The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 407: Master and Servant Meet, but Enemies

Da da da.

Walking down the hillside step by step, as he got closer and closer to the Holy Soul Village, Tailong, who had left Tiandou City under an assumed name, became more and more excited.

He longed for revenge.

That's right, he wants nothing more than revenge.

Tai Long's mind was filled with the scenes he saw before he fell into a coma.

It wasn't a huge, earth-shattering fist, but a sharp pain in the chest and the back of the head, and a sky full of stars that instantly filled the field of vision.

To be honest, if it weren't for the severe pain in the back of his head while he was lying in bed recovering from his injuries, he wouldn't even know the real reason why he lost consciousness.

The grandson of the patriarch of the Li clan, who will surely lead the family back to become the new patriarch of the world's number one sect in the future, was defeated without any chance of fighting back?

It is simply the greatest humiliation in my life.

Is there anything more shameful in the world than this?
There really is one, that is, I found that I am not even an enemy. When I woke up, the power clan that I had been thinking about was gone.

Theoretically, as long as the Li Clan mines peacefully for 500 years, they will be able to regain their precious freedom.

The problem was that Tyrone couldn't guarantee that he would live to see that day.

Titled Douluo, this is a realm that even his grandfather Titan, nicknamed "Hercules", has not been able to reach.

"Gu! You!"

Chewing on the name of the biggest enemy in his life, thinking of this, Tailong wanted to punch Gu You in the face and tell him what it meant to show more respect to the Li clan.

As for whether we can win.
Tyrone didn't think about it, or rather, his instinct refused to think about it.

The most urgent task now is to maintain a happy mood and destroy the Holy Soul Village as quickly as possible.

The masked man told him that Gu You was born in Shenghun Village, and because his grandfather still lived in the village, he would return to the village at least once a year.

I believe that when he comes back and sees the ruins, the sound of wailing will be very beautiful.

When they reached the entrance of the village, Tailong suddenly stopped.

The clouds passing by in the sky blocked the moonlight. Standing in the shadows and gazing at a huge stone tablet beside the village entrance, Tailong whispered the words on the tablet.

"Holy, soul?"

The huge "holy soul" made him unable to bear the excitement in his heart any longer, and he laughed heartily from the bottom of his heart.

"It's just a weak Soul Saint, how dare he call himself 'Saint Soul'?"

He took a deep breath, and a deep purple-red light gathered on his fist. Then he threw a punch, and with a loud "bang", the stone tablet with the village name on it turned into rubble of varying sizes and scattered everywhere in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck!"

"What? What? What?"

"what sound?!"

"Who is it? Are you sick so late at night?"

"Woo~ Mom!"

The lights in the houses gradually lit up, and all the villagers, regardless of gender, age or status, were awakened by the loud noise and walked out of their houses to see what had happened in the village.

Uncle Zhang at the village entrance, who was once used by Tang San to confront Tang Hao, is one of them.

He was bare-chested, rubbing his eyes with his right hand, holding in his left hand the silver-gleaming pitchfork that Tang San had refurbished, and kicked the door open anxiously.

"who is it?"

He roared with full energy, and his momentum was just like when he lost a game of chess with other old men at the village entrance and refused to pay.

God bless you, he is already in his seventies or eighties, and among ordinary people in Douluo Continent, he can be considered a long-lived person.

His sleep quality was poor to begin with, and he finally fell asleep after drinking a few sips of wine. Then, a loud noise came from nowhere and knocked him off the bed.

If the person who made the sound doesn't give him a reasonable explanation, he will be forced to use a white pitchfork to go in and a red pitchfork to come out.

With a quick glance, he quickly spotted the dark shadow standing in front of the stone tablet.

Uncle Zhang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Hey, who are you?"

While asking the question, a sense of doubt lingered in his mind.

People tend to take things for granted when they see them every day, but when something they are used to suddenly disappears, it is difficult for people to react immediately.

This is the case with Uncle Zhang. Every day when he sits at the entrance of the village from morning to night, he always feels that something is missing that should be there, but he just can't remember what it is.

Of course, Tai Long would not answer, but stood there and waited quietly. The atmosphere gradually became weird, and Uncle Zhang did not dare to act rashly.

Not long after, other villagers from Shenghun Village who had come to their senses also arrived at the village entrance one after another from near to far.

