Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 223 Become a god first, then lead others to become gods!
The fantasy book's spontaneous chanting completed the introduction that Tang Wulin hadn't finished.

Immediately afterward, the fantasy book belonging to the Grim Reaper's agent opened automatically.

"An ordinary high school student embarks on a journey to save the world in order to save his friends and protect others."

As the fantasy book chanted, the "hole" in Tang Wulin's chest that had just been pierced by Harosa was instantly healed.

Lina, who had been biting Tang Wulin in his arms, trembled, and the gray-white flames in her eyes went out.

Upon seeing this, Harosa, who was in the distance, also seemed to realize something and his expression immediately changed.

But soon, after sensing that Tang Wulin's aura had not changed at all, Harosa regained his composure.

"Substitute Grim Reaper? Ha, so this is your so-called new book? Too bad, kid, this is all you've got."

But the next second, before Harosa could finish speaking, Tang Wulin suddenly interrupted him.

"Harosa, let's go somewhere else. I don't want to fight you here."

Harosa was taken aback upon hearing this, but he quickly realized what was happening and then let out a soft hum.

“Your suggestion is meaningless. To a king, only someone who is also a king can speak to me as an equal.”

As they spoke, Harosa watched as Tang Wulin casually handed over Lilina, who had just injured him, to Wu Siduo and Mu Xi behind him. Harosa smiled contemptuously.

"And you think you can make a proposal to the God-King who truly controls death, based on a so-called 'Substitute for Death' storybook? Isn't that a bit too stupid?"

"Of course, no matter how out of your mind you are, I still stand by what I said."

"You are a hero who helped me ascend to godhood, so as long as you are willing to be loyal to me and truly become my subject, I will still..."

The next second, Harosa didn't finish speaking.

Suddenly, a large, white, jade-like hand appeared before his eyes and precisely smeared it onto his face.

"boom!"

A tremendous sonic boom rang in his ears, and Harosa felt his mind go blank.

Through the crooked gap in his mask, he was horrified to see the surrounding scenery flashing by like a fast-forwarded video, with the bustling landscape of the Star Luo Continent receding rapidly.

Instead, there is the familiar yet terrifying snow and howling winds of the far north!

The dramatic scene change left him somewhat bewildered.

At this moment, as if sensing that the person in his arms had regained consciousness, Tang Wulin did not say anything more.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Harosa crashed down like a meteorite onto a distant mountain peak.

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the entire snow-capped mountain trembled violently, as if groaning in pain under the weight of the storm, as large swathes of snow began to churn.

At this moment, snowflakes rose into the air like a heavy curtain, obscuring the sky.

As the snowflakes began to dissipate, a huge hole appeared in the mountainside.

Around the cave entrance, a dense network of spiderweb-like cracks, like hideous scars, spread in all directions, testifying to the power of the terrifying attack just now.

Finally, a hand suddenly emerged from inside the pit.

Harosa was seen walking out, one hand covering his head and the other being helped along.

Then, looking at the familiar snow-capped mountain scenery and the base that was buzzing and constantly gushing out Soul Masters, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"The far north? What exactly is going on here?"

"Could it be that"

At that moment, Harosa heard a calm, almost cold voice suddenly come from above.

It was as cold as the frost of winter in the far north, and it felt like a death sentence.

"Alright, let's begin, Harosa. I'll take care of you here, along with all your associates."

Upon hearing this, Harosa slowly raised his head.

Tang Wulin stood in mid-air above his head, his silver-white hair flying wildly in the wind and snow.

It was as if a god had descended to earth, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

Tang Wulin's calm eyes reflected Halosa's shocked expression, as if silently proclaiming his fate.

Seeing this, Harosa finally came to terms with reality.

It turned out that he himself was actually suppressed by Tang Wulin with one hand, and was even taken all the way from the Star Luo Continent back to this place that he thought was impregnable!

Upon seeing this, a chill ran down my spine and up to the back of my head.

"small"

At that moment, before Harosa could say anything, countless figures suddenly appeared to the side.

They were now surrounding him, looking at him with excited and enthusiastic expressions.

"This battle armor... Hmm? And this aura... Are you Harossa?"

"Wait, what's wrong with the aura around you? Could it be... Harosa, you succeeded??"

