manynovel Chapter 3411 All Burned to Ashes
Chapter 3411 All Burned to Ashes
The dark, surging tide of ghosts was about to pounce on Yang Susu and the others.
However, Yang Susu never glanced at the clamoring ghost soldiers.
She hovered silently in mid-air, her moon-white dress fluttering in the cold wind, exuding an aura of indifference.
She slowly lowered her head, her gaze tender and tender as she looked at the Candle Dragon Clan members kneeling on the ground, suffering endless torment.
Each of the candle dragons has a dark red Soul-Devouring Slave Mark engraved between its eyebrows.
At this moment, under the collective urging of the ghost generals, the slave seal was flashing with an eerie and evil red light, continuously gnawing at and tormenting their souls, causing them unbearable pain.
"pain……"
"My soul is in so much pain..."
"Please let me go... I beg you..."
The suppressed and faint groans gathered together, like a sorrowful ocean, making one's heart ache and burning with anger.
"Damn bastards from the Ghost Realm!" Zhu Lin's eyes turned bloodshot as he watched this inhumane scene, and he was about to rush down.
"Don't move."
Yang Susu gently raised her hand to stop the impulsive Zhu Lin. Her voice was calm, yet it carried a reassuring power.
She slowly closed her clear, cold phoenix eyes, and raised her hands in front of her chest, forming an intricate hand seal.
The next second, a vast, warm, sacred, and pure aura slowly emanated from her body, like a sleeping sun slowly awakening.
Every inch of light emanating from her soothes pain, purifies evil, and dismantles enslavement.
"Forbidden Divine Art - Great Light Purification Technique".
Ever since she learned that these Candle Dragons had been marked with slave seals, she had been thinking about how to remove these seals.
Xiaoman must have known how to remove the slave seal, which is why she was able to remove Zhulin's slave seal.
Fortunately, she thought of it.
At this moment, the mine's dome, which had been pitch black all year round and never saw the sun, suddenly cracked open with a huge fissure under the sacred power of light.
Countless tiny, warm golden specks of light, like a gentle spring drizzle, fell softly yet firmly from the sky, covering the entire mine.
The golden rain of light seemed to possess its own consciousness, ignoring the defenses and obstructions of all the ghost soldiers, and gently falling on the forehead of each Candle Dragon, on the Soul-Devouring Slave Seal that had tormented them for thousands of years.
sizzle-
A series of sounds, like ice and snow melting or darkness meeting light, rang out clearly.
Those deeply rooted, indelible, and soul-destroying slave marks that would annihilate anyone who resisted, instantly emitted wisps of black smoke upon contact with the golden rain of light, and began to melt, peel off, and crack at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Click!
Click!
Click!
The crisp, melodious cracking sounds rose and fell, forming a continuous chorus, like a musical movement of thousands of shackles breaking simultaneously.
The tens of thousands of Zhulong kneeling on the ground were suddenly stunned.
They trembled slightly in disbelief and slowly raised their heads, which had been bowed for millions of years.
Those eyes, which were originally cloudy, numb, desperate, and devoid of any spirit, now clearly reflected the golden rain of light that filled the sky.
The reflection showed the white-clad figure suspended in mid-air, like a god of light.
The slave seal... is broken?
The shackles that imprisoned their souls, robbed them of their freedom, and made them suffer a fate worse than death for generations, enslaving them for eternity... have they truly shattered?
It's really... completely shattered?!
After a brief silence, a surge of grief, pain, humiliation, and ecstasy, accumulated over millions of years, erupted like a volcano!
“It’s shattered. Our slave seal is truly shattered.”
"We are no longer slaves, we are free, free..."
"The gods have come to save us, they really have come to save us."
"I knew it! We'd definitely live to see the day when the light comes! Hahaha..."
"Roar--!!!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Tens of thousands of candle dragons raised their heads at the same time and roared, transforming into a terrifying sound wave that could be seen with the naked eye. Like thunder, it crashed into the surrounding rock walls and into those arrogant ghost soldiers and generals!
Rumble—!!!
The seemingly indestructible mine dome, which had imprisoned the Candle Dragon for millions of years, collapsed and shattered instantly in the face of this accumulated anger and new life force, sending rubble flying everywhere!
The darkness that had been suppressed for billions of years was completely torn apart.
A long-lost, bright ray of light pierced through the gloom from the outside and shone directly into this place that was once a living hell.
To the Ghost Realm, it was just ordinary, dim daylight.
But for these newly freed Zhulong, it was the most beautiful, warmest, and most precious sunlight they had ever seen in their lives.
Light finally arrived.
The shackles shattered completely.
Millions of years of enslavement have come to an end.
"Kill all these evil spirits, avenge our fallen kin, and reclaim justice for our millennia of enslavement!"
The humiliation, pain, and anger that had been suppressed for millions of years erupted completely at this moment, transforming into a raging flame of revenge that burned everything and ignited the eyes of every candle dragon.
The battlefield situation was completely reversed in an instant.
The ghost soldiers and generals who were high and mighty just moments before, wielding leather whips to lash out at their enslaved subjects and regarding Zhulong as pigs and dogs, now finally understood what it meant to experience the ultimate fear from the depths of their souls.
They were no longer facing the group of helpless, numb, and desperate laborers.
Instead, they are a group of vengeful dragons that have broken free of their cages and returned from the ashes!
They are a group of ancient divine beasts who have been trampled upon for countless ages and now want to repay blood with blood!
"kill--!"
A young Zhulong roared to the sky, his voice shaking the surrounding wilderness.
He had no weapons, no armor, and with only a pair of resurrected, sharp dragon claws, he fearlessly charged into the horde of ghost soldiers.
His claws swept across, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and scalding dragon blood and pitch-black ghost blood sprayed onto his resolute face. Every strike was filled with a resolute determination to fight to the death.
Zhu Lin was like a tiger among sheep, fierce and unmatched.
With each punch he threw, he shattered the head and soul of a ghost general.
He laughed heartily, his roar echoing across the battlefield: "Hahaha, awesome, so awesome!"
"I've endured this for so many years, today I'm going to kill them all and burn these scum to ashes!"
He stomped hard on the chest of a fleeing ghost soldier, and wherever he went, the ghost soldier was burned to ashes before he could even scream.
Little Blue transformed into a thousand sharp sword rains, the blue sword light swiftly traversing the battlefield like a streak of light or lightning.
With each sword strike, a ghost soldier was instantly slain. The sword shadows crisscrossed, reaping countless souls with clean, swift, and chilling killing intent.
Little Yellow was running back and forth in the chaotic battlefield, anxiously pacing around, while Little Leaf kept waving her arms, busy with her work while looking miserable.
"Hey, you big guy over there, Zhulong! Your intestines are spilling out, don't try to hold it in, stuff them back in!"