Ronin from Douluo

night.

In the military camp, Emperor Tiandou Xue Beng was sitting alone on the throne. He looked very haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little ferocious.

He couldn't sleep peacefully because his heart was in chaos at the moment.

Because, as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but recall the disturbing scene in his mind.

【King Lan Hao! King Lan Hao! King Lan Hao!】

That was before the war started, hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted Tang San's name in unison.

As Emperor Tiandou, Xue Beng looked at the blue figure standing in the sky, his eyes filled with envy and desire.

"Tiled Douluo~"

Xue Beng looked up at the ceiling, his eyes empty and lifeless, muttering to himself, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

"Damn it, I am the master of Tiandou and the emperor of Tiandou Empire~"

I don't know when, Xue Beng's pale face showed a hint of ferocity.

The unwillingness is palpable.

How much thought and effort he put into hiding himself and keeping a low profile.

Finally, from a despised useless prince, he became the emperor of the entire Tiandou Empire, the most powerful person above ten thousand people!

But we haven't had time to realize our ambitions and realize our grand plans.

Now, the country is facing the danger of destruction, and he is likely to become the king of the country's subjugation!

This shouldn't be like this!

Avalanche cannot accept this ending.

Therefore, he is not willing to give in!

This world, after all, is still a world where the jungle prevails.

How can the power of ordinary mortals surpass the power of a soul master?

Xue Beng himself is also a soul master, but his talent is not very high. At almost thirty years old, he is only in the fourth-ring soul sect realm.

Even though as an emperor, he has countless armies and even soul masters under his command.

However, the strongest among the soul masters, Titled Douluo, was someone he could not control.

A soul master at this level can already ignore the power of secular dynasties with his own strength.

The power that shook the heaven and earth made Xue Beng feel frightened.

That kind of power is simply not something that ordinary armies can contend with.

Today, he saw with his own eyes that the fighting power of a titled Douluo was invincible in an army of hundreds of thousands of people.

He also saw that the sky was being beaten until it changed color, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

That power is like a god!

However, as the emperor, he could only look up at that unprecedented battle like a minion!

He is as small as an ant, and he can only cautiously look up to the power of the gods.

Once you sit on the throne, you can't do whatever you want, you have to live under someone else's roof.

This is just moving from a birdcage into a larger cage.

Xue Beng couldn't help but begin to doubt himself. Why did he become the emperor?

I aspire to become an eternal wise king and fulfill my ambitions.

But the reality is that he is incompetent and is like a puppet. His power in the court is not as good as that of his uncle, and his prestige in the military is not as good as that of King Lan Hao.

This made Xue Beng couldn't help but think of Qian Renxue, the emperor of the Wuhun Empire.

They are both the king of the same country, but he is very different from Qian Renxue.

The opponent is the one who truly controls absolute power. He can monopolize the digital title Douluo alone and not fall short, even seriously injuring Tang San, the strongest soul master on Tiandou's side.

Moreover, she disguised herself as the former crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, and had been lurking in the Tiandou Empire for more than ten years!

This made Xue Beng feel very ridiculous.

He actually called the other person his eldest brother of more than ten years!

At that time, Xue Beng met the golden eyes of Qian Renxue standing on the throne of the sky.

He could read the contempt in the other person's eyes. As the Emperor of Tiandou, in her eyes, he was like an ant that could be easily slapped to death!

Xue Beng even had an intuition that he was able to survive until he inherited the Tiandou throne entirely because of the other party's charity.

"The reason why you are alive is not because you are low-key enough and pretend to be like a loser, a playboy who cannot be supported by mud, so that you can save your life.

It's because I think you are useless, so I don't bother to kill you.

Even if my plan fails and you inherit the throne, you will still be a waste and nothing to worry about!"

At this moment, Qian Renxue's disdainful sneer seemed to ring in Xue Beng's ears.

Those cold and arrogant eyes were like looking at maggots.

"No!"

Xue Beng's face became extremely ferocious. He shouted angrily and slapped the desk hard with his palm.

At this moment, Xue Beng's eyeballs were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and his hair was disheveled, looking as ferocious as a ghost.

