radicalducati Chapter 805 The Title Douluo's Plea for Help
Chapter 805 The Title Douluo's Plea for Help
With Tang Lan's roar, the Overlord Wind-Devouring Thorn erupted with light.
Like a blazing sun exploding in an instant, it releases incomparably dazzling light and extremely hot energy.
The light swept away the black ghostly figures with overwhelming force, instantly dispersing them. The ghostly figures, illuminated by the light...
Like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, they quickly melted away, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the void.
Upon seeing this, Ghost Shadow Douluo's face turned extremely ugly. His features were twisted together with extreme shock and anger, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
He never expected that Tang Lan's second soul skill would have such astonishing power, capable of contending with his ninth soul skill, which he had always been proud of and considered to be of unparalleled power.
The onlookers were all deeply shocked by Tang Lan's unimaginably powerful strength.
For a moment, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes seemingly about to pop out of their sockets, their mouths agape, as if they had been frozen in place.
Staring blankly at Tang Lan,
My heart was filled with awe and admiration for him, and I was unable to come back to my senses for a long time.
Star Douluo's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets, his mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
He looked like a petrified sculpture.
Ghost Scythe Douluo's hands trembled uncontrollably, the trembling growing more and more intense, as if it were out of his control.
He muttered to himself:
"This...this is impossible...this is completely beyond my imagination, it's simply unbelievable."
Tang Ya covered her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears of excitement and surprise.
Her voice trembled with emotion, even carrying a hint of a sob:
"Tang Lan... he's so powerful... I never imagined he could have such amazing strength."
Ma Xiaotao's eyes were filled with fervent adoration.
That gaze was like a burning flame, intense and fiery.
She clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her arms bulging, and shouted:
"Tang Lan, you are our hero! You are our eternal pride!"
Her voice echoed across the battlefield, filled with boundless passion.
Jiang Nannan stared blankly at Tang Lan, her expression still seemingly frozen in that breathtaking moment.
She couldn't recover for a long time. Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured softly:
"Is this Tang Lan's strength...? This is incredible... This is simply extraordinary power, unbelievable."
A surprised smile bloomed on Yu'er's face, a smile as bright and beautiful as a flower in spring.
She jumped up excitedly, waving her hands in the air and shouting:
"I knew Brother Tang Lan could do it! He never lets us down!"
Ice Bear Douluo and Time Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.
Ice Bear Douluo couldn't help but sigh:
"This child's future is limitless; he will surely become famous throughout the continent! His talent and potential are simply unparalleled in the world. If he is given the opportunity to hone his skills, he will definitely become a legend."
Time Douluo nodded slightly, his gaze never leaving Tang Lan, his eyes filled with expectation and approval:
"His performance today is enough to prove his talent and potential. Given time, he will surely stand at the pinnacle of this continent and become a figure revered by all."
Tang Lan, wielding the Overlord Spear, launched a final attack on Ghost Shadow Douluo.
His soul power burned like a raging inferno, its surging force seemingly threatening to devour everything around him. His aura was as majestic as the ocean tide, wave after wave. Tang Lan's eyes were as firm as a rock, without the slightest hesitation or retreat; his deep eyes held only unwavering determination and resolve for victory. His steps were steady and powerful, each step seemingly carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, causing a slight tremor in the ground, and tiny cracks appeared and spread outwards.
The Overlord Spear gleamed brilliantly in his hand, a dazzling light like a radiant star descending to earth. Wherever the spear tip pointed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if the prelude to death was being played. At the same time, a layer of mysterious runes suddenly appeared on the spear, shining with an eerie light, like an ancient incantation awakening.
As Tang Lan exerted his strength, a burst of scorching flame erupted from the tip of the Overlord Spear. The flames twisted and writhed like a raging dragon, as if to incinerate everything in their path. Wherever the flames passed, the space itself distorted slightly, as if unable to withstand the terrifying heat.
Tang Lan roared, "Ghost Shadow Douluo, today is your end!"
The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky and making everyone's eardrums buzz.
He flashed and instantly transformed into a streak of light, moving at such extreme speed that he left behind a series of afterimages.
He sped toward Ghost Shadow Douluo, and wherever he went, the wind howled and sand and stones flew.
Upon seeing this, Ghost Shadow Douluo's face revealed an expression of despair and fear.
His expression was contorted beyond recognition, his eyes filled with terror.
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But he still tried to put up a final resistance, which was his last bit of dignity and stubbornness as a Douluo.
He desperately mobilized the little soul power he had left, which was as weak and unstable as a candle flickering in the wind.
His hands trembled as he tried to conjure a defensive shield to withstand Tang Lan's thunderous attack.
However, Tang Lan's attack was unstoppable.
The Overlord Spear, carrying invincible power, pierced straight towards Ghost Shadow Douluo.
The power contained in the spear tip seemed capable of piercing through everything, and the immense pressure made it almost impossible for Ghost Shadow Douluo to breathe.
The scorching flames instantly engulfed Ghost Shadow Douluo's defensive shield. Under the burning heat of the flames, the shield melted away instantly, like thin ice meeting the blazing sun.
At this critical moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense. Everyone held their breath and stared intently at this moment that would determine the outcome.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world seemed to consist only of Tang Lan and Ghost Shadow Douluo.
Ghost Shadow Douluo stared in terror at Tang Lan, who was hurtling towards him with earth-shattering force.
He desperately pleaded for help from Ghost Scythe Douluo and Star Douluo:
"Help me! Help me! I don't want to die!"
His voice was filled with fear and despair, trembling and choked with sobs, as if it were the last cry squeezed out from the depths of his soul.
His former arrogance had vanished, replaced by endless panic.
The arrogance and conceit of the past were gone from his eyes; only a deep fear of death remained. (End of Chapter)