Global Awakening: Beginning with Awakening the Void Fear

Chapter 210 The battle is on the verge of breaking out!
Xiong Ran looked at Wang Bo in surprise, "Brother, can you bless others with your hidden soul skills?"

Wang Bo smiled faintly, feeling a bit pretentious.

Ning Sanque looked at Wang Bo strangely, he always felt that the smile on Wang Bo's mouth looked like a Shiba Inu.

Under the leadership of Wang Bo, ten Huaxia soul martial masters and students with actual combat power set out for the hiding place of the blood earl.

The reason why human beings can become the masters of the earth is not only the amazing combat power of the Imperial Spirit Master system, but also the wisdom of human beings who are good at creating.

For example, at this moment, Director Li of the Demon Capital Soul Martial Arts and the three Soul Martial Instructors each took out a formation base and began to arrange the formation.

They are the four circles of Xuede, Lieyang, Restoration, and Curse.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and the upcoming battle weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

The two instructors couldn't tell, but the performance of several students with high-level combat power was different. Xiong Ran seemed a little eager to try, and the senior of Jinmen Soul Wu seemed a little nervous, looking at Jinmen Soul Wu from time to time Director Liu.

The other senior from Soul Martial Arts of Demon City had a cold expression, which seemed to be very plain, but Ning Sanque noticed that his fists were clenched tightly, and his fingers were turning white.

Ning Sanque went to see a few guides who arranged the magic circle. The appearance of these guides did not look young, most of them were around 40 years old, and they looked younger than Wang Bo and Jinmen Soul Wu. Director Liu has made a lot of progress.

But he is not surprised at all, after all, it is not easy to realize the breakthrough.

If it is said that the spiritual master system is a step in the accumulation of soul power from the elementary level to the advanced level, it will be a matter of course.

Then, the realization level is the stage that really needs talent. A genius once woke up in January, and in just half a year, he completed the transformation from the realization level to the control level.

But most of the manifestation-level imperial masters are stuck in the awakening of the soul, and each stage is an extremely difficult progress for these people.

Perhaps these instructors used to be geniuses who were able to possess super-level combat power even as high-level imperial masters in the past.

Then, when they reach the realization level, they become mediocre.

Above geniuses, there are even more geniuses. People at the time praised him as: Tianjiao, the proud son of heaven!
Ning Sanque had been called Tianjiao by the mentors of Soul Martial Arts in the imperial capital before. It can be seen that this evaluation is not low. They believed that Ning Sanque had the potential to advance to the control level.

However, judging from Ning Sanque's performance, the realization level is really not a threshold for him.

Above the Existing level, each advancement level is an extremely dangerous progress.

Especially for some manifestation-level spiritual masters above the fifth stage, every step they advance, even they themselves cannot control. Maybe that one breakthrough failure is due to serious injury and loss.

So they started to linger at the realization level, and they were unable to be promoted for a while. The long time was destined to be difficult for the geniuses who had made rapid progress in the past.

At this point, they begin to divert their attention.

Learning the magic circle is a good study to relieve the depression in your heart.

At the very least, after learning the magic circle, as long as there is enough preparation in advance, then it can be regarded as a change of direction to improve combat effectiveness.

Of course, there are naturally geniuses in the present class, for example, Wang Bo!

This kind of person can break the mirror at a great speed at the realization level.

Only those who can advance by leaps and bounds will have the opportunity to truly become famous in the world, and officially obtain the admission ticket to step on the top of various institutions in various countries on the earth!
While Ning Sanque was thinking about this, Li Dao of Demon Capital Soul Wu said.

"Okay, the four magic circles are basically completed. Director Wang, this is for everyone to use together. Later, several Soul Martial Universities will be reimbursed together!" At this time, a director joked instead.

Wang Bo laughed, "Okay, let's report together, I agree on behalf of the imperial capital Hunwu!"

"Then do I have to express my opinion too? Hehe." Director Liu smiled warmly and joined the ranks of reimbursement.

Following the jokes, everyone present smiled, and the silent pressure from the formation before was dissipated one by one.

Ning Sanque took a serious look at the instructors present. He could tell that these instructors were relieving the students' pressure. At the very least, they kept mentioning the arrays they had set up to increase safety and eliminate imminent dangers. Facing some fears of higher tier enemies.

