Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Salas, you really don't want to avenge him?" Han Tao's tone was chilly.

"This question makes no sense!"

Platinum Bishop Salas patted his sleeves. The collar, which represented the coat of arms of the Bishop of Wuhun Palace, reflected the glory of the prosperous era.

He wiped his fingers, put away the "Empire Development Outline" in his hand, and sighed slightly.

"God of Blue Silver, no matter how you ask me, I can only give you one answer."

"I can't take revenge, and I can't take revenge."

"I don't even have the courage to swing my sword at you, nor do I have any thoughts of resistance. In the face of absolute strength, what's the point of my methods?"

As he spoke, Han Tao continued to stare at him.

The azure edge was fluttering between Han Tao's fingers. With a little effort of will, this blade could travel through time and space and wipe out Salas' vitality.

Salas took two steps back.

"You want to kill me?"

"Just because you killed Sals, you were afraid of my revenge, so you chose to kill me and eradicate the roots?"

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and many speculations blurted out.

The illusion can prove that he has never had the thought of revenge, but this is the helplessness of the current situation. If he has the power one day in the future, he will definitely choose revenge.

"Kill it"

"I don't want to accept that possibility. I'm used to the loss of life. I won't mourn your death."

"As your son said, I have no mercy in my heart."

The blade of the sword flickered and scattered, and Salas's neck fell to the ground like a wheat field cut by the wind.

Blood spattered and blood stains filled the air, dyeing the white marble floor of the central square of Wuhun Empire red.

"not good."

"Bishop Platinum is dead!"

The guards outside saw this scene and screamed in horror.

He ran into the distance in a panic and conveyed information to other high-level officials of the Wuhun Empire. Not long after, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong arrived one after another.

Qian Renxue stretched out her golden wings and landed gently in front of Han Tao. She looked at the lifeless Bishop Platinum on the ground, and then at Han Tao, with a lot of complexity hidden in her eyes.

"Han Tao, aren't you going to explain?"

Behind Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong walked out holding a scepter.

His posture was graceful and elegant, but a smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was waiting for Han Tao's answer.

"It's nothing, just kill him!"

"I don't think I need an explanation, and I don't think you can ask me for a reason."

Han Tao looked at the two of them with a calm expression.

Qian Renxue's face froze, and Bibi Dong also fell silent. After the Wuhun Empire completed the unification of the Douluo Continent, it has entered an unprecedented glorious period. As the rulers of the empire, they are complimented and respected by thousands of soul masters. It has been a long, long time since I was disobeyed.

"Well"

The clerk next to him was very discerning and explained for Han Tao.

"The cause was Notting City. Sars wanted to kill Xiao Chenyu, which made Han Tao dissatisfied and was killed."

"Then Salas wanted to avenge his son, but was also killed by Han Tao."

Bibi Dong frowned and waved her hand.

Many soldiers came forward, collected Bishop Platinum's body, and cleaned up all traces.

Wuhun Empire, Gaotai.

Qian Renxue brought Han Tao to the empire's authority center, then made a token exclusive to the empire and handed it over.

"This is the token of the Wuhun Empire. You can use it to order the Wuhun to act in different halls."

Han Tao asked: "What's the significance?"

"No one can refuse me what I want to do, so why should I let this token claim it?"

"This is different!"

The concierge was opened, and an old and kind voice came from inside.

Qian Daoliu's body flickered gently, walking through the long corridor, and lighting a candle symbolizing the church in the center of the high platform.

"In the past two days, Ghost Douluo and Bishop Salas Platinum have been killed by you one after another. As the strongest person in the Douluo plane, your actions have attracted the attention of many people."

Han Tao frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qian Daoliu still smiled, "This will make other forces wonder if you are in conflict with our Spirit Empire. This will affect the rule of the Spirit Empire."

"If you use tokens to act, you can get the results you want, and the Spirit Empire will help you achieve your goals."

"I sincerely hope that we will not be separated by the matter of Platinum Bishop Salas, which will in turn affect our cooperation."

Hearing this, Han Tao was stunned.

Finally, they realized that they emphasized so much just to remind themselves of the "power of faith" they once traded.

"Okay."

"1/10 of the power of faith of the Blue Silver Clan, I will give them to you now!"

The blue and silver scepter condensed out of thin air, and he waved it with his hand.

The huge amount of faith in the Star Forest, the Killing City, the Secret Realm of Stars, and the Blue Silver Realm was placed on a gemstone by Han Tao and handed over to Qiandaoliu.

"Thank you!"

Qian Renxue blinked softly, "This is very important to me, thank you very much!!"

She took over the Blue Silver Clan's Faith Gem from her grandfather, and then she could use the Blue Silver Clan's faith to try to continue to make breakthroughs.

"By the way, there is additional information from the God Realm."

Han Tao flashed a hint of curiosity: "What information?"

Qian Renxue took out a paper page number, which recorded information from the God Realm.

"From the Goddess of Life and Ye Lingling, from the life of the Nine-Hearted Begonia to the evolutionary sequence."

"Heart of Life with strength 1.5."

Han Tao took the page and turned to the contents.

The notes contained Ye Lingling's unique handwriting, a more rigorous recording method, and some slightly strange annotations from the Goddess of Life.

"Hehe"

"Goddess of Life, a god who has lived for tens of thousands of years, has such ugly handwriting!"

Han Tao turned his mouth away and said a little sarcastically.

"Humph, wolf-hearted and dog-hearted!"

In the God Realm Observation Center, the Goddess of Life suddenly raised her head, her expression flashing with anger.

"I kindly gave him the information, but Han Tao actually disliked my ugly handwriting? Ye Lingling, come and comment, is my handwriting ugly?"

Ye Lingling looked at the Goddess of Life innocently.

After looking at his own handwriting and then at the Goddess of Life, he said insincerely, "Lady Goddess of Life, your handwriting contains a unique sense of beauty, which comes from the precipitation of ten thousand years of time. Han Tao has not reached this level."

"Hahaha" The Goddess of Life suddenly laughed.

"You are right, my handwriting contains a sense of beauty, which is very advanced and is the supreme beauty that Han Tao cannot comprehend."

"Have the God King of Kindness and the God King of Evil returned?"

Laughing, the Goddess of Life suddenly asked.

The servants of the God Realm next to him stepped forward respectfully and reported the information to the Goddess of Life, "The God King of Kindness has returned to the God Realm, the God King of Shura has died, and the God King of Evil has been trapped in the netherworld space by the Lord of Living Beings, waiting for Han Tao's next instructions."

"Hmm"

The God King of Destruction walked to the side of the Goddess of Life, "The final evolution of the Nine-Hearted Begonia, the Life Lotus Heart with a strength of 1.5, was handed over to Han Tao so easily?"

"Is there a problem?"

The Goddess of Life looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course there is a problem!" The God of Destruction answered firmly, "The last time I gave Han Tao the evolution sequence of the Destruction Furnace, it was to complete the deal and ensure that we survived in the Netherworld. How could I give Han Tao such an important thing as the Lotus Heart of Life for no reason?"

"If Han Tao wants to get the theory or other materials from us, he must pay an equivalent chip!"

The God of Destruction narrated firmly.

The consciousness projection flew to the lower world in an instant, mobilized the order of destruction, and crushed the pages in Han Tao's hand into powder.