"Ok?"

Looking at the Ghost Emperor who was leading the group with an excited expression, Harosa frowned slightly, but then he revealed a meaningful smile.

"That's right, just as we predicted, this kid's martial soul can indeed help people break through limitations."

As he spoke, Harosa flashed behind the Ghost Emperor and spoke in a seductive tone.

"And I have also fulfilled our agreement to 'become a god first, and then lead others to become gods,' and after I become a god, I will bring this kid to you."

"And I've also prepared a special gift for you. See the book that kid's holding?"

"That's right, it's the Book of Death. Just by looking at the name, you can tell that it's a power written specifically for us evil soul masters."

"So whoever kills him and takes the book from his hand can become a true god like me!"

As he spoke, Harosa's divine aura was no longer concealed and emanated from him.

Upon seeing this, the Ghost Emperor could no longer suppress his excitement and began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I want to...I want to become a god!"

The Ghost Emperor roared and raised his head menacingly, flying towards Tang Wulin above.

"Hehehe, you little devil, offer your life for the birth of a god!"

Indeed, in this world, no one can resist the temptation to become a god!
So even if the Ghost Emperor knew that the saying "becoming a god first leads to becoming a god later" was nonsense among evil soul masters.

Moreover, the Ghost Emperor also knew that people like Harosa would never abide by any bullshit agreements.

But the Ghost Emperor was still willing to be the first to act, because the aura emanating from Harosa was genuine.

He has truly broken through the limitations of the Limit Douluo and arrived in the dimension of gods!
Therefore, he also wants to become a god!
In an instant, I was filled with excitement.

A gigantic skull emerged from behind the Ghost Emperor and finally lunged at Tang Wulin.

Seeing this scene, Harosa smiled contemptuously and then looked at the aloof woman surrounded by a group of Holy Spirit Cult Title Douluos.

"So, Phoenix, don't you want to become a god?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yulai smiled dismissively.

"Hmph, I'm not that stupid Ghost Emperor. What kind of bullshit agreement do you, Harosa, abide by? You'd just give me such a good thing for nothing?"

As she spoke, Leng Yulai's arrogant face became somewhat ferocious.

"Moreover, compared to becoming a god, I care more about how to torture that bitch!" Upon hearing this, Harosa was also taken aback, but as if she had thought of something, she chuckled.

"I see. You still can't get over your sister and Yunming. In that case, forget it."

At this point, Harosa shook his head and then glanced indifferently at the Holy Spirit Cult experts standing to the side.

"But don't you want to become gods?"

"What, are you content to remain ants forever?"

"Us? Can we do it too, Lord Underworld Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, a trembling gasp arose from the crowd.

Dozens of figures couldn't hold back any longer and took half a step forward, their Adam's apples bobbing as they mingled with heavy breathing.

Because at this moment, the divine pressure emanating from Harosa was like an invisible chain, tightly gripping the restless hearts of everyone.

Like the most precious treasure in the world, it drives everyone's hearts crazy!
Because this is a living example of becoming a god!

Harosa simply sneered at this.

"Of course, didn't I say that whoever gets that kid's book keeps it?"

As he spoke, Harosa deliberately lowered his voice, like an adult tempting a drooling child with a piece of candy.

As expected, Harosa's words completely ignited the crowd's frenzy.

In an instant, countless evil spirit masters released their martial spirits and spirit rings.

As Nabifu released his martial spirit, crimson spirit rings lit up one after another like blood-red lanterns.

Some had bloodshot eyes like demons, and their fingernails grew into jet-black claws; others had huge, vengeful phantoms appearing behind them, emitting a piercing shriek.

Suddenly, a cold wind whipped up snowflakes, turning the entire far north into a boiling inferno.

And the target of these evil soul masters is Tang Wulin!
That's right, even though they all knew that Harosa might be using them as a vanguard.

But the divine aura emanating from him truly stirred everyone's dream of becoming a god!

At this moment, seeing that he had successfully bewitched countless titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult, Harosa suddenly lowered his eyes and revealed a meaningful smile towards the depths of the ice beneath his feet.

"So, what is your choice, Demon Emperor?"

"You know time is running out. If you miss this opportunity, you might not get another chance."

"boom!"

