of 32 people. After deducting the seven who died in battle a few days ago, the remaining 25 people, including Yi Linlie, were reduced to 17 people in the room.

Including Dr. Jiulan, there are a total of eighteen people.

His gaze swept over everyone, Yi Linlie finally met the Jiulan who was looking over. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

If they hadn't intervened a few days ago, perhaps only Little Lingdang would have been harmed. But now, not only have fifteen members of the patrol team died, but because of the demons attracted by that Fallen Soul Master, it seems that thousands of people in the entire Cold Stone Town are going to lose their lives.

Even the five members of the Hall of Judgment Law Enforcement Team from the Spirit Hall —the Soul King Rank captain was severely injured by that demon with two blows, and two of the Four-Ring Soul Ancestor- level members died on the spot while covering their escape.

However, they didn't even manage to escape from Cold Stone Town before being driven into this Spirit Hall Branch by the demon's other subordinates.

Now, how long their Life can last is not up to them, but only depends on when that demon makes his move.

In this predicament, Yi Linlie, who had some talent in physical training but little education, couldn't understand why things had developed to this point.

He just wanted to save Little Lingdang!

Isn't this their patrol team's responsibility?

Noticing the confusion in Yi Linlie's eyes, Jiulan couldn't help but shake his head. Having studied under Master Ling for a period of time, he understood that this matter could not be simply judged as right or wrong.

Everything is simply due to the imbalance of power.

Because of their cultivation of the "Farmer's Three Forms" and the "Basic Body Tempering Technique," Yi Linlie and the others possessed powerful physiques, easily comparable to those of level six or seven Beast Martial Soul Scholar. Combined with the various weapon skills and team combat techniques they practiced during daily drills, their militia-like patrol team was almost on par with elite squadrons in the armies of the two great empires!

The patrol team led by Yi Linlie, who spent their days honing their physique and practicing combat skills, and occasionally went hunting in the forest, were so brave that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them fierce soldiers.

Master Ling once said, "With a sharp blade in hand, the desire to kill will naturally arise."

Although Yi Linlie and the others were unsure of their own strength level on the Douluo Continent, their burning courage allowed them to overcome any fear or timidity in battle. Their wildly beating hearts fueled their fearless charge, ultimately wearing down the Four-Ring Soul Ancestor level Fallen Soul Master to death.

Having witnessed many Soul Master in action during his time studying under Master Ling, Jiulan knew that in terms of combat power, more than half of the patrol team members were superior to those graduates of junior Soul Master Academy.

In a one-on-one fight, it's hard to say who would win, but in a life-or-death struggle, the ones who would survive would definitely be these patrol team members!

All students who can successfully graduate from the primary Soul Master Academy start as One-Ring Soul Master!

Those who haven't reached the One-Ring Soul Master can only drop out of school.

In other words, the Fallen Soul Master named Nige was actually ganged up on by about thirty One-Ring Soul Master.

Especially Yi Linlie, the captain of the patrol team, has a physique comparable to a level 10 Soul Scholar due to his own talent. His combat skills can easily defeat everyone in the patrol team. Combined with his "Shadow" Martial Soul, which, although it does not have Innate Soul Power, still has the ability to reduce its own presence, it can completely play the role of restraining Soul Master when the army surrounds and kills Soul Master.

But such power is futile against the impending crisis, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an egg striking a rock.

Yi Linlie has power, but it's not strong enough!

That's the biggest problem!

With a sigh of relief, Jiulan softly comforted him, "Don't worry, I've already sent a message up through my ' Blue Silver Grass ' Martial Soul. Knowing Master Ling's character, he'll definitely arrive as soon as he knows the situation here."

He paused, as if remembering something, and then continued, "Oh right, and about the Spirit Hall, didn't Lord Ge Sikete also report the situation here using the ' Wind Whisper Dove '?"

With the endorsement of the Soul King captain of the Hall of Judgment's Law Enforcement Team, the reinforcements who come to help will surely be able to defeat that demon!

"Clang--!!!"

