Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 221 Hades, the King Who Broke His Promise
"puff!"

And faced with this sudden and unpredictable psychological attack.

Xu Xiaoyan, who was tense and trying her best to control Kazakh, had no time to put up any effective resistance.

In addition, having already unleashed his ultimate move multiple times, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.

She was completely unable to withstand this fierce mental attack. She let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of blood flowed from her nose.

Then, as if her body had lost its support, she involuntarily deactivated her transformation.

Like a kite with a broken string, he fell helplessly toward the ground.

Meanwhile, Wu Siduo and Mu Xi were responsible for protecting her and the other survivors, including Wu Changkong and Shen Zhe.

He froze on the spot, his face filled with shock and confusion.

Their eyes scanned the surroundings rapidly, not missing a single corner, yet within their field of vision...

But there was no sign of even a single underworld knight or undead creature approaching to ambush Xu Xiaoyan; everything seemed so strange and unbelievable.

On the other hand, although Harosa's eyes were blinded by the holy light and he could not see, his fighting spirit was as sharp as that of a beast.

With the powerful mental strength accumulated over many years of battles, and an abundance of combat experience.

Coupled with the sudden change in soul power fluctuations he sensed in his body, he instantly understood what had happened.

It's that girl who's been slacking off all along; she's finally made her move!
The next instant, a dense gray current rapidly enveloped and swept over Harosa like a surging tide.

In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished without a trace from everyone's sight, like an illusory cloud.

At the same time, one after another, gray halos exuding an eerie aura appeared, like demons crawling out of the abyss of hell.

They appeared at the feet of the twelve Nether Knights, the Dark Hummingbird, and the countless Nether creatures, and were quickly absorbed into them.

Meanwhile, seeing Kazakh and his horde of undead creatures disappear, the others had no choice but to forcibly withdraw their swords and cease their attacks.

"Buzz!"

A strange spatial fluctuation suddenly arose, as if the air was being twisted and folded by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt a flash before their eyes, and under Xie Xie's powerful spatial teleportation ability, they instantly appeared in front of Xu Xiaoyan.

As soon as they landed, everyone quickly surveyed their surroundings, alert to any potential dangers.

Wu Siduo was extremely anxious. She grabbed the pale-faced Xu Xiaoyan and ran desperately toward Tang Wulin.

"Wu Lin, come quick! Xiao Yan seems to have been attacked by someone!"

Wu Siduo's voice was filled with anxiety and worry, almost as if she were crying.

Upon hearing the call, Tang Wulin's eyes flashed with heartache and anxiety as he steadily took Xu Xiaoyan in his hands.

At the same time, a golden and dazzling tree of life slowly appeared behind him.

Its entire body was golden, its trunk was thick and strong, its branches and leaves were lush, and it emitted a soft and warm light, as if it contained endless vitality and hope.

Tang Wulin frowned, carefully sensing Xu Xiaoyan's condition.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "It's nothing. Xiao Yan was just under mental stress when she was attacked, so she fainted temporarily."

After saying that, Tang Wulin gently tapped Xu Xiaoyan's brow.

Xu Xiaoyan, who had fainted, was still somewhat pale.

But she struggled to open her eyes, and then, like someone who had been rescued from drowning, began to breathe rapidly and heavily.

Seeing this, everyone relaxed.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from in front of everyone.

"Interesting. It really is Shrek Academy's Golden Tree. Your martial soul is indeed very wondrous."

The Kazakhs, who had lost their hostages and were preparing to flee, were seen.

He stood there with a triumphant air, holding a terrified girl in his hand.

"Lina!?"

Tang Wulin's pupils contracted slightly as he called out the girl's name.

"Oh? So you do know her."

"Hmph, I didn't expect there would still be rats surviving on this train. Were they too cowardly to escape with the others?"

"Well, it doesn't matter. As long as the result seems to be in my favor, right, kid?"

Hearing Harosa's teasing, Tang Wulin didn't waste any words, his eyes fixed on Harosa, or rather, on the girl in his hands.

"So, what do you want us to do to release Lina?"

Harosa, of course, wore an expression of utter self-righteousness.

