Douluo Continent: Reborn as Yuhao, they all have ulterior motives.

Chapter 352 Oscar's Fury

Chapter 352 Oscar's Wrath (Part 2)

"What did you say?!"

After hearing Dai Mubai's description, Oscar stood up abruptly, his eyes wide with fury as he glared at the people who had suddenly barged into his home.

"Rongrong's in trouble?! Boss Dai, you can't joke like that, or we'll all be brothers!"

"How could I joke about something like this? Rongrong, she..."

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, but didn't know how to tell his companions this terrible news.

The rest of the Seven Devils all witnessed how much Oscar valued Ning Rongrong, so it's easy to imagine the huge blow it would be if he told her the truth.

"I'll do it."

Seemingly noticing Dai Mubai's predicament, the God of Evil Ji Dong and the God of Kindness Lie Yan exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and explained in a deep voice.

"Several members of our Divine Realm Committee just sensed the fall of a deity. After investigation, we have confirmed that the deceased deity was your wife, the Nine-Colored Goddess. We have come here to inform you of this."

How could that be?

Oscar's pupils dilated, and his lips trembled slightly.

But then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he grabbed Ji Dong's shoulder and asked anxiously.

"What about the third brother? Didn't he send a wisp of his soul down to the mortal realm to protect Rongrong? How is he?!"

"Calm down, God of Cookery, don't get agitated."

Raising his hand to stop Lie Yan, who wanted to step forward to help pull Oscar away, Ji Dong solemnly reassured him.

"The soul of the sea god has not yet returned. We have found him in his palace, and the god of destruction and the goddess of life are waiting for him to awaken."

Upon hearing Ji Dong's words, Oscar remained silent for a moment, then a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You two must be the God-Kings of Evil and Good, right? I've heard that even if a second-level deity falls, they can be resurrected through the mark of their divine position. I beg you two to help me revive the Nine-Colored Goddess."

Seemingly convinced that the method was feasible, Oscar's voice grew increasingly urgent and agitated, filled with a strong sense of pleading, as if he wished he could kneel before the two of them.

"I know this may be against the rules, but I implore you two to be accommodating. From now on, if either of you needs any help, I, Oscar, will never refuse."

However, what made him uneasy was that Ji Dong and Lie Yan both showed a look of pity upon hearing this, and even Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun on the side had bitter and sorrowful expressions.

"You, all of you"

As unease and panic surged into his heart, a terrible thought surfaced in Oscar's mind. He looked around at everyone helplessly and questioned them in a trembling voice.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

For no apparent reason, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose eyes were red-rimmed: "Zhuqing, did Rongrong do something wrong that prevents her from being resurrected? I can take the punishment in her place!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing remain silent, he then looked at Dai Mubai, who had his head down and his fists clenched tightly.

"Boss Dai?"

His response was still silence.

But Oscar was still not giving up and turned to look at Ma Hongjun.

"Fatty, you're my best friend. You've been coming to my house for meals all these years since we came to the God Realm. Tell me what happened to Rongrong."

As if he had already guessed the answer, Oscar trembled, yet still clung to the last glimmer of hope.

"Tell me, please tell me!"

He looked at the silent crowd, his eyes gradually turning red, his voice growing louder and louder, eventually turning into a frenzied roar.

"What the hell happened to Rongrong?! Tell me the hell!!!"

"Feel sorry."

Finally, Lieyan spoke: "We tried to revive the Nine-Colored Goddess immediately, but we found that her divine mark had disappeared, so please accept our condolences."

Oscar tried to open his mouth to say something, but felt as if a stone was blocking his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

My vision blurred, everything around me began to spin, and a strange feeling of nausea washed over me.

After a long while, he finally pulled himself out of it and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Can you tell me why her divine mark disappeared?"

"We don't know the specific reason either, but our initial guess is that she probably encountered a lower realm being with god-level combat power in the land of inheritance."

At this point, Lieyan's tone became somewhat subtle.

After all, she was once the lower realm being she herself described as possessing god-level combat power, and she had also killed a second-level god.

The difference is that she doesn't have the ability to make the divine mark of a second-level deity disappear.

"Beings of the lower realms"

Softly muttering the word he had only gradually come to know after coming from the realm of gods, Oscar clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with a deep-seated hatred.

Who exactly is it?

"We'll probably have to wait until the sea god wakes up to find out."