Before Harosa could finish speaking, a snow-capped mountain suddenly exploded beneath it, revealing a pool of blood.

A strangely voluptuous figure emerged from the pool of blood, her bright red dress stained with blood, and undried mucus flowing from the cleavage of her chest.

The Demon Emperor paid no attention to this and headed straight for Tang Wulin above.

She showed no hesitation in looking at the Holy Spirit Cult members standing before her.

Instantly, dozens of blood-red chains were released. Wherever they passed, the Holy Spirit Cult experts who blocked her path did not even have time to scream before the chains pierced their bodies and turned into blood mist that merged into her skin.

"Ah, Demon Emperor!"

"You wretch, no one can stop me from becoming a god!"

"I want to become a god!!!"

The Demon Emperor, however, paid no attention to these former "comrades."

She was just staring intently at Tang Wulin, or rather, at the storybook in his hand.

At this moment, the pain of losing her husband 20,000 years ago and the heartache of being forced to separate from her daughter surged into her heart.

In the end, all these emotions transformed into tangible desires—a yearning and greed for the books in Tang Wulin's hands!
She's going to become a god!

She wants to kill Tang San!

She wants to resurrect her lover!

She wanted to give Lan Fuzi the warm family she had longed for!
"Hey kid, give me the book!"

With the Demon Empress's emotionally charged roar, a hundred-meter-tall phantom of a blood-red whale appeared behind her, opening its massive maw to devour Tang Wulin.

Behind the whale phantom, a group of powerful members of the Holy Spirit Cult, led by the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, formed an encirclement.

In response, Tang Wulin simply stood quietly on the snow-capped mountain, the silvery light shining on him, reflecting a calm and composed face.

Faced with the terrifying scene of the entire evil soul master army being mobilized, Tang Wulin's eyes remained unmoved, as if the crisis before him was nothing more than a passing cloud.

He only made a move when the Ghost Emperor's sinister skeleton, the Demon Emperor's foul-smelling demonic whale, and countless Holy Spirit Cult titled Douluo's soul skills approached like a torrential rain.

Tang Wulin gently raised his hand, his palm making a grasping motion in the air, and a jet-black sword blade slowly appeared.

The sword is entirely black, with a cold, eerie light flowing across its surface. Wherever its sharp edge points, the air twists and contorts, radiating a chilling aura like the scythe of death.

Unlike ordinary sword blades, its guard is a strange swastika symbol, exuding an aura of mystery.

A black iron chain hangs casually from the black and red interwoven hilt of the knife.

As the cold wind of the far north gently swayed, it made a faint "rustling" sound.

This sword is named: Moon Slayer.

"Bang."

As the sound of chains striking the sword hilt rang out, it was clear that Tang Wulin had somehow inserted the Zhan Yue into the driver.

At this moment, the attacks from the Ghost Emperor, the Demon Emperor, and others arrived in front of Tang Wulin.

"Draw your sword, Zanzuki!"

Along with the unique sound emitted by the driver, Tang Wulin murmured softly.

"Crescent Moon Sky Rush".

"boom!"

In an instant, a massive crescent-shaped sword aura burst forth from the blade of the Moon-Slaying Sword, its light dazzling and brilliant, like a blazing sun emerging from the sky.

Wherever the crescent moon passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

When the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor sensed this world-destroying aura, it was too late to escape.

He could only stare in terror as the beautiful yet deadly crescent moon hurtled toward him.

At this moment, the entire far north seemed to be paused, with only the crescent moon slowly drifting between heaven and earth.

The next second, the noble crescent-shaped sword energy swept away all the soul skills of the Ghost Emperor and all the titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult with overwhelming force.

Its momentum didn't diminish; it directly pierced through all the Holy Spirit Cult members present.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy continued forward, severing several mountain peaks where Holy Spirit Church buildings stood, sending rocks flying and snow and ice filling the sky.

However, this powerful sword energy did not dissipate; instead, it changed direction and rushed towards Tang Wulin.

Just as the sword energy was about to touch him, a set of jet-black armor materialized on his body like flowing water.

Followed by.

"The Guardian Swordsman ~ The Death God Volume 1! When danger strikes, an ordinary boy will transform into a dark death god, wielding the sword of protection to slay everything!"

(End of this chapter)