"It's simple, just throw over the books and sword you're carrying, as well as the books and swords of those little devils around you! Oh, and your belt too!"

"And you little brat over there, don't you dare try anything funny."

As he spoke, Harosa glanced at Xie Xie, and then a wisp of gray mist suddenly emerged from the rapier in his hand, which then adhered to Lina's brow.

"Or do you want to test whether your spatial teleportation is faster, or my soul skill is faster?"

As the gray aura settled around him, Harosa disdainfully lowered his sword, adopting an attitude of letting Harosa rescue him at will.

Lina, who was standing nearby, seemed to sense the strangeness between her eyebrows and screamed in panic.

But soon, as if she had thought of something, she bit her lip and forced back her sobs, preventing herself from actually crying out.

She just stared at Tang Wulin pitifully with her big, watery eyes.

Seeing this, Xie Xie also showed a look of unwillingness, but in the end he stopped what he was doing.

Tang Wulin, on the other hand, clenched his knuckles until they turned white, and the Denglong Sword and the Golden Dragon Sword vibrated hummingly at his waist.

But in the end, his rationality prevented him from losing control.

"We'll take our books and sword, but how can you guarantee you'll let Lina go after we get them?"

Suppressing his anger, Tang Wulin asked.

Upon hearing this, Harosa chuckled softly.

"Ha, a guarantee? Kid, you seem to have missed one thing. You need to understand, it's you who's begging me now, not the other way around!"

"Unless you don't want this little girl to die, you'd better throw the book and the sword over here right now."

"As for this little girl, hmph, once I get your books and sword, I will return her to you as promised."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin lowered his head and murmured to himself.

"Okay, I agree."

"However, I can only give you three storybooks, because the driver can only hold the power of three storybooks at most, so giving you more would be useless."

"And I have to think about my companions; I have to ensure their safety!"

"I think you understand what I mean, right?"

At this point, Tang Wulin looked at Harosa with a serious expression.

Seeing this, Harosa also glanced at everyone's drives.

After confirming that there were indeed only three slots above the driver, he took a deep look at Tang Wulin. "Okay, but I want the book and the sword. I want to choose myself. Hmm, I'll use the two swords in your hand, the sword and book at your waist, and the books of those two little girls."

As he spoke, Harosa pointed his sword at Wu Siduo and Mu Xi.

Indeed, after some thought, Harosa decided to avoid completely breaking ties with Tang Wulin.

He chose Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Sword, as well as the Tenseiga and Ryujin Jakka, which could resonate with his martial soul.

In his view, no matter how strong the books and swords that Tang Wulin's companions obtained were, they were definitely not as strong as the books and swords that Tang Wulin himself possessed.

And indeed, it was true; he had just been killed instantly by Tang Wulin with a single sword strike.

Therefore, Tang Wulin's other swords and books are naturally the first choice.

As for Tenseiga and Ryujin Jakka, needless to say, Harosa felt that the moment he saw these two swords, he was already impressed.

This is the perfect artifact for his attributes!

Especially the Tenseiga, it's practically a manifestation of the aura of the underworld, it should be his companion martial soul!

As for Ryujin Jakka, although its attributes are somewhat incompatible, it also contains a bit of underworld aura, so it should be considered part of his power.

So, all that bullshit about underworld chants is just for laughs!
The real divine artifacts have to be the weapons produced by Tang Wulin!
Meanwhile, Tang Wulin was also taken aback when he heard that Harosa specifically asked for his Golden Dragon Sword.

But looking at Lina trembling beside Harosa, Tang Wulin still spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, but there's one thing I need to make clear to you beforehand, so you don't misunderstand."

"So, my sword and book only recognize my own bloodline aura, and others can't use them? Are you sure you still want them?"

Upon hearing this, Harosa frowned, but he quickly understood the other meaning behind Tang Wulin's words.

"So, those two girls' books and swords are still usable by outsiders, right?"

"Or to put it another way, can my sword power the storybooks you create?"

As he spoke, Harosa waved the artifact in his hand—the Underworld Aria.

Tang Wulin nodded silently in response.

Seeing this, Harosa instantly relaxed and then gave a faint smile.

"In that case, the transaction will continue."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin gave Halosa a deep look.