"Your Majesty, I would like to see Gelong!"

At this time, there was a sound outside the camp.

Xue Beng couldn't help but was startled, and quickly suppressed his anger and excitement, sat upright on the seat, and said calmly: "Come in."

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a serious face with a hint of vicissitudes of life walked in.

"See Your Majesty!"

As soon as he came in, he knelt down on one knee and saluted Xue Beng.

"Marshal Ge Long, what's the matter?" Xue Beng said slowly.

His voice was a little hoarse and he was very tired.

"Your Majesty, King Lan Hao has left the military camp and went to conduct the trial of the gods."

Hearing this, Xue Beng was stunned for a moment, and a panic spread from the bottom of his heart.

King Lan Hao Tang San is the spiritual pillar of the Imperial Alliance, and it is precisely because of Tang San's existence that all forces can unite to resist the invasion of the Spirit Empire.

But Tang San is no longer the backbone. If the Spirit Empire launches another attack, will they be able to stop the Spirit Empire's army from attacking?

"Teacher, has he already set off? I hope he can succeed this time. We only have this last chance."

Xue Beng spoke, but his voice trembled slightly, and the tension that could not be concealed filled the air.

"What's going on with the Spirit Empire?" Xue Beng asked again.

Ge Long said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, according to the intelligence information sent by the scouts, the Wuhun Empire's army has retreated to Jialing Pass and has no intention of continuing to attack our army."

"Although our side suffered heavy casualties in this war, so did the Spirit Empire's army."

"As King Lan Hao said, another mysterious force intervened in this war, and the empress of the Wuhun Empire was also seriously injured. Therefore, the Wuhun Empire is very afraid of that mysterious force.

Therefore, the Wuhun Empire should not launch another attack on our army in the short term."

Upon hearing this, Xue Beng's empty eyes bloomed with a gleam of light.

"Okay! That's great!"

Xue Beng was overjoyed. There would be no threat from the Spirit Empire for the time being, and they would have enough time to wait for Tang San's return.

Once Tang San achieves the title of Poseidon, then they can reverse the situation and complete the comeback!

After knowing that there was no danger for the time being, Xue Beng's tense spirit relaxed, and he slumped down on his seat as if he was deflated.

The feeling of exhaustion also came to my mind.

"Okay, Marshal, please go down first and leave me alone for a while." Xue Beng said in a tired tone.

"Your Majesty, take a good rest and be sure not to break your body."

Marshal Ge Long also knew that Xue Beng was under great pressure at the moment, so he left after giving instructions.

Xue Beng was the only one left in the camp, and for a while, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.

Before, Xue Beng kept his head lowered, and Ge Long didn't notice that there was always a ferocious look on his cheeks.

A faint trace of black energy lingered around Xue Beng, which was very strange.

Even Xue Beng himself was not aware of this unusual movement.

He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

However, there seemed to be another voice that kept ringing in his ears, like a demon whispering, making him upset.

Unbearable images kept popping up in my mind.

King Lan Hao, the Empress of Martial Souls, the power of Titled Douluo that reaches the heavens and the earth!

Cowardice, fear, helplessness and despair, all kinds of complex emotions mixed together, gave Xue Beng a splitting headache.

"I can help you get everything you want!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Xue Beng's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, his bloodshot eyes flashing with fear.

Because there was no one else in this camp except him.

"Who is it!"

Xue Beng shouted, stood up immediately, looked around, but found no one.

He really heard the sound just now, someone was really talking.

After a long time, no one responded to the avalanche, and the atmosphere became even more weird.

"Am I too tired and hearing hallucinations?"

Xue Beng muttered to himself, reaching for the tea cup on the table, wanting to drink some tea to wake up.

But the next moment, his pupils shrank into needles, and he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The cup of tea in his hand reflected his face.

However, the face reflected in the tea like a mirror was smiling.

Xue Beng was sure that it was him, but his face reflected in the water was smiling, and it looked sinister and weird, and it looked very scary!

"ah!"

At that moment, he was so frightened that the teacup in his hand flew out and the tea spilled all over the floor.