The soul masters invited to attend the ceremony today, besides those Title Douluo, were mostly representatives from local families in Barack, members of the Martial Soul Hall branches in several major cities, and a large number of mid-level officials.
Previously, to prevent leaks, this group hadn't been included in the efforts to win them over and control them.
But now that the nation was established, it was natural to subdue all forces within the territory and forge them into a solid block.
Otherwise, any unrest would inevitably cause considerable trouble and casualties.
Indeed, as Nangong Lingyun had anticipated, as soon as the national policy was announced, many people immediately became shocked and enraged. If not for the army standing guard nearby, they would likely have caused a major disturbance.
Especially after the prisoners were brought out, and they saw the crimes listed on the iron plaques on their chests, these so-called nobles not only didn't cool down, but instead became even more indignant.
In the eyes of many soul masters, the commoners without soul power were simply not the same species as them, not much different from pigs, dogs, or sheep.
Because they liked eating pork, enslaved cattle and horses, and were sentenced to death for killing a few sheep or dogs, this wasn't just absurd; it was utterly ridiculous.
However, when the Tornado began spewing flames, almost everyone, whose faces had just been flushed with anger, instantly turned pale, and the fury in their eyes abruptly faded, replaced by shock and disbelief.
Taking the enemy's head from a thousand meters away, even for rare long-range attackers, it's something ninety percent of them can't do.
And it doesn't require consuming soul power. Using gunpowder to launch metal pellets, the ability to sustain combat is also incomparable.
After the Fire God's Fury was activated,
everyone completely collapsed in their chairs, their eyes losing their luster, and they couldn't control their trembling.
All the great principles of benevolence and morality were just empty words; possessing the power to destroy was the true truth.
Including Ning Fengzhi, Xueye, Dai Tianli, and others, they originally harbored some doubts,
believing Nangong Lingyun's ideas were too naive.
He was indeed invincible himself, even Tang Chen, a god king inheritor and a Limit Douluo, wasn't his match.
But governing a country wasn't that simple.
Even with immense personal strength, one person can't handle everything. They need capable subordinates to assist them.
The imperial court, with its various departments, halls, and institutions, controls hundreds, even thousands, of cities. It employs over a hundred thousand officials and boasts an army of a million soldiers. From centurions upwards, that requires nearly twenty thousand officers.
Who else could be relied upon besides nobles and Soul Masters?
As for letting ordinary people manage Soul Masters...
Heh, try collecting taxes, issuing orders, or even just arriving at your post before someone slashes you down. How could you possibly manage anything?
But when firearms, operable by ordinary people and possessing power comparable to mid-level Soul Masters, appeared, everything changed.
Nangong Lingyun could very well establish an entirely new system of governance.
This changed everything.
The Soul Masters fell silent, their faces ashen. The ordinary onlookers outside the arena, after a moment of stunned silence, erupted in excited cheers.
Shouting with all their might, some people even burst into tears on the spot.
On that planet of the previous life, which was considered free and democratic, all sorts of horrifying and fantastical tragedies had occurred.
Douluo, this unequal feudal world with extraordinary power, the plight of the common people would only be more unimaginable.
What happened just now was only the tip of the iceberg. Almost every city had such people, and the upper classes were already accustomed to it, even more crazed.
Even this was the result of the Martial Soul Hall's efforts to suppress.
They provided monthly subsidies to low-level soul masters, enough to live on, and hunted down Evil Soul Masters and evil soul masters who enjoyed slaughtering mortals across the continent.
Zhao Wuji was wanted because he was unhappy eating at a restaurant and, in a fit of rage, flattened the entire place.
If it were to wait until Tang San took over and the era of Douluo 2, which was controlled behind the scenes, forget about subsidies. The commoners weren't obediently becoming slaves and consumables, and they actually wanted to awaken their martial souls to change their fate? They were dreaming.
The soul masters were silent, and the people cheered.
Ma Ergou scratched his head, feeling quite embarrassed.
According to the schedule, the demonstration segment wasn't over yet; Thunder God's Fury still hadn't been displayed.
But the problem was that the criminals were all dead. Even the two defensive Soul Kings, working together, couldn't withstand Fire God's Fury for five seconds. They were instantly reduced to dust.
After a moment of frustration and hesitation, he had no choice but to step forward and ask, "Your Majesty, all the criminals have been executed. Should the demonstration continue?"
As soon as he spoke, before Nangong Lingyun could even say anything, the Title Douluos immediately became anxious.
"This is the founding ceremony; how can we just change the process?"
"How about we act as targets?"
"That's right, Soul Kings are too weak to perfectly demonstrate the power of the firearms."
Fire God's Fury could already instantly kill Soul Kings. Judging by its power, Soul Emperors shouldn't be much of a problem either.
They were eager to know just how powerful the obviously stronger Thunder God's Fury was.
If it could rival a Soul Sage, then they would really have to think carefully about their future.
More than ten Title Douluo watched with their eyes wide open. Nangong Lingyun smiled slightly. "Grant their request. However, since you're facing Title Douluo, this time you can use your martial souls and soul power to assist you. Use all your weapons, and the time limit doesn't apply."
He knew very well that to curb the unhealthy trends in the entire soul master hierarchy, he not only had to set rules for them but, more importantly, demonstrate the ability to replace and even completely destroy them.
"Yes, sir."
Ma Ergou quickly returned to his formation to command. The major forces hurriedly sent one or two Title Douluo to the center of the execution ground.
They were Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall, Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Lightning Douluo of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, and Leopard Douluo of the Great Soul Arena, a total of five people.
They didn't try to escape like those prisoners before.
Instead, they each released their martial souls, prepared their soul skills, and waited to be bombarded.
A golden, enormous chrysanthemum shone brightly, a bone dragon stretched for a hundred meters, and a blue lightning dragon crouched on the ground, spreading its wings. A leopard and a hammer were also present.
They lined up side-by-side.
Two minutes later, Ma Ergou had set up the positions. At his command, eight directions, a total of eighty thousand soldiers, with over a thousand cannons of various types, a thousand machine guns, and over ten thousand rifles, all spewed flames.
If they hadn't been encircled, there wouldn't have been enough space for all the troops to deploy. The number of Tornados and Fire God's Fury would have to be multiplied several times.
The whooshing, whistling sound of the shells and bullets filled the air instantly, followed by a series of deafening, dense explosions that almost stopped everyone's hearts.
The furious explosions directly stirred up a gust of wind on the field.
The metal used by the Title Douluo often possessed extraordinary properties, with extremely high plasticity and toughness.
Combined with gunpowder and soul power, the firearms created had even greater power than those of the previous world.
The agile attack-type Title Douluo with the Leopard spirit was the first to falter, running behind Yu Yuanzhen to hide.
But within seconds, even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon started to crumble.
In a normal battle, a regular army was indeed no match for a Title Douluo. The speed advantage alone could leave the opponent disoriented.
But if they just stood there and took the bombardment, a thousand cannons... even a Limit Douluo would eventually be overwhelmed.
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