Before Lieyan could finish speaking, a deep purple light suddenly appeared in the void in front of her and Ji Dong.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the God of Destruction came from the ball of light: "Evil, good, the sea god has awakened."

The two perked up, but soon noticed the gazes directed at them by Dai Mubai and the others. After hesitating for a moment, Ji Dong finally spoke up and made a suggestion.

"Would you all like to go take a look?"

Sea God's Residence.

When everyone pushed open the door, what came into view was Tang San sitting on the sofa in the living room, his face pale and looking extremely weak.

Beside him, Xiao Wu was anxiously pulling at the Goddess of Life, asking about Tang San's physical condition.

Clearly, the Goddess of Life had already provided Tang San with basic first aid before their arrival.

However, judging from the God of Destruction's calm and composed expression as he sipped his tea, showing neither joy nor sorrow, the treatment was not very effective.

Hearing the noise from the doorway, Tang San subconsciously looked up and trembled when he saw who it was.

"Evil and good, you've arrived. Please make yourselves at home."

After nodding to the two people at the front, Tang San greeted Dai Mubai and the others one by one before finally fixing his gaze on the dejected figure.

"Oscars"

Oscar shuddered, as if waking from a dream. With a stern face, he strode toward Tang San and grabbed him by the collar.

Staring at that handsome, pale face, he suppressed his anger and growled in a low voice.

"Do you remember what you promised me back then?"

Tang San opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. After a long while, he finally uttered three words filled with guilt, his expression somber.

"sorry"

"sorry?"

Oscar seemed to be enraged, punching Tang San in the face and knocking him onto the sofa, then questioned him.

"Can a simple 'I'm sorry' bring Rongrong back? Can a simple 'I'm sorry' bring Rongrong back to life!?"

The sudden scene startled everyone present. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun rushed forward and grabbed Oscar from both sides.

"Xiao Ao, don't be impulsive!"

Dai Mubai earnestly advised, "Xiao San's injuries are so severe; she must have encountered some unexpected danger in the lower realm, which led to this outcome."

"Yes, it was an unexpected danger. Since we weren't capable of protecting her when danger struck, why bring her down to the mortal realm with us!?"

Staring intently at Tang San's face, Oscar roared deafeningly, "Tell me, why?! Tell me!"

Upon hearing this, the God of Destruction's eyes gleamed slightly.

Judging from this, it seems that Tang San did not accompany the Nine-Colored Goddess to the mortal realm under the guise of supervision and bodyguard, but rather abused his power for personal gain, having the Nine-Colored Goddess use the pretext of selecting an heir to cover for him.

This changes the nature of the situation.

After all, if it were the former, this matter could at most be considered as Tang San's personal incompetence in failing to protect the members of the God Realm, and even if there were to be punishment, it wouldn't be too severe.

But if it's the latter—abusing power for personal gain, using a false pretext to descend to the mortal realm without permission, and causing the death of a second-level deity—these crimes would probably be enough to make Tang San sit in the God Realm prison for ages.

If the atmosphere weren't so inappropriate, he would have wanted to roar three times to celebrate this victory that had been delivered right to him.

Tang San also realized this, and a barely perceptible rage flashed in his eyes.

Just like Titan Niu Tian, Oscar is a useless piece of trash who does more harm than good!

He was already troubled enough by this matter, and this guy not only punched him right away, but also revealed all the things that couldn't be said in front of several members of the God Realm Committee.

Which side is this guy on anyway?

He's dead, so what? It's not like he can't ask evil and good to help him resurrect. What on earth is this guy thinking?!

That's great, he doesn't even need to prepare an excuse, he can just go straight to jail.

Of course, no matter how angry he was in his heart at Oscar for being useless, he still had to keep him calm on the surface.

Although without Ning Rongrong, their team lost the ability to resurrect gods, Oscar's combat strength was still considerable, and he couldn't just give up on her like that.

Anyway, at worst I'll just be locked up in jail, not killed outright. As long as I can hold on, there might still be a chance to turn things around.

"sorry."

After apologizing once more, Tang San closed his eyes in anguish, his tone filled with remorse.

"This is all my fault. I was lured away and couldn't save Ning Rongrong in time. I'm sorry."

As for the fact that Ning Rongrong was still alive but had sought refuge with Huo Yuhao, he naturally couldn't tell Oscar that.

Just kidding, who knows how things will turn out if I say it?

