Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 176 Your fire is cold, your sword is light!

Chapter 176 Your fire is cold, your sword is light!
However, the next second.

Before Ye Xinglan could recover from this brief moment of joy, she saw Tang Wulin once again acting as if he were being controlled by a demon.

Surrounded by crimson blood energy, he slashed out fiercely with the Flame Sword in his hand once more.

In an instant, the Star God Sword and Rainbow Sword, which had just been shining brightly, were cut in two by this merciless blow.

"puff!"

With his martial soul damaged, Ye Xinglan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, suffering the backlash from the damage to his martial soul.

But at this moment, Ye Xinglan paid no attention to the Star God Sword that had dissipated into starlight and disappeared. Instead, she stared blankly at the Rainbow Sword that had broken in two in her hand.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Tang Wulin, whose mind was already filled with darkness, madness, and wildness, once again raised the Flame Sword.

It was as if Death had raised its scythe, preparing to completely obliterate Ye Xinglan, who had just disturbed its mind, leaving no trace of life.

Seeing this, Ye Xinglan also gave up resisting.

"Is this the end? Fine, at least I died by your hand."

Looking at the gentle young man who had once been so fond of her, now so unfamiliar and ferocious, Ye Xinglan murmured to herself.

Just as Ye Xinglan was about to resign herself to her fate, she heard two female voices coming from behind her at the same time.

"Stop, Wu Lin!"

"No, Wu Lin!"

In an instant, countless starlight chains seemed to surge out from the void, shimmering with dazzling starlight, and swiftly bound Tang Wulin tightly.

The deadly slash of the Flame Sword was halted as if forcibly stopped by an invisible hand by the starlight chains.

Then, a gigantic, ghostly white tiger seemed to have crossed over from ancient times, rushing over with a powerful aura.

It was like a towering mountain, pressing Tang Wulin heavily to the ground, making the earth tremble.

"Wake up, Wu Lin!"

After the Netherworld White Tiger pinned Tang Wulin down, it did not continue its attack. Instead, it used its huge and powerful claws to knock the Flame Sword out of Tang Wulin's hand.

Then, it was as if an anxious wife was trying to persuade her husband who was going astray.

She shook Tang Wulin's body incessantly with her two paws, trying to awaken him from the abyss of madness and restore his former rationality and kindness.

But the next second, before Wu Siduo could react, countless crimson blood spurted out from the ground beneath Tang Wulin.

"boom!"

In an instant, the Netherworld White Tiger that was pressing down on Tang Wulin was directly blasted away and disintegrated by the burst of blood energy, turning into countless rays of light and dissipating in the air.

Then, Wu Siduo's delicate body crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

At the same time, Xu Xiaoyan, who had just woken up and released starlight chains at Tang Wulin in the distance, was also freed by Tang Wulin the instant he broke free.

Having lost all her strength, her face turned deathly pale, and she collapsed to the ground, completely bloodless.

"Yan!"

In response, Tang Wulin stood up as if he had crawled out of the abyss of hell, and gently beckoned with his right hand.

The fiery sword that had been knocked away seemed to be drawn back into his hand by a mysterious force.

Then, as if completely controlled by rage and madness, he raised the Flame Sword high.

He slashed at Ye Xinglan, who was kneeling on one knee in front of him, again. Endless darkness and pitch-black flames condensed on the blade, eventually forming a visible scarlet sword flame.

At this critical moment, a silver light appeared in front of Tang Wulin like lightning.

Then, an unexpected figure appeared, resolutely holding a sword and blocking Ye Xinglan's path.

"Yan!"

The Fiery Sword, imbued with crimson blood energy and dark aura, slammed heavily into the Ice Soul Sword, which radiated azure ice essence and silver brilliance.

The two swords clashed, instantly scattering brilliant sparks and light.

A fierce wind swept around them at that moment, accompanied by sword intent. Flames and frost rose up between the two, eventually forming a thick cloud of steam that blurred their faces.

Meanwhile, they looked at the familiar figure in front of them, a figure that everyone had just thought was dead.

Ye Xinglan behind her seemed unable to believe her eyes, but still subconsciously called out her name: "Gu Gu Yue?"

Meanwhile, it seemed that Ye Xinglan's shouts had been heard.

The Flame Sword in Tang Wulin's hand, which was gradually increasing in power, seemed to be affected by a mysterious force.

