Seeing the four great Hands of National Protection preparing to strike and slaughter everyone, Mu En could no longer indulge in his fierce battle with Long Xiaoyao.
His true Saint Dragon form sent Long Xiaoyao flying with a sweep of its tail, then descended onto the cratered summit of the Bright Dipper Mountains, which had already been shaved lower. Resolve filled his golden dragon eyes.
"If you want to get past, you'll have to ask me first!" Mu En's low, hoarse voice echoed between heaven and earth, but no one dared underestimate this Limit Douluo, not even the four great Hand of National Protection Soul Engineer Corps.
They had all witnessed the battle between Mu En and Long Xiaoyao. That had been a true clash at the limit.
Compared with the battle between the Black and White Twin Holy Dragons, Xuan Zi and Kong Deming's earlier fight in Mingdu had seemed like a minor scuffle. Both its Soul Power fluctuations and the scale of the battle had fallen far short.
With Mu En guarding the Bright Dipper Mountains, the four great Hand of National Protection Soul Engineer Corps suddenly hesitated, like men afraid to smash a vase while striking at a rat.
In truth, the combined strength of the four great Hands of National Protection could certainly kill Mu En here, but there was no need. After ten Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shells had rained down, the Douluo Three Kingdoms were grasshoppers after autumn; they could not keep hopping for long.
Two wars.
In the first, they had sacrificed more than half of Mingdu to annihilate large numbers of the Douluo Three Kingdoms' Titled Douluo, led by Xuan Zi and Du Busi. In the second, they had paid no price at all. Merely deploying Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance