abc-du-gratuit Chapter 108 Shrek Academy: Danger! The Ghost Emperor Descends!
Chapter 108 Shrek Academy: Danger! The Ghost Emperor Descends!
Chapter 108 Shrek Academy: Danger! The Ghost Emperor Descends!
"Brilliant, truly brilliant!" The man in black robes was taken aback upon hearing this, then his eyes lit up, and he quickly praised, "I'll do it right away."
"Hmm, do it neatly, don't give yourself away."
The Dark Hummingbird nodded slightly and focused intently as it slowly poured boiling water from one side into the teapot, causing the tea leaves inside to tumble and unfurl.
The door to the secret room closed, the water was just full, and the Dark Hummingbird covered the teapot, letting the tea leaves inside swirl around.
A conspiracy targeting the ancient family is unfolding silently.
"The whole world is used as bait, only I, the Heavenly King, hold the chess pieces."
The Dark Hummingbird also removed the mask it had been wearing, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, a hint of satisfaction appearing in its eyes.
His greatest skill isn't fighting, but rather plotting and setting up schemes from the shadows.
However, winning over the Qian Gu family was not his ultimate goal. What he valued more was the Qian Gu family's influence within the Federation. With the Qian Gu family's help, he could quietly smuggle those two level-12 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells out of the Federation...
This is the root of his scheme.
But just as the Dark Hummingbird was pondering whether there were any loopholes in its plan, a ball of dark green ghostly fire suddenly ignited above the altar, and a chilling aura instantly spread out.
The Dark Hummingbird's eyes narrowed, and it immediately rose and came to the foot of the altar, respectfully looking at the ball of ghostly fire.
"Your subordinate pays respects to the Ghost Emperor!"
As the Dark Hummingbird spoke, the ghostly flame slowly died down, and a tall figure in a dark green robe emerged from it. On his shoulders, two pale white skulls floated eerily, their empty eye sockets burning with bright soul fire. With this person's arrival, the entire secret chamber instantly became solemn.
He was none other than the Ghost Emperor, one of the two emperors of the Holy Spirit Cult, a quasi-god level powerhouse at the Limit Douluo level, ranking closely alongside the Underworld Emperor below the Demon Emperor.
"Rise. How are things going with what I ordered?" Beneath the dark green robe, a pair of slightly gloomy eyes looked at the Dark Hummingbird and asked in a deep voice.
"Reporting to the Ghost Emperor, everything is proceeding according to plan. I believe we will be able to establish contact with the Eternal Family soon and then transport out those two level-12 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells." The Dark Hummingbird reported respectfully, its eyes full of caution and prudence.
The first to issue this order was the Ghost Emperor standing before them.
Furthermore, compared to the Underworld Emperor, the Ghost Emperor resides within the Holy Spirit Cult year-round, issuing most of the cult's orders, large and small. Behind every major undertaking of the Holy Spirit Cult lies the Ghost Emperor's influence.
Moreover, this Ghost Emperor was extremely meticulous, and while he was mad, he was also calm, which made him dare not be negligent.
"Very good, finish it as soon as possible. These two level 12 fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells will still be of great use." The Ghost Emperor nodded slightly, his hoarse voice revealing no emotion.
"Furthermore, sending members of the Holy Church out to collect large amounts of vital energy and resentment is of great use."
Upon hearing this, the Dark Hummingbird's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, but it still bowed respectfully and then tentatively asked, "Lord Ghost Emperor, where will our two level-twelfth fixed-position soul-guided cannons be launched?"
"Hehehe, such beautiful fireworks should naturally be displayed in the most densely populated areas of the continent." The Ghost Emperor's eyes gleamed with ghostly fire, and he let out a strange laugh.
"The most densely populated place..." the Dark Hummingbird murmured, then seemed to realize something, a look of disbelief flashing in its eyes.
The most densely populated place in the entire Sun Moon Federation, isn't that... Shrek City!
"Hehehe, the life force and resentment of millions of lives brought by the explosion will be enough to draw the Abyss Plane down." The Ghost Emperor laughed sinisterly, his eyes filled with excitement and a deep-seated hatred.
He had been injured by Yali back then, and due to the special nature of the Prayer Angel, the foundation of his injury could not be repaired. This led him to feel increasingly hopeless about becoming a god after breaking through to the quasi-god level, and he had to resort to some unorthodox methods to help himself.
"Lord Ghost Emperor, there is something I should say..." Upon hearing of the abyss's descent, the Dark Hummingbird frowned imperceptibly and hesitated before speaking.
"Speak!" the Ghost Emperor said indifferently.
"If the Abyss Plane really descends, what should our Holy Spirit Cult do? Should we really surrender to the Abyss Plane? But I always feel that cooperating with the Abyss Plane is more like asking a tiger for its skin," the Dark Hummingbird said thoughtfully.
Having joined the Holy Spirit Cult and risen to his current position, he must first and foremost be thinking of himself.
The creatures in that abyss plane are both insane and brutal, and they don't seem like they can keep their word at all. They might not care about the agreement after they arrive on Douluo Continent and devour their Holy Spirit Cult as well.
"Hmph! It's not certain who the tiger is yet." The Ghost Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous look.
He knew very well that he no longer had the potential to break through to the god level, so he had to rely on external forces to become a god. But what he truly relied on was not the Abyss Plane, but the Demon Emperor!
He wanted the Demon Emperor to become a god first, so that he could then lead him to become a god.
As for the Abyss Plane, he naturally planned to get his hands on the benefits first.
Not long ago, he learned from the Demon Emperor that the Abyss Plane had passed on a god-level formation to them, and this god-level formation had the effect of helping people break through their limits and enter the god-level realm.
"I understand." The Dark Hummingbird was also intelligent and instantly understood what the Ghost Emperor meant.
That means dealing with the Abyss Plane, taking benefits while doing very little work. No wonder he joined that organization; they really have no conscience.
"Good that you understand." The Ghost Emperor nodded with a smile. Within the vast Holy Spirit Cult, only the Dark Hummingbird shared his temperament and was equally resourceful.
"By the way, how are those pharmacists I asked you to prepare doing?" Suddenly, the Ghost Emperor changed the subject and asked in a somewhat solemn tone.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, we have already instructed them to develop it as quickly as possible," the Dark Hummingbird replied immediately. "However, the medicine you mentioned seems more like a potion to suppress soul beasts..."
The Ghost Emperor nodded slightly, his eerie ghost fire fixed on the Dark Hummingbird. "Don't pry into things you shouldn't. You'll know what you're meant to know, but if you find out what you shouldn't, you'll pay the price."
"Understood, understood!" The Dark Hummingbird stiffened and immediately replied.
Seeing that everything was arranged, the Ghost Emperor slowly turned around, looking at the whale-like sculpture on the altar. A faint sense of fanaticism rose in his heart, and he murmured to himself:
"I find that Demon Emperor too mad, and that Underworld Emperor too foolish. The one who will ultimately become a god will surely be me!"
"And the Abyss Dimension is nothing but a swarm of greedy insects!"
(End of this chapter)