It suddenly began to tremble violently, as if it were struggling with something.

At this moment, Gu Yue seized this fleeting opportunity.

Without hesitation, he used the Ice Soul Sword to flick upwards, directly knocking away the Flame Sword in Tang Wulin's hand.

Finally, another sword strike landed heavily on Tang Wulin, knocking him back.

Then, as if she didn't care about her scalded arms and trembling shoulders, her eyes were cold and resolute.

She stared intently at the crimson figure before her, shrouded in madness and darkness, and spoke each word clearly.

"You are not the Tang Wulin I know. Your fire is cold, without a trace of warmth, and your sword is light! It has no power at all!"

She believed that even if the Tang Wulin in front of her had been possessed by out-of-control forces.

But deep in his heart, there must still be a trace of past memories and emotions remaining, and he must be able to understand what she is saying!

As expected, Tang Wulin, who had already lost control, reacted strongly to Gu Yue's provocation.

As if struck by an electric current, it did not launch another attack.

Instead, he suddenly took a step back and began to repeatedly strike his head with the hilt of the Flame Sword, letting out painful roars.

"Roar!"

At this moment, various memories and sounds from the past echoed in Tang Wulin's mind.

"Hahaha, it's useless. Even if you can kill me, you and that little girl will die here, killed by the typhoon you brought!"

"Even these lowly commoners around here will be the same; they will all be buried with you, along with my brother!"

"Ha! All of this is your doing! You murderer!"

"In the end, you can't save anyone! You can't do anything!"

"I feel nothing on your sword!"

Meanwhile, looking at Tang Wulin, who was lying prostrate on the ground in front of her, seemingly trapped in endless pain, Gu Yue felt as if a thousand needles were piercing her heart, causing her unbearable pain.

But she suppressed her grief and said nothing. Instead, she turned around and helped Ye Xinglan, who was injured, up from behind.

Just as Tang Wulin was seemingly overwhelmed by pain, frantically banging his head on the ground, a familiar yet gentle voice, like a spring breeze, softly rang out.

"Wu Lin."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin, who was banging his head on the ground, seemed to be bathed in warm sunlight and suddenly raised his head to look behind him.

Just like the ancient moon, Tang Yin'er appeared before everyone's eyes perfectly intact, as if she were a fairy descending from the sky.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin seemed to be frozen in place, abruptly stopping all his movements and staring blankly at Tang Yin'er in front of him. "Yin...Yin."

A hoarse, slightly stuttering voice struggled to emerge from beneath Tang Wulin's blood-stained mask, as if every word contained his endless longing and pain.

Tang Yin'er seemed completely unaware of the malice and intense heat emanating from Tang Wulin.

She stepped forward gently, her expression complex, and reached out to softly rub Tang Wulin's flushed cheeks.

"It's me, Wu Lin."

The next second, Tang Yin'er's words seemed to set off a domino effect.

A dazzling rainbow light suddenly burst forth from the Flame Sword that Tang Wulin was tightly gripping in his hand.

That was Tang Wulin's sword intent, and also his belief and determination to protect others!

In an instant, the rainbow light emanating from the Flame Sword dispelled the crimson blood aura that clung to the sword, and then enveloped Tang Wulin's entire body.

Soon, the Courage Dragon Fantasy Book and the Mountain Hidden Flame Fantasy Book, which should have undergone changes, both returned to their original forms under the illumination of the rainbow light.

"boom!"

The Flame Sword fell to the ground, while the driver and Sacred Blade armor at Tang Wulin's waist vanished like illusory pages of a book.

Without the driver's support, the three fantasy books fell to the ground one after another, like toys.

However, Tang Wulin, having regained his senses, paid no attention to this and instead stretched out his hands to hug Tang Yin'er tightly.

Seeing this, Tang Yin'er had a complicated expression, but she didn't say anything and gently patted Tang Wulin's back.

After feeling the burning heartbeat in front of him, Tang Wulin was truly certain that what was in front of him was not an illusion!

"Thank goodness, Yinyin'er, you're still alive!"

"I thought you and..."

At this point, Tang Wulin stopped speaking abruptly, as if he had thought of something.

Then, as if remembering something, a hint of panic and self-reproach flashed in his eyes.

But before he could say anything, Tang Yin'er gently patted his tense back and said softly.

"Don't worry, Wu Lin. Since I'm fine, Gu Yue and Xiao Yan are naturally fine too."

