Douluo: I Don't Want to Be a God, I Actually Became a God

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Accompanied by the ringing of the ancient bells, the rising sun gradually climbed up from the edge of the mountains, spreading all its warmth and light onto this empty and solemn land. The golden light shines on the Papal Palace not far away, which seems to be within reach, making it appear more and more ethereal and insubstantial, not like a human scene.

The three teams that advanced to the finals stood like pines and cypresses on this empty platform.

——That is the square that only the truly young and powerful are qualified to set foot on to observe the majesty of the Pope's Palace.

At this time, three teams of their generation led by young people, a total of about twenty future strong men, had been standing here waiting for a long time.

As for the teachers from the three major colleges, they were waiting outside the square because they were neither qualified nor allowed to enter the venue. The only two exceptions to enter were the two imperial princes who entered the venue together with the participating teams and took high seats.

"It's so slow..."

Ma Hongjun, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't bear the boring wait and began to move his little head to look left and right at this holy land of soul masters that was said to be rare.

To say that the most impressive thing, in the eyes of a little fat man who does not have a particularly strong identity background and does not have the vision to estimate the value of the building materials in front of him, is the two rows in front of the Pope's Palace who have been guarding here for who knows how long. knight.

After all, it was lined up from the front of the Pope's Palace to their square, and after surrounding the competition venue, it spread down to the foot of the mountain. The flash of bright silver armor, the thick knight's sword and the unfathomable fluctuations all over his body made the little fat man who had never seen a big scene stunned at the wealth and wealth of Wuhun Palace.

You must know that cultivating a high-level soul master is not an easy task. The funds required for this even Ma Hongjun, who only receives monthly subsidies from Wuhun Palace, feel that it is a large amount of money, let alone this. There are almost hundreds of soul masters with soul powers similar to his.

This is really...

Ma Hongjun thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to describe it, so he could only say to himself: Rich!

Ma Hongjun's little moves naturally could not escape the eyes of the spirit masters present, but everyone at Shrek Academy was not used to it. Not to mention that the most impatient guy among their brothers had begun to feel bored and boring of waiting, and then wandered off to look elsewhere. Even the most calm captain among them - Dai Mubai.

That was also the time when I crossed my arms across my chest early and closed my eyes to relieve my growing impatience while waiting. If it weren't for the fact that the Pope of Wuhun Palace's status was enough to be on equal footing with their fathers and emperors, which made Dai Mubai feel fear in his heart, he would have gone straight to the resting place for the three participating colleges set up not far away. Sit down.

The other little monsters were either playing with their hands or looking at him in a daze. No one really paid attention to the coming of the most noble Pope in Wuhun Palace.

Even the members of the Kamikaze Academy team who noticed the posture of Shrek Academy couldn't help but relax. They unconsciously straightened their backs until they ached under the silent intimidation of the surrounding temple knights.

The three members of the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, who had not taken their actions seriously at first, saw others becoming more relaxed as the time for His Majesty the Pope's appearance approached. Yan, who was the most irritable and irritable, couldn't help but pointed at Ma Hongjun, the leader, and cursed: "How disrespectful! How can you look around in front of the Pope's Palace? It's your honor to meet His Majesty. How can you Shrek Academy have the most basic etiquette?" Have no one ever taught you?!”

In name, they only blamed Ma Hongjun, but in fact they involved the overall education of Shrek Academy. They also accused Sang Huai and secretly cursed the Kamikaze Academy team aside.

In this wave, Yan could be regarded as directly stabbing three waves of young talents belonging to two forces with one person.

Ma Hongjun: "...?"

The little fat man looked left and right and found that the person Yan was pointing at was him and no one else. He was also a little confused about what he had done to be scolded like this.

But no matter what the reason was, the person being scolded naturally did not hold back his anger. He immediately picked his nose and flicked his fingers casually. He did not even bother to look back at Yan, but continued to look around and replied reflexively. He said: "You guys can see what I did, aren't you also a guy who is disrespectful to the Pope?"

Ma Hongjun's tone was calm, and his retort without a trace of sarcasm made Yan, who was questioned about his respect for the Pope, instantly burst into anger: "You!"

"Yan." A calm male voice stopped the companions who were gradually being easily provoked to anger. Xie Yue, the eldest and calmest among the three golden generation members of Wuhun Palace, stopped Yan's increasingly unrestrained movements, " This is also within the scope of His Majesty’s Divine Consciousness, so you should know what to do with your status and restrain your behavior.”

