Become the Archbishop from Douluo

Chapter 225 The destruction of the next three sects (Part 2)

Author: Ye Hua Xinche

Chapter 225 The destruction of the next three sects (Part 2)

After the past few days of building momentum, Fengjian Sect and Yanmo Sect have fallen into a hell-like situation.

No one doubted whether the Revenge of the Kyushu Empire was capable of annihilating them. Therefore, all they could do was form a group and try to break through the defenses. Some scattered one or two people escaped, and the most one time involved 200 people trying to break through.

Attacking a defense point where there seemed to be only ten steel monsters.

However, the speed of the opponent's support has reached a terrifying level. In just over ten seconds, dozens of flashes of light were seen, and dozens of steel monsters descended from the sky to join the battle, and were quickly killed by the more than 200 commandos.

Not one of them survived, and in the end only a few people escaped back to the sect.

These more than 200 people are still at the top of the sect in terms of strength. They are still unable to break through, and there is no need to say more about the others.

But the more this happened, the more hopeless it was to stay in the sect and wait for death. Every day, people fled in despair and were hacked to death with random knives.

Nowadays, the two sects together only have 500 people, and three-quarters of them have died before a formal trial. The mountains and forests outside the sect's headquarters are like a hellscape of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

In order to achieve a shock effect, Nishizumi Miho did not arrange for anyone to clean up the battlefield, since there was no need for real people to be stationed here anyway.

As for the titled Douluo, the Wind Sword Sect Nishiju Miho only sent one Da Ming to see death, and the Flame Demon Sect also sent one Er Ming. However, in the later period, when the number and strength of the enemy's breakouts were greatly reduced, they deployed eighteen pursuers.

The hunter gave it to him. It would definitely be enough for these eighteen stalkers to focus their fire for two or three rounds to kill the Fire Demon Douluo whose level was not very high.

Most of the remaining people have long since given up hope of survival. In these last few days, propriety, justice, integrity and moral ethics no longer exist. It is not uncommon for people to have mental breakdowns and kill their own people indiscriminately. Young people even kill their own people every day.

Several large-scale open-air imparts were held to carry out the final madness before destruction.

The senior leaders of the sect didn't care about all this at all, because most of the senior leaders died in the breakout, and there is no need to continue to use moral standards to restrain the rest. After all, they are all a group of dead people, regardless of their strength, now

In this situation, they are all absolutely equal. The only difference may be that those with higher strength may live a few seconds longer.

However, there are still differences in the death methods between the two major sects' titled Douluo. The older generation's titled Douluo from Fengjian Sect led his younger generation to break through, and finally died in a more glorious way after a fierce battle.

The way died in the hands of Ming Dynasty.

As one of the culprits, Flame Demon Douluo obviously did not have such courage. In the desperate situation of the sect, he finally chose to kill himself, and did not even have the courage to try to break out.

The titled Douluo from the older generation of the Flame Demon Sect sits on the top of the sect every day with his eyes closed and meditative. As he said before, he really wants to see how this new empire will be destroyed.

them.

"Old Sect Leader, the time is almost up." An old man wearing a neat red robe walked up and looked at the titled Douluo with a desperate expression.

Miho Nishizumi's declaration of revenge was very particular, even accurate to the minute. She told them that the trial would come on time at 9:15 today, and she also very considerately prepared them.

And now, there are only two minutes left before this time.

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and looked around in the last one hundred seconds.

The sect is still so majestic, with almost no changes. There may be a few flaws now, but they are all caused by his own people who are desperate to kill each other. The enemy will not even appear where he sees it.

The clear river water surrounding the sect is now red with blood. This is not surprising. Every day or even every hour, some people choose to commit suicide in the cold river water after getting drunk. This can also relieve some pain, and last night

There are so many people who make this choice.

Of course, in the huge square, the final impart is still going on. This may also be their final madness.

As my thoughts flowed, some black spots suddenly appeared in the sky.

These dozen or so black dots came quickly, trailing white tail flames. Every time they blinked, they would move forward a lot.

Everyone looked up at these strange things in unison, not knowing what they were for. Some of the remaining Soul Saints and Soul Douluo mustered up the courage to fly into the sky and tried to intercept them, but they were directly hit and shattered to pieces.

When these more than ten black spots were clearly visible to the naked eye, and they could be seen to be a very thick cylindrical object, they suddenly cracked.

Just like a school of fish dropping seeds, each black spot burst into more than a dozen black balls, which then fell towards them like raindrops.

boom!

No one had time to understand what kind of death this was. The moment those black spots touched the ground or the pavilions, a horrific explosion occurred, ringing out continuously. The overall appearance was extremely spectacular.

The door began to collapse in just over ten seconds, and eventually became a ruin.

The hilltop where the old man was sitting was also hit by a cannonball and collapsed. However, with his strong strength, he was not killed directly and fell on the ruins of the sect. Even many powerful Contra warriors survived.

"Is this the only way?" The gray-faced old man murmured to himself. If it was just this level of power, it would be a bit too much. It would be more straightforward to just let the legions of stalkers surround him and kill him indiscriminately.

However, this thought only lasted for two seconds, because when he looked up, he found that the second wave of blows was already close in front of him.

These missiles also split into several larger warheads and landed on the ground. However, what was different from the last time was that this time the strike set off a large area, which even the titled Douluo who played with fire felt the temperature was extremely terrifying.

of flames.

This kind of raging flame is like a tarsal maggot, completely inescapable and pervasive, eroding the flesh and blood of every survivor. The sects that were originally bombed into ruins were burned to ashes. Many dug basements and locked themselves up.

People who die trying to escape the blow and are still congratulating themselves on being extremely smart experience extremely desperate struggles in this situation.

The old man was not spared, but he was still the one who struggled the longest. At least he was the last one to die. He even saw with his own eyes that the entire sect turned into ashes and turned into flat ground. To a certain extent, he also

It can be considered that my wish came true.

When the fire raged and the Flame Demon Sect no longer existed, the third wave of missiles also came, but this time they were loaded with warheads of the ultimate ice element. After the explosion, the terrifying cold air easily extinguished the previous missiles.

The fire made everything quiet.

In the end, in just ten minutes, the originally majestic Yanmo Sect was reduced to a bare, frozen mountaintop, a place of deathly silence.

(End of chapter)