Uncle Niu, the butcher who lived the farthest from the village entrance, was drinking with a friend today and staying at his friend's house, so he quickly stood next to Uncle Zhang.

He seldom went to the village entrance, so the doubts of others had no effect on him. After taking a closer look, Uncle Niu immediately discovered that the place where a stone tablet should have been erected was empty.

"Huh? Where's the stone tablet of our village?"

After he said this, others also noticed that the stone tablet had disappeared.

"Yes, where is the stone tablet?"

"Hey, who are you?"

Seeing more and more people gathering around, Tailong lowered his head and sneered.

"Well-timed. Well-timed. You, a bunch of ordinary people who are not even soul masters, have come at the right time."

"It saves me from having to look for you one by one."

The clouds passed by, and the moonlight once again fell on the earth. Standing in the soft moonlight, Tailong slowly raised his head and showed the villagers of Holy Soul Village his face that made children afraid to cry at night.

The short chestnut-red hair had turned into a dark red crew cut as if blood had dried up. His face was twisted and broken, and the skin on both sides of his cheeks looked as if it had been torn by a wild beast. Old and new scars intertwined together, creating a bloody picture.

Every breath he took seemed to be just to prove that he was still alive. His eyes had lost their former spirit and pride, and what remained to dominate his body was the never-ending fire of hatred.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, intending to show a cruel smile, but the change in muscle position caused the scars on his face to twist into a ball, erupting in unbearable pain.

"Woo~"

The pain made the fire of hatred in his heart towards Gu You grow stronger. He swore that after completely destroying the Holy Soul Village, his next target would be the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy and the Notting City Wuhun Hall.

One is the junior soul master academy where Gu You studies, and the other is the place he often goes to when he is in Notting City. The arrogant person who dared to destroy the power clan should also understand his current mood.

"If you want to hate someone, then hate that you are from Holy Soul Village."

Leaving these words behind, Tai Long raised his arms high and shouted: "Bloodthirsty Ape Demon, possess me!"

The strong body swelled again, the arms hung below the knees, the exposed skin turned a rock-like dark gray, and it was obvious that it was much harder than the Hercules.

In addition, the dark brown fur belonging to the powerful gorilla also turned into a dull reddish brown. A faint purple-red light flowed on the skin, and the four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, showed an incomparable and terrifying sense of oppression. "Four soul rings, soul, soul ancestor?"

Faced with an absolutely powerful and invincible person, all the villagers of Holy Soul Village could not help but take a step back.

The glory of the Soul Saint had long since faded into yesterday's flowers, and today's new sprouts had not yet arrived. Facing the terrifying Soul Sect more than ten meters away, they were just fragile ants that could be crushed at will.

Noticing the fear on everyone's faces, Tyrone suppressed the pain on his face and smiled with joy.

It had been too long, really too long. Ever since he was defeated by the Agility Attack and Support Types that he despised the most, he had never experienced the pleasure of exercising violence again.

Under the corruption of the "Book of the Fallen", the firm face became ugly, and the powerful gorilla, a descendant of the Power Clan, was also transformed into a bloodthirsty ape demon that matched the identity of the Fallen.

Although he paid a very tragic price, he also gained greater violence.

But in just one month, he jumped from level 37 Soul Master to level 41 Soul Sect. He believed that given time, as long as he continued to persevere, he would be able to gain the power to defeat Gu You and complete his revenge.

But that is the ultimate revenge. Before that, he has to collect some interest from the people that Gu You cares about.

A red light flashed deep in his eyes, and Tyrone exerted force with his legs, stepping heavily on the ground.

One of the common techniques of the strong attack spirit masters. While the huge force cracked the ground, the reaction force caused Tailong's huge body to burst out, aiming directly at Uncle Zhang in the front.

"Die!"

The purple-red halo concentrated on the fist, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in front of Uncle Zhang. Tai Long swung a punch, aiming directly at Uncle Zhang's forehead.

"?!"

A young ugly man has no moral principles and comes to deceive and attack me, an old civilian who is nearly 80 years old?
Is this good? This is not good!
"My life is over."

Just as Uncle Zhang closed his eyes and waited for death, accompanied by a loud cry, a yellow-brown lightning suddenly appeared in the bushes next to him and hit Tyrone at lightning speed.

"Click!!!"

