Chapter 22 Live Broadcast from the Sky Curtain: The Terrifying Soul Tools of the Sun Moon Empire!
Poseidon pointed at the Trident of Poseidon, her voice suddenly rising, filled with endless pain and self-mockery:
"I, Poseidon, have dedicated my entire life, all my youth, emotions, and beliefs to him! I guarded his island, awaiting his successor, thinking it was the highest honor! But what was the result? What I guarded was such a joke! A complete and utter deception!"
The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluos fell silent upon hearing this.
The exposure of the Sky Curtain had also destroyed their faith.
They could not refute a single word from Poseidon.
"But High Priest, what will you do if we leave? What will happen to Poseidon Island?"
Seahorse Douluo asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with worry.
"I'm letting you go!"
Poseidon suddenly screamed hoarsely, two lines of bloody tears streaming down her face.
With all her might, Poseidon pointed at the temple gate, seemingly insane:
"Get out of here! Never come back! The legacy of the Sea God ends with me, it's over!"
Poseidon staggered a few steps, then pointed again at the golden trident, her voice filled with resolute hatred:
"As for it... leave it here. Whether it's taken away or left to rot and decay, it has nothing to do with me, or with you!"
Seeing Poseidon's frenzied state and utter collapse of faith, the Seven Sacred Pillar Douluos' faces were filled with pain and unbearable sorrow.
They knew that this woman, who had dedicated her life to the Sea God, had been completely broken.
Keeping her here would only cause her more suffering.
Sea Dragon Douluo took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Poseidon, and said in a heavy voice:
"High Priest... take care."
With that, Sea Dragon Douluo was the first to turn and resolutely walk out of the Sea God's Temple.
Seeing this, the other six also bowed deeply to Poseidon, tears welling in their eyes, and silently withdrew from the temple they had guarded their entire lives.
Their faith was dead.
Outside the temple, the seven looked at each other in silence.
Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Spear Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing endless weariness in each other's eyes.
They planned to find a secluded place in the nearby coastal area to live out their remaining days.
Sea Witch Douluo and Sea Star Douluo decided to return to their long-lost families.
Perhaps, kinship was the only cure for this wound.
The remaining three Douluos—Sea Horse, Sea Ghost, and Sea Illusion—chose to embark on a final voyage, leaving this place of sorrow, never to return.
Soon, only Poseidon remained before the Sea God Temple.
As the last guardian of the Holy Pillar disappeared from sight, Poseidon seemed to have all her strength drained away.
With a thud, she knelt on the cold ground, letting out a long-suppressed, heart-wrenching cry.
Her faith crumbled, her spiritual pillar shattered.
From this day forward, she was no longer the High Priestess of the Sea God, but simply Poseidon.
A pitiful woman, deceived by the gods her entire life.
However, neither she nor any of the departed Seven Pillars knew that an unprecedented storm was sweeping relentlessly towards this island where faith had died.
East of Sea God Island, a vast shadow of steel had already appeared on the horizon.
The fleet of the Sun and Moon Empire had arrived!
Several days had passed since Qian Yuhan's trial concluded, but the shock it had left behind was far from subsiding.
However, just as the various forces on the continent were stirring with undercurrents and thought they could catch their breath, *whoosh!*
That golden canopy, which commanded both awe and fear, descended once more without warning!
"It's here again?!"
"Last time we reviewed the two self-created godhoods, what are we reviewing this time?"
"No! It feels...it feels different this time!"
People looked up at the sky in surprise and uncertainty.
This time, the canopy didn't display any list titles.
Instead, it directly unfolded an incredibly clear yet utterly unfamiliar scene.
The scene depicted a blue ocean deeper than any sea on the Douluo Continent.
But what attracted everyone's attention wasn't the ocean itself, but what was sailing on its surface.
It was a fleet composed of countless massive ships, their hulls gleaming with cold metallic light!
Their shapes were both ferocious and streamlined, their hulls covered with countless cannons and strange devices, completely overturning the Douluo Continent's predominantly wooden sailing ships of navigation.
Each steel behemoth exuded a cold, murderous aura, like a group of deep-sea beasts about to devour their prey.
Just as the mainland people were filled with astonishment and speculation about what this was, lines of cold, golden subtitles appeared in the sky, like a pronouncement of judgment:
[Warning: Threat from another continent—Sun Moon Empire Navy]
[Main warship equipped with: Level 9 fixed-mount soul-guided cannon. Power: One shot is enough to destroy a small city.]
[Fleet equipped with: Level 7 linked soul-guided cannon array. Power: A salvo can instantly vaporize a ten-mile stretch of sea.]
[Fleet universal defense system: All-around soul-guided shield. Defense: Can withstand a full-force attack from anyone below the Title Douluo level.]
[Reconnaissance system: Beyond-the-horizon detection soul-guided device. Range: Can detect targets a thousand miles away in advance.]
[Summary: The soul-guided device technology of the Sun Moon Continent is advancing rapidly, far surpassing that of the Douluo Continent. The individual power of soul masters will face an unprecedented challenge in the face of organized soul-guided technology.]
Boom—!
If Poseidon's inventory was the collapse of faith, then what the sky was now displaying was a dimensional reduction attack on the entire existing power system of the Douluo Continent!
"Soul tools? With those lumps of iron?"
A Soul Emperor subconsciously scoffed, but before he could finish speaking, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.
In the scene, a massive, deserted island appeared before the steel fleet.
On the lead warship, the muzzle of a main cannon shone with a blinding light, energy frantically gathering.
There were no earth-shattering fluctuations of soul power, no magnificent martial soul true forms.
Only a thick white beam of light, moving at a speed exceeding the limits of vision, instantly pierced the sky and accurately struck the deserted island.
There was no roar of an explosion, only deathly silence.
Under the beam of light, the entire island, along with its rocks and vegetation, was silently decomposed and vaporized, completely disappearing from the sea surface.
Only a huge, still steaming, terrifying void remained.
Deathly silence.
The entire Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence.
The disdain and arrogance on the faces of countless Soul Masters froze instantly, replaced by uncontrollable fear and trembling.
"No...no Soul Rings...no Martial Soul...to unleash an attack comparable to, or even stronger than, a Title Douluo's full-force strike? How is this possible!"
A Title Douluo exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with horror.
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