As she spoke, Tang Yin'er released her arms from Tang Wulin and gently pulled him behind her.

At this moment, Gu Yue, Ye Xinglan, Wu Siduo, and Xu Xiaoyan seemed to have gone through a life-or-death ordeal.

They were helping each other to their feet with difficulty, their gazes fixed on Tang Wulin with different expressions.

Behind them lay the mecha unit that Tang Wulin had previously destroyed with a single sword strike, and many Soul Masters lying haphazardly on the ground, their fates unknown.

Furthermore, a continuous stream of medical personnel, fire trucks, and security personnel poured out from the other side of the portal.
This scene unfolded before Tang Wulin's eyes like a chaotic and tragic war painting.

Looking further back, you can see the Sunset Forest not far away.

The mountains and rivers had long since collapsed and changed course, and the stench of blood soared into the sky. The crimson flames cast grotesque outlines on the ruins and broken walls.

The once neat railway tracks have long since disappeared, replaced by huge, canyon-like pits, like wounds torn open in the earth.

In the pitch-black night sky, lightning and thunder intertwined, tearing open the curtain of the heavens. A torrential downpour of blood rain, carrying the stench of decay, crashed heavily onto the ravaged earth.

The ground was devoid of any vegetation, covered only with countless rubble and crumbling hills.

Lava and blood flowed freely everywhere, burning and devouring everything in its path.

The pungent smell of sulfur mixed with the stench of blood and burning permeated the air, and the raging fire seemed to be burning away the last hope in the world.

At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, pressing heavily on the earth, and the shadow of the apocalypse swallowed up every corner of the world.

This world is like a broken painting, teetering on the brink of collapse amidst endless chaos and strife.

This post-apocalyptic scene is so shocking and chilling that it's enough to make anyone who looks at it shudder.

Upon seeing this, Tang Wulin felt his mind go completely blank.

"Uh……"

Just then, a faint, almost imperceptible sound came from behind.

Tang Wulin seemed to wake from a dream, suddenly turned around, and ran away.

"Xie Xie, how are you? Are you alright?!"

Seeing his best friend lying on the ground, bloodied and mangled by his sword, Tang Wulin frantically summoned the Tree of Life to heal him.

Meanwhile, Xie Xie, lying on the ground, watched Tang Wulin, who was in a panic because of him, and a complex emotion that was hard to detect flashed quickly in his eyes.

But then, the excruciating pain made him vomit a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, he quickly wiped it away, then forced a smile and pretended to be relaxed.

"Cough cough, you're not dead yet. Welcome back, Wu Lin."

"Oh, right, no need to thank me. As your best friend, protecting our other companions while you're away is what I should do, cough cough."

"Even in this situation, you're still like this." Xie Xie looked at himself in his out-of-control state, almost cutting his battle armor and waist in half, yet still grinning.

Tang Wulin, who had used vines to relocate Xu Lizhi and Mu Ye, was also somewhat at a loss for words.

But soon, when he saw Mu Ye, who looked like several corpses, and the dented battle armor in front of the unconscious Xu Lizhi, his expression changed.

Subconsciously, I looked at my hands.

But just then, Tang Yin'er slowly came to his side and gently rubbed his head.

“Wu Lin, I know you must feel very guilty right now, but these things were not your intention.”

"If you're willing, it's not too late now, there's still time. We can rewrite this ending that you're resisting together."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was slightly taken aback and looked at Tang Yin'er with a somewhat confused expression.

Tang Yin'er did not offer any explanation for this.

Instead, after releasing Tang Wulin's hand, she summoned her Golden Tree Martial Soul and stood before Tang Wulin's Tree of Life.

“Wu Lin, actually, when I saw you again before, I already felt that you and I seemed to be able to fuse our martial souls.”

"And just now, I felt that familiar feeling again in your martial soul."

"So, are you willing to trust me just this once, Wu Lin?"

At this point, Tang Yin'er reached out her hand and looked at Tang Wulin.

Without hesitation, Tang Wulin stood up and grabbed Tang Yin'er's outstretched hand.

"I believe!"

Meanwhile, looking at the boy who had grown up with her, and into his purest and most ardent gaze.

Hearing his unwavering words, Tang Yin'er's heart trembled.

Because she had already decided not to believe in or accept Tang Wulin anymore.

but.
(End of this chapter)

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