Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 87 Respite
"The old man lost."

Loston's voice no longer had that full of energy, and his whole person seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

He stood on the stage blankly, looking around at his proudest legion, still unable to fully recover from the cruel blow of the facts.

After exhausting all their hard work and family resources, the Lion Legion, which used to roam the continent in the past, was defeated without any resistance.

Lost to a person, a boy who is not a title Douluo, but only ten years old!

"Yes, you are defeated."

Qingyang glanced at Loston in a daze, and repeated it in a flat tone.

Flipping the palm of his hand, he touched the pupilless eye above the sky, and instantly the vision of the sky turned into three halos of different colors, which merged into his body.

The warm light of the sun is no longer covered, and once again shines on the earth, bringing vitality to all things.

The feeling of suffocation, desperation, and palpitations of despair finally disappeared from this large military camp.

It's just that everything here can never go back to the past, and the entire barracks seems extremely dead, with far less vitality.

There are almost no human voices, insects, birds, and beasts. Although they are slowly recovering, they are much sparser than before.

Listening to Qingyang's words, Loston's spirit shook violently.

He came back to his senses and looked at Qingyang, the expression on his face was no longer gloomy, but with a self-sacrificing brilliance and a serious sense of responsibility.

Loston figured it out. Although he suffered a terrible defeat, he still had to complete his final mission, so he couldn't give up on himself.

At the very least... the family background, the cornerstone of the Governor's Mansion, the elite of the Star Luo Empire, and the still powerful Lions Legion should be brought back intact.

Then he took the initiative to take all the responsibilities by himself, and accepted the severe punishment from the emperor and ministers.

Otherwise, without the suppression of the Lion Legion, not to mention himself, even the entire Duke's Mansion, and even the northern province controlled by the family, will undergo tremendous changes!

The political enemies in the empire will not miss this opportunity.

that fate...

"Retirement, food, and even compensation, I will give you whatever you want. I only have one request, no..."

Loston hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After opening his eyes again, his eyes were full of determination.

"I beg you, don't kill us all, let us leave here and return to the Star Luo Empire."

There was a hint of pleading in his voice, which was completely unimaginable in the past.

Once upon a time, Loston sneered at this kind of pleading on the battlefield. Instead of relying on the pity of the enemy, it would be better to make himself stronger.

If he didn't find it, there would be a day when he lowered his proud head and begged the enemy for magnanimity.

How ironic.

Qingyang was silent for a while, not happy about it.

In Roxton, he seemed to see the fall of a bright star.

The prestige gained over the years, the vigor and vigor of traveling across the continent, all disappeared today, and turned into a stepping stone for him.

Even if he was able to return to China and suffer such a defeat, under the martial atmosphere of the Star Luo Empire, it would be enough for the other party to be deprived of everything and lose everything he valued.

"I didn't intend to do this, this dispute will end here."

Qingyang sighed slightly in his heart.

The gauntlet on his right hand faded slowly, and the light disappeared. It can be said that he tried his best in this short battle.

If you don't use this tricky method to face an elite army of 8000 people, unless you continue to squeeze yourself, even if you can win, the price will be very high.

He turned and looked aside. Davis, who had never intervened, thought about it, and several blurry and special pictures flooded into his brain.

It seems to be a harbinger of the unknown under God's will.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Qingyang seemed to have realized something, so he said: "If your future is doomed to be miserable, maybe you can come to Wuhun Temple and try to change this fate."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the surprised Davis to respond, Qingyang took two steps outside by himself, raised his head slightly, and disappeared here under a burst of light.

What did he mean by that?
Can he also see my future?
Looking at the messy field, Davis was puzzled.

With Qingyang's identity and strength, everything the other party said should not be taken lightly, or even taken seriously.

He doesn't think that the other party will say some meaningless nonsense
It's just that no matter what he thinks, he still doesn't have the slightest idea, but because of this, Davis deeply remembered Qingyang's words in his heart.

When Luoston saw Qingyang disappear, his mind immediately relaxed, and a huge exhaustion immediately hit his mind, making him feel dizzy for a while.

It's not that he hasn't been affected just now, it's just that as a senior soul master, his resistance is a little stronger.

But without any resistance from the mental shock, the consumption of the will of heaven on his mind is also extremely terrifying.

To be able to survive until now is already regarded as his deep foundation and tough will.

"Davis, let's get ready. Transfer the previous batch of food and supplies, and then send them to the city. When the Wuhun Temple accepts them, we will retreat and return."

"Also, let's release all those people who were caught before. After suffering such a failure, this meritorious service is of no use at all."

"This is politics..."

Loston's exclamation was full of exhaustion and powerlessness, and Davis temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

After thinking about it, he decided to remind the other party tactfully.

That was something that Loston didn't think about and didn't remember much after he was hit hard.

"Marquis, the headquarters of the Spirit Hall is about to start. Now that the operation has failed, we can't deal with those people. What should we do next?"

Loston was taken aback, nodded, and said:

"This is a problem. Let's send someone to the Martial Soul Branch Hall to inform first. It would be best to inform the Qingyang Palace Master. If I remember correctly, he belongs to the Pope's faction."

"Maybe, being able to make the other party accept a little affection, this can barely be regarded as thanks to him for letting us go."

After finishing speaking, looking at the distraught Lions gradually standing up below, Loston sighed and arranged for someone to deliver the news.

No matter what, at least for them, this operation is over, and no matter what turmoil occurs in Wuhun Hall, it has nothing to do with them.

Even the Star Luo Empire has no ability to do anything to the Spirit Hall in a short period of time.

Except for the northern provinces, it will take some time to mobilize strength. If they really want to do that, it will not be covered up by a temptation.

(End of this chapter)