bdsm-fiction Chapter 118 Evil Soul Master
Chapter 118 Evil Soul Master
Zi Ji stepped forward, her gaze falling on the map, and asked, "Commander Du, do you have any more specific information about this group of bandits?"
For example, what exactly is the leader's martial spirit? What are the characteristics of their spirit skills?
A barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across Du Ming's face: "I'm ashamed. This gang of bandits is secretive and has extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities."
Our scouts approached several times, but failed to ascertain the leader's martial spirit and soul skills, suffering some losses among their men. Therefore, they dared not venture further.
Zi Ji continued to press, each question precise and necessary: "Then, do its core members, or other known leaders, possess any special or noteworthy martial souls?"
Du Ming shook his head: "Most of the martial spirits we have so far are fairly common, nothing particularly strange about them."
"Have there been any unusual movements or actions by them in recent days?"
"Nothing at the moment. According to external observations, everything appears normal."
Zi Ji turned to Du Ming and said, "Since that's the case, Commander Du, I have two requests that I'd like to make, and I hope you'll consider them."
First, could we borrow a batch of standard light armor and defensive soul guides from the military?
This is the children's first time performing this type of task, so multiple layers of protection are essential for their safety. All items will be returned intact upon completion of the mission.
She continued, "Secondly, the mountainous terrain is complex, making it easy to hide and escape."
To ensure that evil is eradicated completely and no future troubles are left, could you please trouble Commander Du to personally select a team of elite soldiers to accompany us into the mountains?
Once we have located the enemy's lair and are launching our attack, please have your unit set up ambushes and defenses along key outer routes to prevent any escapees. Is this feasible?
Du Ming cupped his hands and said, "Teacher Huo's considerations are thorough."
"This matter needs to be reported to the Marshal for a decision. Please wait a moment." After saying this, he bowed and withdrew to seek instructions.
Inside another, more heavily guarded tent, Dai Hao and Xuan Zi sat facing each other.
Xuanzi carried the wine gourd but didn't drink it. He just squinted at Dai Hao and clicked his tongue twice: "It's been a few years, and your cultivation has improved quite a bit."
This aura is profound and solid; it seems he has obtained a considerable opportunity.
Dai Hao dared not be negligent in the slightest towards this senior, and bowed slightly: "Elder Xuan, your eyes are sharp. Some time ago, I returned to my hometown to pay homage to my ancestors, and I was fortunate to be blessed by the God of War, who sent down a divine test."
Relying on the meager merits and cultivation foundation accumulated over many years of battles, he managed to complete the first six trials by sheer luck, and only recently broke through.
He spoke casually, but Xuanzi, with his keen eyesight, could naturally sense the immense fighting spirit that Dai Hao had not yet fully contained, as well as the faintly emanating domain aura carrying a divine pressure.
That was no ordinary state of a newly ascended Title Douluo; the ratio of his spirit rings was probably already astonishing. This opportunity of the "God of War Trial" was truly amazing.
"The God of War's test..." Xuanzi stroked the wine gourd, a hint of understanding and sigh flashing in his eyes, "It seems that your Dai family's fortune is still intact."
"That's excellent. The mainland is going through a turbulent time; the more powerful a leader there is, the more stable things will be."
At this moment, Du Ming requested an audience outside the tent. After entering, he reported Zi Ji's request in detail.
After listening, Dai Hao thought for a moment and then nodded, saying, "That's fine. Teacher Huo's concerns are very reasonable."
Du Ming, you must do it immediately and allocate a batch of the best light armor and defensive soul tools.
In addition, you will personally select twenty skilled individuals who are clever and familiar with mountain warfare to accompany Shrek's distinguished guests.
All actions must be carried out under the command of Elder Xuan and Teacher Wang Yan. Thorough cooperation is essential to ensure the success of this mission.
"Yes, Your subordinate obeys!" Du Ming replied solemnly, then turned and strode away to carry out the order.
Du Ming quickly returned to the military tent where Zi Ji and the others were, bringing Dai Hao's reply: "The Marshal has given his approval. Please follow me to select suitable light armor."
The group then headed to the armory. Inside the warehouse, rows of well-maintained standard light armor gleamed with a cold, hard black light under the soul-guided lamps.
Du Ming ordered his men to take out the armor one by one, and also instructed his subordinates to bring several defensive soul tools, mostly trigger-type shield generators or small-range offset shields. Although they were not complicated, they could save lives in critical moments.
The seven people in the inner courtyard each selected and tried on their armor. Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and the others moved swiftly, the sound of the armor plates clashing crisply.
Beibei and He Caitou from the outer courtyard, and Tang Ya also chose three pairs of clothes that would fit well with slight adjustments.
Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and Xiao Xiao were relatively slender, and the standard military armor was too large for them, restricting their movement. So they each took a lightweight defensive soul tool to wear.
Xiao Xiao was thoughtful and also chose a small brooch-style shield generator for Huo Yutong.
When she returned to the tent, she found Huo Yutong curled up on her side, asleep, with one hand unconsciously clutching the hem of Biji's clothes.
Biji shook her head slightly at Xiao Xiao, her gaze gentle.
Xiao Xiao understood, gently placed the soul tool beside the blanket, and quietly withdrew.
Outside the tent, Du Ming had already gathered twenty elite soldiers overnight. They were all veterans who were used to traversing mountains and had sharp eyes, and they were waiting for orders.
The next morning, everyone was fully prepared, and with dry food and water, they headed straight into the depths of the Mingdou Mountains.
The mountain path was rugged, and the forest was dense and lush. With his keen observation of geology, vegetation, and residual traces, and combined with maps, Wang Yan led the team through the terrain efficiently.
Several hours later, a hidden cave entrance, partially obscured by vines in a shady mountain hollow, appeared before them. A cold, damp atmosphere seeped out from within.
Xuanzi's immense spiritual power had already spread like mercury, silently sweeping across the entire area.
"The strongest are only Soul Kings, just a handful. Their auras are sinister and filthy, nauseating."
He transmitted his voice to Wang Yan, then leaped up to a high cliff with a wide view, sat down cross-legged, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, but in reality, his spiritual power had already subtly enveloped the area below.
Following the plan, Wang Yan ordered twenty soldiers to disperse around the cave along possible escape routes and lie in ambush.
At the entrance, several luminous, jade-green pills appeared in Brigitte's palm. "These pills can dispel ordinary miasma and corpse poison. Take them."
The group took the medication as instructed, and after a final check of their light armor and soul tools, they focused their attention and filed into the deep cave.
A hellish scene suddenly appeared before my eyes.
The cave was initially quite spacious, but it was soon filled with an indescribable terror.
The walls were not made of rock, but rather of pale bones and dried entrails mixed with some kind of mucus, emitting a strong, dizzying stench of decay.
On the ground, there were scattered tattered clothes, dried and blackened pools of blood, and... mutilated limbs.
What's even more chilling and makes one's anger instantly overwhelm reason is the small, bluish-purple infant corpses piled up haphazardly in the corner, some of them not even full-term.
"Ugh..." A student suddenly covered his mouth, his stomach churning.
Beibei's face was ashen, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He Caitou's face was filled with only cold anger. Wu Feng and Xiao Xiao turned their faces away, their bodies trembling slightly.
Huo Yutong's pupils contracted sharply, her face turned as pale as paper. The horrific scenes before her eyes overlapped, making her dizzy, but she was steadily supported by a warm and firm hand that reached out from beside her. It was Bi Ji.
"These...beasts!" Dai Yueheng squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.
"Leave no one alive." Ma Xiaotao's voice was icy cold.