Just then, a loud bang suddenly exploded overhead, interrupting Jiulan's words and attracting the attention of nearly two thousand men, women, and children in the two-story building of the Spirit Hall Branch.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, not daring to breathe, and could only pray silently in their hearts.

When Yi Linlie led the rest of the patrol team to the rooftop, they saw Wen Maoxiang, whose feet were adorned with five Soul Ring —two yellow and three purple—single-handedly blocking two Fallen Soul Master clad in black armor.

Bai Ge Four-Ring Soul Ancestor Master, stood in front of Nangong Yanxue, blocking a Fallen Soul Master was also wearing black armor.

As for Scott, the second-ring Great Soul Master and head of the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Cold Stone Town, he was currently struggling against a Fallen Soul Master with the assistance of three first-ring Soul Master level branch hall stewards.

Besides these four Fallen Soul Master, all of whom were at the Four-Ring Soul Ancestor level, there were three more Fallen Soul Master with imposing auras standing on one side of the roof.

Just as Yi Linlie was still considering who to support first, the one on the left of the three Fallen Soul Master suddenly spoke up in a sinister tone, "I heard that it was you lowly ants who killed that black-skinned bug, Nige?"

"That's right!" Upon hearing this, Yi Linlie's eyes flashed with determination. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and shouted, "I did this. It has nothing to do with anyone else in the town. If you want revenge, you can take my life! Just don't hurt anyone else!"

"..." *N

A cool breeze blew by, and everyone on the roof of the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Cold Stone Town, including those still fighting, were momentarily stunned.

Jiulan watched Yi Linlie figure, she raised her hand and covered her face.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't touching; it's speechless and embarrassed.

"Hehehe—" The Fallen Soul Master who had spoken earlier looked at Yi Linlie with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, and chuckled, "Being killed by such a naive ant, that bug Nige really doesn't deserve to die—"

After saying that, he looked up at the setting sun and shouted to Wen Maoxiang and the others who were fighting again, "Stop playing around. You know what will happen if you waste the master's time or disturb his enjoyment..."

"Oh? What kind of consequences? Can you show us?"

Just then, a fleeting but equally sinister voice rang out from the rooftop, startling everyone.

Yi Linlie was worried that the newcomer was in cahoots with these Fallen Soul Master, since the voice was exactly the same as the one spoken by the Fallen Soul Master just now, and neither of them were good people.

The Fallen Soul Master knew very well that the newcomer was definitely not from their side, because no one on their side dared to use such a joking and indifferent tone when talking about adults.

"Old Ghost, can you speak in a normal voice? You're making me think you're in cahoots with these bastards—"

Just as both sides were wavering, another soft, feminine voice rang out, reaching everyone's ears.

This time, everyone recognized the direction of the sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, on the edge of the rooftop opposite the Fallen Soul Master, two figures, one in gold and one in black, appeared and stood there silently.

One was a fair-skinned, bewitching blond man wearing light gold armor; the other was a black-haired man with a cold face and strange tattoos, wearing light black armor.

"Yue Guan—! Lord Gui Mei—!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Wen Maoxiang, drawing strength from who-knows-where, suddenly repelled the two Fallen Soul Master in front of him and exclaimed with delight.

"Little Wenzi, what a mess you look like—" The blond man named Yue Guan covered his mouth and smiled charmingly, teasing Wen Maoxiang.

Upon hearing this, facing this address that used to make him feel ashamed, Wen Maoxiang could only smile bitterly and say, "I'm sorry to have made Yue Guan laugh at me."

As he spoke, the bitterness in his eyes deepened as he thought of the two teammates who had died in battle to cover their escape.

Fortunately, with the arrival of these two adults, Wen Maoxiang's anxiety immediately subsided.

Even though he knew Ge Sikete had sent a letter asking for help, he didn't have much hope.

Because he knew what a powerful enemy he was about to face, and if the reinforcements were not strong enough, it would be tantamount to sending sheep into the tiger's den.