Wang Bo said again, "Next, let's determine the target of the first round of fire. Gemanro of the Bruch clan and Forman of the Gangro clan are the two most powerful earls. We temporarily give up, because the vitality of the blood race is too strong, so the goal I set is the other two secondary counts."

After he finished speaking, everyone in the room nodded in agreement. The vitality of the blood race is strong, the blood source is not broken, and its person is immortal. Even if it is a sub-earl, they may not be sure to kill it in the first round.

"I think Director Wang's plan is a bit conservative!"

An untimely voice came, it was... Ning Sanque!

"What do you think?" Wang Bo is a strong fighter, especially when he is about to fight, his temper is not very good, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ning Sanque with inquiry.

Ning Sanque didn't panic, he said, "Although the junior counts are easy to deal with, what about the follow-up? Director Wang, are you confident that you can completely restrict the two top counts? Once you can't restrain them, how will everyone's safety be guaranteed?"

"Sorry, I don't want to gamble."

Director Liu of Jinmen Soul Wu had an amused smile on his face. Now he was more interested in the champion that Pearl Soul Wu had recruited at great cost. "So what do you think?"

"The target of the first round of fire, I think it should be able to select a top earl. I am sure that when he is extremely weak, he will be killed!" Ning Sanque said in a calm tone. When it came to the end, he His tone was firm and seemed to be full of confidence in it.

"The reason, as you said, I don't like gambling!" Wang Bo said.

Ning Sanque hesitated for a moment, "I hope everyone can keep it secret."

He didn't wait for everyone present to agree, and continued, "My innate soul skill is real damage!"

"True harm?" Director Liu's face was full of joy.

He muttered to himself, "If there is a real damage soul ability, then the plan to kill two top earls has a certain possibility of success."

Ning Sanque had searched the soul skills of the real damage in the library of Mingzhu Hunwu before, and there are currently six identified in the world.

But they all need to use the ancestral power of the soul beasts, which means that the probability of human beings wanting to comprehend the soul skills of these soul beasts' real damage is almost zero.

Therefore, all innate souls with real damage type soul skills in history will be recorded, in other words, they will be famous in history!
At this moment, Ning Sanque actually said that among his innate soul skills, there was a real damage soul skill.

Mingzhu Hunwu, I really found a treasure!

This is the voice of all the instructors present.

"Okay, then according to what Ning Sanque said, let's attack a top earl, Earl Gemanro of the Bruch Clan. His strength should be comparable to Forman of the Gangro Clan, but his speed is faster. It may be more difficult for us to lock in, so our target is Forman of the Gangelo tribe, do you have any opinions?" Wang Bo made a final decision and confirmed the final plan.

This time no one spoke.

"Then, the action begins, code name, Uncle Zhan!"

……

In the extremely empty air-raid shelter.

Due to years of disrepair and the corrosion of the blood energy in the blood world, small cracks have appeared on the top, and the water mist continuously gathered in it, turned into water droplets, and finally fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

It made the air-raid shelter not so quiet, and there was the sound of water drops falling to the ground from time to time.

pat!

pat!

The fourteen earls hung upside down on the roof, and the intense blood-colored soul power circulated on them every time they breathed.

Like fourteen blood cocoons.

Rumble!
Suddenly, there was a sound like the sound of some machine running, which filled the entire air-raid shelter with echoes.

The fourteen earls opened their eyes collectively at the same time.

But accompanying that voice was the light of the four-layer magic circle.

One of them, in particular, shone with the color of the great sun, sweeping away the darkness in the entire air-raid shelter, and the entire air-raid shelter was like daytime.

"Who is it?" A count in the blood clan asked.

They only heard the sound and saw the light of the magic circle, but they didn't see the enemy.

"Each earl is responsible for one direction, two by two!" Foreman said.

At the critical moment, no blood race would sing against him at this time.

At this moment, every blood race began to be on strict alert, staring closely at the direction they were responsible for.

……

A piece of alien space that seems to not exist in this world, like a bubble.

Wang Bo's voice reached everyone's ears. "The blood race commanded just now is our target, Foreman, everyone will directly use the big move later, I will get as close as possible, and wait for the moment when I open the foreign land."