The brown lightning struck Tai Long's arm, and his fist was deflected instantly, missing Uncle Zhang's forehead and only brushing past his ear.

“Hehehe~~~!”

The yellow-brown lightning with an unknown identity raised its head proudly. Under the moonlight, the triangular comb on its head was as gorgeous as a rose.

"dawn?!"

The villagers couldn't help but exclaim when they found that the famous Liming suddenly appeared in the village and even blocked the attack of Soul Sect.

Liming tilted his head slightly and chirped again: "Ka."

"Moo~"

Upon receiving the order, the old ox that was plowing the field in Uncle Zhang's family suddenly rushed out from a dark corner, lowered its head and pushed Uncle Zhang, who was standing there in a daze, onto its back.

Then he ran towards the village without looking back.

"???"

Grandpa Zhang was carried away by the old ox in confusion. Looking at the direction the ox left, the other villagers also came to their senses.

“Run!”

Everyone scattered at once. The stupid ones just ran as far as possible, while the smart ones went straight to Old Jack's house, ready to ask the only soul master in the village for help.

As for Tang San, he is a support-type spirit master who is recognized to have no combat ability, and this is not within their consideration.

After all, in their simple and simplistic worldview, soul masters are all masters. Since they are all masters, how can they tell who is superior and who is inferior?

"You stupid beast!"

Seeing that all the villagers he attracted ran away and that he was stopped by a poultry, the stupid Tyrone instantly became furious.

Without thinking about why the poultry could control its instinct and not flee, or how the poultry could stop his attack, Tyrone's limited mind told him that he had to kill this damn chicken right now.

The goal has changed. First kill the chickens, then raze the Holy Soul Village.

"Roar!"

The roar of the bloodthirsty ape demon made the usually arrogant Dawn nervous.

The human in front of them, who was full of malice towards the village, was moving very slowly, so slowly that he was even slower than the slowest master.

But his strength was very strong. Even though the collision lasted less than half a second, it left hidden injuries in his body that affected his movement.

The strong chest felt numb, and the wings that could flap like a goose's head were in excruciating pain as if they were broken.

Normally, it should turn around and run away now.

It was just a rooster, even though it was too big to be a rooster, and no human would expect or demand protection from it.

Restraining the instinctive urge to flee, his human eyes flashed with determination and resolve. Dawn lowered his body, thrust his sharp beak forward, and spread his wings in a threatening manner.

Responsibility is the word that the master often mentions. What should be done and what should not be done are the principles that the master always adheres to.

The name given to it by its master is the Beast Calling the Dawn, and the master also told it the meaning of this name.

Liming, who is ignorant about everything, meets the talkative Gu You. His innate wisdom comparable to that of humans allows him to successfully understand all the lofty remarks that Gu You has said unintentionally.

Its name is the beast that calls the dawn, and calling the dawn is its responsibility. The dawn itself has no meaning, and only humans can give a new meaning to the sun that rises every day.

If there is no human being who can wake it up, the loud and clear cry that it is so proud of will become meaningless.

The night will eventually fade away, and the dawn will surely come. Before the owner's powerful friends arrive, it will protect the other weak humans in the village.

“Kaa ...

"Spiral pills!"

A rapidly spinning ball of highly concentrated soul power suddenly appeared, and as Taillon watched in shock, it collided with his giant iron fist that was wrapped in a purple-red halo.

boom!
The strong wind generated by the explosion knocked Tyrone to the ground. He quickly struggled to get up and took a defensive posture, but found that the figure who suddenly appeared did not choose to chase, but bent down and picked up the damn rooster on the ground.

The beautiful rose-colored comb disappeared, one wing was completely turned into meat paste, and both chicken claws were shattered due to the huge impact.

Quickly judging Liming's injuries, they were so severe that Tang San could not show any expression on his face.

The blue-green soul power covered with a layer of golden light was concentrated on the fingertips. With a light tap of the index finger, the rich vitality quickly flowed into the dying Dawn's body.

"Huh?"

The warm current awakened Dawn, who was almost losing consciousness, and she kept making puzzled noises.

"You did great, Dawn."

Seeing that Liming was fine, Tang San placed it in the blue silver grass rising at his feet with the most gentle movements.

Looking at the nameless fallen one who was afraid of him, Tang San spoke the most determined oath in the most gentle tone.

"Have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

(End of this chapter)