"Okay, I hope you really will keep your promise."

"Speak," Tang Wulin said, canceling his transformation and looking at Wu Siduo and Mu Xi beside him.

"Senior sister, dance."

Unexpectedly, before Tang Wulin could finish speaking, Wu Siduo and Mu Xi had already deactivated their transformations.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two women handed their respective fantasy books to Tang Wulin.

"No need to say anything, Wu Lin, I believe in you."

"Although we don't know who that girl is, we can't just stand by and watch a vibrant life disappear before our eyes."

Wu Siduo's eyes were firm, and she spoke earnestly.

"That's right, Wu Lin, I believe in you too. Go for it, I'll always be there to support you."

Mu Xi, standing to the side, smiled gently and said, her eyes filled with visible trust and encouragement.

Tang Wulin didn't say much about it, only nodded heavily.

On the other side, Harosa frowned as he looked at the Tenseiga and Ryujin Jakka, which had just been in Tang Wulin's hands but had suddenly disappeared.

"Wait, where are the other swords? The two swords those two girls gave you? How come there's only one left?"

Seeing Tang Wulin de-transform and prepare to throw the fantasy book and sword at him, Harosa couldn't sit still any longer and couldn't help but question him.

You know, the Natural Tooth is the perfect tool for him!
Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin paused slightly, then calmly explained.

"Besides the Golden Dragon Sword, the Rising Dragon Sword, the Tenseiga, and Ryujin Jakka are all manifestations of the power of the storybook."

As he spoke, Tang Wulin flipped through the Dragon Warrior book in his hand.

"Dragon Warrior!"

Immediately following, with a chant, the Dragon Ascension Sword, which had just disappeared, reappeared.

Immediately after Tang Wulin closed the book, the Ascending Dragon Sword disappeared again.

Seeing this, Harosa's tense brows relaxed, and he glanced at the Dark Hummingbird to the side.

The Dark Hummingbird nodded stiffly, then quickly came to Tang Wulin and stretched out its hands.

Before long, looking at the three swords, the driver, and the three fantasy books in front of him, Harosa could not contain his excitement.

"Hmm? It seems that brat wasn't lying to me after all."

Feeling the resistance emanating from the Golden Dragon Sword and the Dragon Warrior, Harosa frowned.

But soon, the strange feeling coming from the fantasy books Inuyasha and Ryujin Jakka excited him.

I got it! I finally got it!
Just by touching these two fantasy books, Harosa could feel that the bottleneck that had restricted him for many years was loosening!
The next second, Harosa decisively tossed the Golden Dragon Sword and the Dragon Warrior Fantasy Book aside, and then inserted his Underworld Aria into the driver.

Then, following the example of Tang Wulin and the others, he inserted the two fantasy books into the drive.

next second.

"Hades draws his sword!"

A gray beam of light shot into the sky from where Harosa was, eventually reaching the heavens!
"When the Sword of the Underworld meets the Book of the Dead, a king who will rule the world of the dead will be born!"

As a result, an inexplicable and eerie chant began to play.

Inside the pillar of light, Harosa was covered by a strange grayish-white armor.

The aura emanating from him was like an underground spring that had been suppressed for a long time without finding its source, suddenly bursting into the air!

And this feeling of breaking limits, continuing to grow stronger, and continuing to climb.

This made Harosa, who had been unable to make a breakthrough for a long time, extremely excited!
"Hehehe, Heaven favors you, you old codger! Do you see? As expected, only I am the true winner! I have ascended to godhood!"

"I am the Lord of the Underworld, the King of the Underworld who rules over life and death!"

Amidst his maniacal laughter, the two fantasy books at Harosa's waist began to chant.

"Inuyasha!"

"Flowing blade like fire!"

Followed by.

"boom!"

From behind Harosa, the earth collapsed, and a pungent smell of sulfur gushed out.

And along with that, countless skeletons, spirits, and wronged souls—the dead who did not belong to the human world—emerged from below.

The first to be affected are the former dean of Shrek Academy, Tianjuan Douluo, whom Harosa keeps mentioning, as well as the countless Shrek powerhouses behind him and those who have passed away.

(End of this chapter)