"!" Yan gasped for a few breaths. After all, he listened to some of Xie Yue's words. His hands were shaking with anger, but in the end he didn't take action. In other words, we can't make a big fuss at this time.

Ma Hongjun didn't know that Yan, who had high attack and low defense, could break his defense with just a retort out of habit. He just looked at the teacher with envy from afar.

——The seats, the fruits, it’s so comfortable... Damn it, he’s so envious!

"咚咚-"

The sound of heavy drums called back Ma Hongjun's scattered consciousness, and at the same time, it also called back the wandering consciousness of the people beside him, except for the Wuhun Temple participating team.

The sound of drums from far away became louder and louder.

A sound, as if the beating of the heart began to echo the sound of the drum, making people's blood boil.

Yu Yuyi felt driven by the influence, and her heart was beating faster and faster. She unconsciously lowered her eyes and thought deeply: Is this... the influence of martial arts? No, it should be a soul guide. Its function is similar to the war drum used to direct the army to march, fight, retreat and inspire momentum on the battlefield. There is more than one, and the scope is very wide. At this time, Wuhun Palace has...

Accompanied by the sound of drums, a group of people slowly walked out from the side door of the Pope's Palace. A total of twelve cardinals, whose status was second only to that of the platinum bishop, stepped out from the side door and waited for the last cardinal to walk out. When they walked to the door of the temple, they stood in rows on the left and right, six people on each side. stand.

The leader shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Pope has arrived——!"

The sound, accompanied by the deliberately released soul power, was carried far away by the wind.

"Long live, long live, long live!"

The Temple Guard Knights, who had been as silent as a boulder, let out loud shouts like landslides and tsunamis in unison, and the shouts continued like waves. Instead, it seems that starting from this place, it gradually spreads outward until the entire Wuhun City is filled with countless soul masters who are not allowed to approach Pope Mountain, but regard Wuhun Palace as their belief in this life. Accompanied shouts.

For them, the Pope is the symbol of Wuhun Palace and their highest belief in this life. The huge, gorgeous and majestic palace door slowly opened, and the six emblems belonging to Wuhun Palace on the two doors gradually deviated from the track.

The giant sword in the middle representing the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, one of the three upper sects, was chopped open by the crack of the door. Along with the hammers and dragons, they were arranged on both sides. The swan wings symbolizing the Tiandou Empire surrounded it, as if it was roaring and struggling but helpless. The divided roaring tiger face was swallowed up together, and the only thing left was the incomplete human form that stood above all the symbolic emblems, which had always been a shadow and symbolized the Spirit Hall.

He seemed to be above all forces, towering above and glancing down. Not even the majestic gate could damage His majesty. His hands were spread wide, as if He contained all the forces and the whole world in his hands.

Seeing the meaning of the design of the main door, His Royal Highness Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, seemed not to realize anything. He still had a gentle smile, with only the coldness in his eyes and the suddenly cold aura around him, calling his senior commander Ning aside. The man arranged by Fengzhi was impolite and put his hand on his not-so-generous shoulder, silently signaling calmness.

Davis, with his pale and frail face looking like he was recovering from a serious illness, sat in the seat of the Star Luo Empire's crown prince with his arms crossed and his eyes closed as he snorted coldly. Zhu Zhuyun, who was holding the handle of his seat and standing on one side, acting as Davis' temporary bodyguard, glanced at the opening and closing door in disgust, and then acted like he was concerned about the injured who was about to heal.

It's just that no matter what the leaders of the other two forces say, it's hard for the rest of the people to pay attention.

Because at this moment, all of their eyes were unconsciously attracted to the slowly opening door. And as the sound of the war drums gradually accelerated, their heartbeats and breathing rates gradually became faster.

Among them, the heartbeats of the nine members of the Wuhundian Academy team, including the alternates, were the loudest. The rumbling sounds seemed to echo the heartbeats of the surrounding soul masters who also admired Wuhundian and regarded them as their faith.

Even the three members of the golden generation couldn't help but blush with excitement and joy on their always arrogant and cold faces, revealing their longing, wet eyes, staring straight at the golden robe exposed from the crack in the door.

The hem of the golden long dress floated towards the door due to the flow of air.

And as a corner of the robe was revealed, the first thing that appeared in front of everyone was not the Pope's crown in heavy attire, but as long as an adult man, with more than a hundred top-grade red, blue, and gold inlays on the top. The scepter is made of colored gemstones and symbolizes the power of the Pope.

