Douluo: Reborn as Dai Weisi, Zhuqing Calm Down!

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"What?!"

The sudden death of the Strom Demon Wolf Soul Emperor stunned both Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo. They had only heard a loud bang before witnessing the Soul Emperor being killed right before their eyes.

Yue Guan stared blankly at the body of the Strom Demon Wolf Soul Emperor and exclaimed, "What kind of joke is this? What exactly just happened?!"

"It was that thing in Dai Weisi's hand," Ghost Douluo said with a furrowed brow, analyzing the situation. "If I'm not mistaken, that should be a powerful soul tool capable of killing without a trace…"

After speaking, Ghost Douluo quickly ordered, "Everyone be careful. Don't get hit by that strange weapon in Dai Weisi's hand. Deal with the others first!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, the remaining soul masters redirected their attacks toward the carriage carrying Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others.

"I didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to possess such a strange weapon… To think it could kill a Soul Emperor in one strike…"

Gazing at the rapid-fire flintlock rifle in Dai Weisi's hand, Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. She thought to herself: If this weapon could be mass-produced, the combat power of soul masters would increase tremendously.

What she didn't know was that in the Star Luo Empire, the rapid-fire flintlock rifle had already entered mass production, and the empire had formed a powerful firearm unit.

"What exactly is that weapon? A soul tool? But why can't I sense any soul power fluctuation from it...?"

As Tang Yuehua pondered, five agility-type Soul Emperors had already reached the carriage where Zhu Zhuyun was.

Dai Weisi smiled slightly at the sight. He wasn't worried about the safety of Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing. He simply shouted loudly, "Zhuyun, Zhuqing, there are enemies outside your carriage. Be careful!"

"Don't worry!"

In the next instant, Zhu Zhuyun's bold and cheerful voice rang out from the carriage, and an immense, powerful soul force erupted!

"Soul Bone Skill: Netherworld Space!"

The air rippled lightly as the space enveloped the five agility-type Soul Emperors. Instantly, their movements froze, their faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled as if they were standing naked in a blizzard, covered in goosebumps.

Within the Netherworld Space, everyone was pulled into the depths of fear, their bodies shivering as if trapped in an ice cave. Even Dai Weisi himself had once fallen victim to this move.

Now that Zhu Zhuyun's soul power had broken through again and her spiritual power had increased, the effects of the Netherworld Space had become even stronger.

Taking advantage of the Soul Emperors' trembling state, Zhu Zhuyun shouted, "Zhuqing, now!"

"Got it!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhu Zhuqing, dual-wielding rapid-fire flintlock rifles, pulled the triggers with force. Bullets rained down relentlessly, riddling the five Soul Emperors with deep, bloody holes. Smoke billowed in the air.

Amid the dense scent of gunpowder, the five agility-type Soul Emperors were instantly killed on the spot!

Seeing this, Ghost Douluo was utterly shocked and cried out, "What?! Could that soul tool really be mass-produced? Has the Star Luo Empire already mastered the technology for creating soul tools?"

You must understand—the technology to produce soul tools had been completely lost on the Douluo Continent. The only ones available on the market were basic storage-type soul tools. Battle-type soul tools were virtually nonexistent.

Yet now, witnessing a rapid-fire flintlock rifle capable of one-shotting a Soul Emperor, Ghost Douluo couldn't help but feel tempted. Even the rare battle-type soul tools might not boast such power!

Yue Guan said, "Old Ghost, that might not be a soul tool. It could be a special kind of firearm. Did you notice? I didn't sense any soul power fluctuations from that weapon at all."

Reminded by Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo finally realized as well and nodded. "You're right. I didn't sense any soul power either. It must just be an ordinary weapon... But to think a weapon made of mundane iron could possess such power!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this must be the handiwork of that old freak Lou Gao!" Yue Guan said through gritted teeth. "Remember? Nearly three years ago, the Star Luo Emperor suddenly renamed the Blacksmith Association to the Forgemaster Association.

At the same time, within the Star Luo Empire, Forgemasters were granted equal status and treatment as soul masters. I bet the emperor did that just to mass-produce these weapons."

"Damn it! I can't believe we've been led around by the nose by the Star Luo Empire this entire time. If we hadn't attacked Dai Weisi today, we'd still be completely in the dark!"

At this moment, seeing they couldn't gain the upper hand against the Zhu sisters, the remaining Soul Emperors and Soul Saints turned to attack Chen Mo and Chen Xue—assuming, as support-type soul masters, they would be easier to defeat.

But if that's what they thought, they couldn't be more wrong!

Seeing nine Soul Emperors and four Soul Saints charging toward them, the sisters exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with ridicule and disdain.

When it came to marksmanship, no one present could rival them.

As support-type soul masters, they lacked innate combat ability. As girls, they didn't have the physical strength of men either. So, they had only one choice—hone their marksmanship to the extreme. That was the only way they could truly protect themselves.

"Sis, could you apply some debuffs on them?"

"No problem." Chen Mo gripped her rapid-fire rifle in one hand and held a Fallen Crystal in the other as she activated her soul skill.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Sluggishness!"

Waves of purple light entered the soul masters' bodies, slowing their speed in all aspects by 20%!

At that moment, the sisters aimed at the incoming enemies and opened fire. With the sound of gunfire ringing out, in the blink of an eye, the nine Soul Emperors were dead. Only four Soul Saints and one Soul Douluo remained.

Chen Xue instantly turned her rapid-fire rifle toward the four Soul Saints and began shooting again!

Seeing several bullets flying toward them, the Soul Saints hastily gathered their soul power, forming an invisible armor over every inch of their skin.

In the end, the high-speed bullets failed to penetrate their defenses. The four Soul Saints were overjoyed!

"Hahaha! So your weapon can only kill Soul Emperors at most!"

"Heh, let's see how you two little brats handle us now!"

The four Soul Saints quickly charged at the sisters, but the girls just smiled again.

"How naive."

"Totally," Chen Xue replied with a smirk, pulling out four grenades. "Sis, use your third soul skill!"

"Got it! Third Soul Skill: Fragility!"

Chen Mo's third soul skill reduced physical defense by 15%!

Four waves of purple light struck the Soul Saints, instantly lowering their defense. At the same time, Chen Xue tossed the grenades!

BOOM—!

Explosions erupted violently. In the blink of an eye, of the twenty soul masters sent by the Spirit Hall, only one Soul Douluo remained.

"What?!"

Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo both widened their eyes. They never imagined that in such a short time, so many soul masters could be wiped out by just two girls.

"Old Ghost, looks like it's our turn."

"You're right. Let's go!"

Suddenly, the two titled Douluo joined the battle—but at that moment, a familiar voice rang out.

"My, things are lively here!"

(End of chapter)