Your Soul Power is Too Weak; It Seems You Are Not Worthy of Being Called the Greatest Defense in the World

Gu Rong was very puzzled at the moment.

He had deduced from intelligence gathered along the trade network of the Glazed Tile School that the target was an ice carriage departing from Heaven Dou City, moving roughly in the direction of the Far North border.

Yet after chasing all the way to the edge of the Far North, he saw nothing; that carriage seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The vast Far North is not easy to search.

Gu Rong stood in the wind and snow, gazing around for a moment before he too lost heart. Just as he was about to turn back toward the border fortress, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a pitch-black object flashing across the distant sky.

He looked closely.

The object was completely dark and round, surrounded on the outer edge by a halo spitting emerald-green flames, with a large blue-and-gold sword erected above it, skimming high across the sky behind him.

What on earth is that thing?

Gu Rong gazed at the metallic creation with a hint of curiosity.

Crafted entirely of metal, it radiated a special energy fluctuation, faintly giving off...

The feel of a storage Soul Tool?

Yet it was not entirely alike.

Soul Tool technology on Douluo Continent had long been lost, and the existing ones were basically auxiliary storage Soul Tools excavated from ruins.

Occasionally, special Soul Tool fragments had been unearthed from ruins, and according to speculation, those fragments might have come from long-lost offensive or defensive Soul Tools, but no one could piece them together and repair them.

Could this self-flying metallic creation before him be a complete offensive Soul Tool?

Gu Rong's gaze fell upon the large blue-and-gold sword above the Apollo Puppet, and the more he looked, the more he felt it resembled an offensive Soul Tool.

I'll take it down and have a look.

Gu Rong was immediately overjoyed. Amidst surging Soul Power, his figure lifted from the ground, pursuing the dark shadow flashing across the sky.

The Apollo Puppet simultaneously discovered the approaching figure from behind.

Immediately following,

to Gu Rong's astonishment, accompanied by a series of clanging metallic sounds, that round ball suddenly transformed.

It morphed into a pitch-black humanoid metallic creation, its armor covered with dark-gold patterns, carrying a huge blue-and-gold sword on its back.

It slowly raised its head, two crimson lights lighting up in the eye positions.

Indeed! Haha, this truly is an offensive Soul Tool that has never appeared before!

Bone Douluo's eyes lit up, and his heart surged with great joy:

Though I know not whether it operates autonomously or is controlled by someone, you belong to me now.

He immediately raised his right hand, his Soul Power condensing into a giant claw, and grabbed head-on toward the Apollo Puppet.

Light Energy Convergence!

The Apollo Puppet's voice sounded like a booming bell.

Accompanied by a series of clanging metallic sounds, his body instantly contracted, transforming into a pitch-black iron ball. The coronal halo closed inward, and the blue-and-gold Corona Sword stood upright atop the sphere.

Majestic dark-green energy converged frantically, and the entire ice plain trembled.

That energy was compressed to the extreme, resembling a dark star on the verge of collapse, bursting forth with a heart-palpidating emerald-green flare.

The next instant,

the light receded, and the Apollo Puppet was reshaped into humanoid form.

He drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, his left hand forming a sword finger and quickly wiping upward from above the sword body.

A column of emerald-green light surged straight into the firmament along the sword spine.

The howling wind and snow were abruptly torn apart, and the firmament of the Far North was dyed an eerie ink-green, like the gates of hell opened wide overhead.

The next second, the pillar of light poured backward, striking the Corona Sword.

The light burst apart, and a tens-of-meters-long ink-green energy giant sword suddenly took form. Emerald-green flames surged and leapt along the sword body, emanating a terrifying, suffocating coercion.

Coronal Light!!

The Apollo Puppet's voice was icy and hollow, devoid of a trace of emotion, like the echo of the abyss.

Standing hundreds of meters away, Gu Rong felt every hair on his body stand on end in an instant.

He was locked on.

He could not dodge.

This was a sense of crisis he had never experienced in his career as a Title Douluo, that oppressive feeling crushing directly upon his soul.

He had no time to think; the Soul Power within his body surged frantically, his Bone Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessing him, and his Seventh Soul Skill erupted with full force!

Bone Dragon True Body!

Bone armor covered his entire body, and a massive bone dragon phantom condensed into form behind him.

Yet this was merely the beginning.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, bringing his hands together, and the Soul Power within his body poured out like a breached torrent, instigating his Ninth Soul Skill!

Bone Transformation Divine Dragon!

The bone dragon phantom abruptly solidified, its bones stacking layer upon layer. Flesh, blood, and skeleton grew frantically, instantly transforming into a giant bone dragon dozens of zhang long!

Its scales were forbidding, its bone spurs stood upright, and two ghostly green soul fires burned within its hollow eye sockets, exuding a suffocating, ancient coercion.

The bone dragon folded its wings, securely protecting its true body in the deepest core.

This was his ultimate form combining the strongest offense and defense.

The next second, that ink-green giant sword had already slashed down.

The emerald-green Sun True Fire poured down like a waterfall, carrying the power of Judgment and annihilation as it crushed toward that massive bone dragon.

BOOM!!

The massive Bone Dragon True Body was directly blasted flying, smashing through several ice mounds and plowing a trench hundreds of meters long across the ice surface. Shrapnel of ice and snow dust filled the air before it barely managed to halt.

Gu Rong tumbled out from the shattered bone armor, miserably sprawling and kneeling upon the ice surface. Innumerable bones across his body had broken, and fresh blood seeped through the cracks of the shattered armor plates, staining the ice beneath him red.

He raised his head to look at the distant pitch-black sword-wielding figure, his pupils shaking violently.

The Seventh Soul Skill combined with the Ninth Soul Skill, the Bone Dragon True Body superimposing the Bone Transformation Divine Dragon.

His strongest ultimate defense.

A single move.

Merely a single move.

All of his defenses had been thoroughly shattered.

How is this possible...

What kind of power is that... Why could even the Bone Transformation Divine Dragon fail to block it...

What he did not know was that the emerald-green flames surging upon that Corona Sword were still fundamentally the Sun True Fire, merely of a different color.

That power of Judgment possessed a natural suppression against things that were dark and evil, heterogeneous, and all things that "ought not to exist."

Just as sunlight shines into dark places, shadows have nowhere to hide.

Though his Bone Dragon True Body was strong, in the face of that Judgment, it resembled a barrier patched together from paper.

The wind and snow of the Far North still howled, but that expanse of firmament just now, torn apart by the emerald-green light, was slowly closing.

At the end of the ice plain trench, the shattered ice and snow dust slowly settled.

Clang, clang, clang.

The Apollo Puppet stepped upon the ice surface, slowly drawing near.

The emerald-green coronal halo radiated scorching light behind him.

Gu Rong struggled to prop up his body, only to find that his body was already overwhelmed by the burden, every single bone wailing, making it utterly impossible for him to stand.

The Apollo Puppet stopped before him, lowering his head slightly, his crimson eyes looking down upon him from above.

"Your defense is too weak. I even had to deliberately suppress the power of the Coronal Light so as not to hack you to death with a single sword."

"It seems you are not worthy of being called... the greatest defense in the world."

...Bone Douluo!