Putting everything else aside, if Oscar were to defect to the enemy as well, he'd be left with nowhere to turn.

Seeing Tang San's heartbroken appearance, Oscar clenched his fists even tighter, but did not continue to punch him.

"If you truly feel indebted to me... then give me a drop of your blood."

Once he calmed down, he didn't ask who the murderer was in front of the members of the Gods' Council.

The death of a second-level deity is no small matter. He knew that once these people found out about it, it would be beyond the control of a second-level deity like himself.

Even setting aside severe punishment, given the God of Destruction's expansionist attitude, the murderer might even be recruited directly into the divine realm.

Even if the possibility is slim, he simply cannot accept it, no matter how small.

How could he watch helplessly as his wife's killer ascended to the realm of gods, only to be constantly exposed to him?

Fuck it!

Upon hearing this, the Shrek Seven Devils, including Tang San, all changed their expressions.

Clearly, those who knew Oscar's abilities all realized his purpose in wanting that drop of blood.

However, before they could even offer any advice, Oscar coldly questioned them.

"Tell me, what would you do if something happened to your wife?"

Oscar swallowed back all the words that were stuck in everyone's throats and stared coldly at Tang San.

"Mistress, are you going to give it to me or not?"

Tang San remained silent.

What can he do?

Oscar has put it this way; if he doesn't give it to them, their friendship will undoubtedly come to an end.

Furthermore, he may not be able to interfere with the situation in the Douluo Continent for a short period of time. In order to prevent Tang San and Huo Yuhao from developing too quickly, he does need a powerful force to help him kill the two of them.

And Oscar happens to have that ability.

Anyway, even if this guy violates the rules of the divine realm and descends to the mortal world, he'll just end up in jail like him.

On the contrary, if the other party really kills Huo Yuhao and Tang San from the lower realm, it would be extremely advantageous.

What if it actually works?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and grabbed Xiao Wu's hand, exchanging it with the Asura God's position.

After doing all this, he subtly cut his fingertip with his thumbnail, and a drop of golden blood, carried by divine power, came to Oscar.

"As your brother, I understand your grief. I won't offer any advice, just be careful in everything you do."

Oscar took a deep breath and took out a porcelain bottle: "Thanks."

Seeing the actions between the two, the God of Destruction frowned slightly, but did not choose to intervene.

Although he didn't know what Oscar was trying to do, he had no conflict of interest with this guy, so he figured he wasn't helping to target him.

Moreover, he didn't think that a second-level deity could pose any threat to him.

Conversely, if the other party intends to violate the rules of the divine realm to avenge his wife, the Nine-Colored Goddess, it is better to wait until the other party commits a crime before taking action, rather than issuing a warning.

In this way, he could also take this opportunity to send Oscar to prison, further weakening Tang San's power.

However, these are all matters for later. The most urgent task is to quickly investigate the reason for the disappearance of the Nine-Colored Goddess's position mark. If such an unprecedented event is not investigated, even he, as the God-King, will inevitably feel uneasy.

"Now that you've finished discussing your matters, let's talk about how to resolve this issue."

Drawing everyone's attention to himself, the God of Destruction took a sip of tea and spoke calmly.

"Given that enforcer Tang San abused his power for personal gain, I feel that we cannot simply accept his explanation. It would be best to send someone to the Douluo plane to investigate the specific circumstances before punishing Tang San accordingly."

Tang San frowned, his expression clearly not looking too good.

"Whom does the God of Destruction intend to send to investigate this matter?"

survey?

Investigation my ass!

Huo Yuhao has seven original sin sources gathered on him. Who knows what kind of relationship this guy had with several original sin gods before his rebirth? If the two sides were to come into contact, wouldn't they immediately feel like they've known each other forever and sit down together to make dumplings?

Are you still thinking of seeking revenge against those two?

I'd be lucky if Huo Yuhao didn't kill me!

"As law enforcement officers themselves, of course I sent some of my subordinates to investigate."

The God of Destruction glanced at Tang San, feigning ignorance, and asked, "What's wrong, Sea God? You seem reluctant. Is there some secret you're afraid we'll discover?"

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext."

Tang San coldly replied, "God of Destruction, I believe I have been more than courteous to you, yet you have targeted me at every turn, a fact that I believe all the committee members present have witnessed."

"Under these circumstances, no one knows whether you might secretly instruct your subordinates to fabricate charges against me during the investigation, so I will absolutely not agree to this!"