In the northern border of the Heaven Dou Empire, there are very few powerful figures from the Spirit Hall. Even in large cities like Snow Moon City and Heavenly Skywater City, the strongest person in the corresponding Spirit Hall Main Hall would not exceed Soul Saint, and it would be good if there were even a Soul Emperor.

Just like Cardinal Yao Qi, who has risen to prominence in recent years at the Spirit Hall, he was transferred from the Spirit Hall Main Hall Gengxin City to take up a post in Spirit City shortly after breaking through to the Soul Saint.

Therefore, Wen Maoxiang was actually prepared to die alongside the thousands of townspeople of Cold Stone Town. His continued resistance stemmed from two main reasons: firstly, his resentment and determination to make these Fallen Soul Master pay the price, even in death; and secondly, his desire to buy time. If the nearest Spirit Hall Main Hall Snow Moon City, was fast enough, Martial Spirit City might not be able to send anyone in time. However, the Martial Soul Temple in Heaven Dou City was a different story.

Even if these Fallen Soul Master have already slaughtered the entire Cold Stone Town by then, that will be enough time for the experts from the Heaven Dou Martial Soul Temple Fallen Soul Master arrive, catch them before they run far away, and eliminate these evils!

As soon as Wen Maoxiang finished his greeting, the people on the rooftop immediately determined whether the newcomers were friend or foe.

The three Fallen Soul Master who had been standing aside without making a move immediately stepped forward and summoned their respective Martial Soul. A bloody, Evil, and violent aura emanated from the three Martial Soul and their Soul Power, permeating the four-hundred-square-meter rooftop.

Two Five-Ring Soul King, one Six-Ring Soul Emperor, and the four Four-Ring Soul Ancestor who had attacked earlier—a total of seven auras resonated together, locking onto everyone on the rooftop, including Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who had just appeared.

"Old Ghost, these stinky guys are yours. They all stink to death. I don't want to have any contact with them." Yue Guan raised his right hand slightly, bent his index finger and put it under his nose, and said with a look of disgust.

"You said the same thing two days ago when we were hunting that ' Bloodsucking Demon Bat ' for the young master." Gui Mei glanced at Yue Guan and said irritably.

Despite saying that, Gui Mei did not object. A black phantom appeared behind him, and one Soul Ring after another immediately appeared under his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—!

The eight magnificent Soul Ring, even though their brilliance wasn't dazzling due to the nature of Soul Ring Martial Soul, were nonetheless undeniable in their significance.

Eight Rings, Soul Douluo!!!

"Gulp~" Yi Linlie swallowed hard. This person, whom he had just muttered to himself, whose voice sounded just like Fallen Soul Master and didn't seem like a good person, was not only a powerful figure from the Spirit Hall, but also an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo?!

This world is so magical!

Yi Linlie even had a feeling that he might have died in battle a few days ago, and that everything he was experiencing now was just a fantasy before his death.

but...

"Captain, this person's Martial Soul looks just like yours, it's both shadows~" Ala Leiqi whispered into Yi Linlie's ear.

Yi Linlie remained silent, giving Yi Linlie Ala Leiqi a blank look. Ala Leqi was a dignified Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, while he was just an ordinary person without Soul Power. What did it matter if their Martial Soul were the same?

On the other hand, when they discovered that Gui Mei was Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, the morale of the Fallen Soul Master plummeted.

As Fallen Soul Master, and currently still alive at that, these people are absolutely qualified at "changing their stance with the Fallen Soul Master".

Unlike Yi Linlie and his group who dared to charge even against strong opponents, none of the Fallen Soul Master had the will to fight when faced with a Gui Mei whose strength was on par with their master. Their eyes darted around, searching for a way to escape.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next step should be for these Fallen Soul Master to scatter and flee, with the Gui Mei using their speed to chase after them and kill them one by one.

However, at that moment, a delicate shout suddenly came from the direction of another small building about seventy or eighty meters away, and both Gui Mei and Yue Guan changed color.

Yue Guan, who was originally standing in place waiting for the Gui Mei to make a move, suddenly disappeared from the spot and reappeared on the roof of the small building.