"Director Liu and I made the final blockade, and Ning Sanque completed the harvest!"

As time passed, the light of the great sun had occupied the entire air-raid shelter for a long time, and the blood in it also began to thin out.

At this moment, the entire bubble-like space suddenly shattered!

Several soul skills that had been stored for a long time were blasted out before the bubbles shattered and their figures were not fully revealed.

A giant holding thunder and lightning, a world-destroying snake covered in flames, a long sword piercing the air, the sound of a sword cutting through the air...

They all moved together with a bang, attacking Foreman.

Foreman's face changed slightly, the target of the mysterious man was actually him!
As one of the top earls, he couldn't believe that these people's targets in the first round were actually on him.

He has to use all his strength to resist every attack like this, but why should he resist,

So what if these attacks hit him!

The blood source is immortal, and the blood race is immortal!
Especially for a top earl like him, even he doesn't know how much energy the blood source has, because it's been a long time since no one has been able to force him to that level!
Countless huge soul powers annihilated Foreman, passed through his body, as if they wanted to smash the space he was in.

Visible blood light flickered in it.

Foreman's face was slightly pale. The attack just now completely tore him apart, but he is the top earl of the blood clan, and he is only one step away from the duke. Such an attack cannot completely kill him!

"What are you still doing, attack!" Seeing that the rest of the counts were frightened by the fierce attack, they were motionless, and he couldn't help being short of breath, urging the other blood counts.

Suddenly, a golden light reflected in his eyes, bright and dazzling.

Wang Bo moved.

His whole body turned into a shadow, a dagger appeared in his hand, disappeared in an instant, and then slowly crawled out from the shadow behind Foreman.

Another magic circle arranged early, the curse took effect, Foreman slowed down, his thinking also slowed down, curse—time slows down!
The dagger in Wang Bo's hand scratched Foreman's neck, and his head fell to the ground, smashing into pieces!

Thick blood appeared, but there seemed to be some kind of seal on Wang Bo's dagger, a big bulge, but it couldn't grow out no matter what.

Wang Bo, at this time, is more like an assassin than a strong fighter.

Boom!
It was a gigantic bell.

As soon as the giant dark blue clock appeared, it hung over Foreman's head, and the space around him froze instantly, as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to struggle or move.

This is the first time that Ning Sanque saw the soul of Director Liu of Wang Bo's Jinmen Soul Martial Arts—Kongyu Zhong.

"Not yet?"

Ning Sanque took a deep breath, and an incomparably huge phantom of the soul emerged, which seemed to burst the entire air-raid shelter.

A dragon's head stretched out from the void.

Foreman finally panicked.

He felt a breath of death, which was a warning given to him by the blood race in the dark.

But he was caught by the airspace clock and couldn't escape.

Foreman gritted his teeth, and his body suddenly spread apart, turning into tiny bats.

This is an application of [Blood Origin] by the blood race. With the ancestral power, it can be transformed into countless bats. As long as one bat survives, the blood race can be resurrected again.

But Foreman was full of horror, because he found that he was transformed into tens of thousands of bats, but he still couldn't escape the shackles of the sky clock.

Every inch of space around him, every stream of airflow, is telling him, "Stay!"

Every bat, every flap of its wings, seems to be fighting against space.

When Foreman used all his strength to escape, the dragon head arrived.

The giant mouth is wide open, and inside is a deep and charming purple vortex, which looks mysterious and beautiful.

The horrible chewing sound is so loud and terrifying in the empty and abandoned air-raid shelter!
Foreman let out a scream.

"what!"

Suddenly, it stopped abruptly!

From the appearance of the bubble in the alien space to the death of Foreman, it seems to be very slow to say, but it only took a few short breaths.

The blood race present only heard Foreman's words urging them to do something, followed by Foreman's screams.

The death of the top Earl Foreman added a haze to the hearts of the remaining blood clans.

Among them, except for Gleiman, who was sure that he could escape from such a terrifying attack, none of the other blood races could escape.

"Don't be afraid, there is only one attack like that, counterattack! Great blood." Gleeman's voice sounded like a metal impact.

The war is about to start!
(End of this chapter)