The God of Destruction's face darkened, but he did not defend himself.

"So what do you plan to do? Don't tell me you're planning to have your people investigate the whole story. Like you said yourself, who knows if your accomplices will help clear your name during the investigation?"

"Of course not. Since we can't trust each other's people, let's find a middleman with enough power and prestige to handle this matter."

"Oh?"

The God of Destruction raised an eyebrow: "Who?"

Tang San smiled calmly and uttered a name.

"The God of Emotions, Melting Thoughts Like Ice."

After leaving the Sea God's mansion, Oscar and the other three coincidentally gathered again at Oscar's home.

"Little Ao"

Seemingly worried about Oscar's silence throughout, Dai Mubai asked hesitantly.

Are you alright?

"Boss Dai, Fatty, Zhu Qing."

Oscar closed the door, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the three of them, his voice filled with a frenzied hatred.

"Can you help me?"

"You want us to accompany you down to the mortal realm for revenge?"

"Yes, I will make the murderer who killed Rongrong pay the price!"

Oscar gritted his teeth, his expression contorting and ferocious at the thought that Ning Rongrong didn't even have a chance to be resurrected.

"The opponent was able to defeat a wisp of Xiao San's soul, so his strength should not be underestimated. I may not be able to defeat him by myself, so I would like to ask for your help."

"I know I shouldn't have involved you, but I can't think of anyone else who is willing and able to help me besides you."

He lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs, pleading humbly.

"I really don't know what to do, so please, please help me."

Hearing Oscar's voice, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a silent glance and scratched their heads in distress.

"Fatty, what are you thinking?"

Ma Hongjun smiled and said, "You're the boss, so you make the decisions."

"Then shall we accompany Xiao Ao on this trip?"

Seeing the decision made so hastily, Dai Mubai couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly, "I wonder what the food is like in prison, but with Xiao Ao around, we shouldn't have to worry about food."

"What? You've been eating Oscar's giant sausage for so many years, haven't you had enough?"

"screw you."

Seeing the two laughing and joking, deciding everything in just a few words, Oscar looked up in astonishment and saw Dai Mubai punch him in the chest.

"You brat, you've been in the God Realm for decades, yet you seem to be acting like a stranger."

"We Seven Devils have always been one, how can we stand idly by in something like this?"

"that is."

Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement: "Back when we were just Title Douluos, we destroyed the once-powerful Spirit Hall. Now that we've become gods, are we afraid of going to jail?"

"Thank you, thank you."

"Alright, we can thank you after we catch the culprit. After staying in the God Realm for so long, it's time to stretch our muscles."

Dai Mubai waved his hand, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light.

"This time, we'll show that murderer that we Shrek Seven Devils aren't so easy to kill!"

"woke up?"

A cold voice echoed in his ears, and Tang San's eyelids trembled before he finally slowly opened them.

As he regained consciousness, the pain of torn muscles and severed meridians rushed into his mind, causing him to clench his teeth instinctively.

The golden sun and silver moon hanging high in the sky have disappeared, replaced by a clear sky without a single cloud.

Have I come out of the Valley of Love and Destiny?

Using the little soul power he had left, Tang San released the Eight Spider Lances to support himself, only then noticing the white-haired boy beside him who was watching him with amusement.

For no apparent reason, his heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

"What do you want?"

Seeing Tang San's nervous appearance, Huo Yuhao chuckled, and in a flash, he appeared in front of him and grabbed him by the neck.

"If I wanted to take action, do you think you'd still have a chance to wake up?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment: "You're not going to kill me?"

"Of course, after all, your performance this time was outstanding and I learned a lot, so I look forward to you bringing me something even better next time."

At this point, Huo Yuhao paused for a moment, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"Besides, your mother gave everything she had to give me a chance to let you go. I can't go back on my word, right?"

Huo Yuhao casually released Tang San, took a step back, and chuckled as he looked at Tang San's resentful eyes.

"Run, run as far as you can, and pray that I never find you again."

"One day, you will regret everything you have done to me, to Dong'er, and to my mother."

Struggling to his feet, Tang San gave Huo Yuhao a deep look, his tone icy.

"Huo Yuhao, I will make you pay for the evil deeds you have committed!"

"Really? That's great."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly.

"I'm waiting for you to come and die."

Tang San said no more and was about to leave when he suddenly seemed to realize something and his whole body trembled.

"Where's my trident!?"