Above the middle part of the scepter is a soft and slender hand that doesn't look like a soul master's hand at all. Slowly looking up again, the pope wearing a golden robe and a red papal cloak, who seemed to be a unique oil painting with thick ink and heavy colors, finally walked out of the painting and fell into reality.

Solemn, solemn, majestic and tall!

When everyone saw her for the first time, what they thought of was definitely not her gender or her appearance, but something indescribable and aura-like. Obviously the height of the pope stands on both sides of the main entrance, and the cardinals who bow their heads look a little short in comparison, but even so, the first impression of those who see her is that of illusion and infinite tallness. !

When Yu Yuyi saw Bibi Dong for the first time, she had the illusion that she was seeing those high-ranking gods in her long-distant memory that had not yet been separated from Douluo.

They were not merciful. On the contrary, the prehistoric times at that time could even be called barbaric, but it was the gods at that time. The look in their eyes that had not been eroded by blood and power could truly be called 'gods'.

——As if he sees everything, but as if he doesn’t see everything.

——They are out there, alone and detached.

As Bibi Dong walked out of the Papal Palace, and as she walked towards the high position as if all the light was concentrated on her step by step, those people she passed behind, whether they were cardinals or the knights guarding the Papal Palace and the Pope's Mount, were all there. The moment Bibi Dong's clothes left, he held the weapon in one hand in an orderly manner and placed the other hand on his heart. He knelt on the ground on one knee and shouted in unison to greet him:

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

It's like the uniform movements and atmosphere that come from long training. It's indescribable.

Even the people from the two teams of Shrek Academy and Shenfeng Academy who didn't take the Pope of Wuhun Palace into their hearts at first couldn't help but want to bow down for a moment when the shouts echoed from all directions like a valley. The feeling of worship.

What's more, the members of the Wuhundian Academy team between the two teams have already lowered their fanatical gazes one by one. Like the knights and bishops, they knelt on the ground with one knee and put one hand on their chest. Show surrender.

Several young people in Shenfeng Academy who were still unaware of what was going on looked at the movements of the Wuhundian Academy team and followed them, bending their knees in a daze and confusion, preparing to salute.

It was Feng Xiaotian who discovered his stupid team members and asked the deputy team to help pass the message. Only then did some team members who didn't know what to do follow the big team (especially those from Shenfeng Academy and Shrek Academy) All the while, neither humble nor arrogant, quietly stayed where he was.

There were nine main candidates of Shrek Academy standing in the square. They did not discuss it, but no one imitated the actions of the soul master next to them. They just stood there without restraining themselves or looking at them curiously or bluntly. sight.

Bibi Dong seemed to feel that this part of the participating team was particularly strong, and her eyes were completely different from those of others who looked down, obediently and loyally. Before she reached the expected height, she obeyed her will and turned her face slightly towards these arrogant young people. This is the soul master.

The condescending gaze seemed to have a meaning of evaluation, but also seemed to mean nothing, just a casual glance.

The two particularly maverick team members were caught by the sight. Some of them with keen senses had already noticed the meaning and slight tingling sensation. However, those with dull senses were also under this direct and naked sight. Later, they realized Later, I felt a little embarrassed that I didn't fit in with others.

But other than this glance, Pope Bibi Dong didn't say anything else, and still walked step by step on her way to the high platform seat.

On the other hand, two of the four soul masters who were following the Pope, wearing bright red robes studded with gold and silver patterns, and with gold and luxurious gems the size of a baby's fist hanging on their chests, had dissatisfied looks on their faces.

The reason is two people.

The reason is that one of the four is Luo Chenxin, a sword fighter from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who is relatively familiar to everyone in Shrek Academy; the other one is even more familiar, and is Ning Fengzhi, the current sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Shrek Academy: ...What a coincidence.

The two people who are familiar with each other will naturally not express their dissatisfaction with Shrek Academy and Shenfeng Academy's lack of etiquette. Only the two titled Douluo who are affiliated with Wuhun Palace, and can even be said to be directly under the Pope, will express their dissatisfaction with Shrek Academy and Shenfeng Academy. The two teams that disrespected Pope Bibi Dong showed dissatisfaction and even glared at each other.

Bibi Dong has to admit that she is a very charming person, even though she is a villain in the original work (not necessarily in my article).

Updates will be made tomorrow and should last until the end of the month, if nothing goes wrong. (Aim to finish in March and April)