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

Chapter 445 You will all perish in this flame (Part 2)

"So, what's your answer?"

After solemnly stating his demands, the God of Lust gazed at the silent Huo Yuhao and asked softly.

"At this point, do I really have any other choice?"

Huo Yuhao raised his arm, displaying the blazing golden-red flames on it, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"For someone whose body has long since turned to ashes, what could be more alluring than a more intense burning in the final moments of death?"

As he spoke, he extended his palm toward the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him.

"I know what you want. Now, please let me take your chips and step into this game once again."

The gods of original sin exchanged glances, then smiled and, with perfect coordination, lined up behind the god of lust, placing their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them.

Starting with the god of sloth at the very end, the light symbolizing the origin of original sin flowed forward like ripples along his arm, finally settling on the god of lust at the very front.

During this process, the original sin gods who lost their original power saw their auras rapidly decline at a visible rate, to the point that they were almost unable to maintain their god-level status.

So generous, and so crazy.

Finally, the God of Lust, enduring excruciating pain, raised his hand with great difficulty and bet this almost all-consuming gift on Huo Yuhao.

She took Huo Yuhao's hand and solemnly handed him that dappled light, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"The rest is up to you."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Huo Yuhao nodded.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain spread from my palm throughout my body.

It was as if his body was being crushed inch by inch, and his internal organs were being burned to nothingness. The extreme pain ruthlessly destroyed Huo Yuhao's spirit, causing him to open his mouth uncontrollably.

He tried to scream, but his vocal cords were destroyed first.

He tried to struggle, but his body was already convulsing and unresponsive.

Although the exterior still looks intact, the interior has begun to collapse uncontrollably.

Only the golden-red flame of life, at this moment, was like adding fuel to the fire, burning ever more fiercely from the inside out, as if it wanted to completely disintegrate his body.

Zhou Weiqing and the others, who were watching this scene from afar, were stunned.

They couldn't understand why Huo Yuhao would suddenly do something that could be considered suicidal at such a time.

Although his fate was sealed the moment he ignited the flame of life, he still possessed the ability to fight.

Forcibly absorbing and fusing the power of other gods, as is happening now, is truly pushing oneself to the brink of ruin.

This is something that even Tang San, who possesses two divine positions, could not do.

Even if Huo Yuhao hadn't already attained the position of the God of Emotions, absorbing the power of seven original sin gods at once would have inevitably led to his death.

They might not even need to lift a finger; this guy could just suffer a mental breakdown and die from extreme pain.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as they predicted.

No matter how much Huo Yuhao tried to mobilize his mental energy, he could not suppress the unbearable pain.

Faced with that almost unstoppable force, he felt his consciousness and even his body were like a piece of sugar falling into hot water, rapidly dissolving.

On the contrary, the excruciating pain did not lessen at all because of his weakness; instead, it became increasingly intense and clear as time went on, affecting every corner of his body.

Logically speaking, the nerves in his body should have been completely destroyed the moment the original sin entered his body, but the extreme pain seemed to be acting on his soul, and only by dying completely could he be freed.

Gradually, endless darkness and despair rose from below, engulfing his consciousness little by little, dragging him deeper and deeper into the abyss of darkness.

The overwhelming pain left Huo Yuhao in a daze, almost unable to think clearly.

Ultimately, it was a bit too much of a boast.

Just because you risk your life doesn't mean everything will go smoothly.

It's not that all difficulties will be easily solved just by acting impulsively.

In the end, it was just a meaningless struggle.

A bitter smile appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips. Just as he was about to close his eyes completely, the ice-attribute soul core in his chest suddenly erupted with extreme low temperature, causing his almost collapsing consciousness to shiver and making him much more awake.

Snow Emperor?

Just as he was feeling confused, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt his wrist being grabbed tightly. He opened his eyes in surprise and was met with the smug face of Tianmeng Bingcan.

"Brother's here."

"Brother Tianmeng"

Seeing Huo Yuhao's astonished expression, Tianmeng's lips curled up. Just as she was about to say something, she saw that the light and flames on Huo Yuhao's body seemed to be contagious, spreading from his arm to her own body.

"Holy crap! This hurts so much!?"

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm let out a strange cry, its entire body trembling uncontrollably: "Don't just stand there, come and help! I can't hold on much longer!"

"You're useless. You can't even handle this simple task."

As a disdainful voice rang out, the Ice Emperor, with her long, emerald-green hair, appeared beneath Huo Yuhao, seemingly supporting his plummeting consciousness.

Following them were Liya, Bajiao, and Xiaobai. One by one, they appeared and tacitly grabbed Huo Yuhao's limbs.

Ignoring the pain caused by the flames spreading throughout her body, the several spirits pulled her along, dragging her back from the brink of losing consciousness.

"It's not over yet, Huo Yuhao."

In a daze, Huo Yuhao heard Xue Di's cold voice.

"Everything you've done has not been meaningless."

"He might not be able to hold on."

Seeing that Huo Yuhao's body had stopped struggling and he seemed to have lost consciousness and fallen into a coma, the God of Arrogance spoke softly.

"Even with unimaginable willpower, making a first-level deity bear the power of seven of us at the same time is ultimately too much of a strain."

"Damn it, I miscalculated."

The God of Wrath cursed and instinctively stepped forward: "Before he completely collapses, quickly withdraw your power; there might still be hope."

But at that moment, the god of lust blocked his way.

"Wait a little longer"

"Wait a little longer!?"

The God of Wrath raised his hand in disbelief, pointing at the figure completely enveloped in the flames: "What are you waiting for? He's about to die!"

"Even if we withdraw our power now, he is destined to die, having already ignited the flame of life!"

The god of lust remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on him: "It's just a matter of sooner or later, what difference is there between the two?"

"Of course there's a difference!"

The god of wrath suddenly raised his voice a few decibels: "At least now, if we reclaim our power, we still have the ability to fight to the death!"

"No, we don't. Right now, we don't even have the qualifications to fight Tang San and the others."

The God of Lust retorted without hesitation: "If you want to drag Tang San down to hell, he has to survive first!"

"What if he doesn't make it through in the end?" the god of wrath asked rhetorically.

The God of Lust glanced at him sideways, then looked at Huo Yuhao expressionlessly, his eyes filled with indifference.

"That means we have no chance of defeating Tang San. In this situation, perhaps dying here would be a good ending, at least we wouldn't have to suffer revenge and torture."

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The God of Wrath was speechless. He stared blankly at the God of Lust for a long time, as if shocked by the cruelty contained in those eyes, and couldn't help but speak in a hoarse voice.

"You're a madman."

"Don't act like you're meeting me for the first time."

The god of lust spoke softly: "Weren't you always afraid of me?"

"Who would have thought you'd be this crazy?"

The God of Wrath rolled his eyes in annoyance, but then suddenly noticed that Huo Yuhao, who was bathed in the flames, had opened his eyes again at some point.

His pupils contracted involuntarily, and before the God of Wrath could even react, he saw Huo Yuhao actually stand up unsteadily.

Although he looked like he was at his last gasp, he stood up straight in this unusual way.

Soon, the others also noticed the shock on the God of Wrath's face, and one by one they subconsciously followed his gaze, and then, unsurprisingly, they all froze in place.

"This, how is this possible?"

The God of Pride stared at Huo Yuhao in disbelief: "He was clearly on the verge of death just now, how could he suddenly recover?"

The Goddess of Lust was equally puzzled, but soon she recalled the scene when Huo Yuhao ignited the Flame of Life during his last duel with the God of Destruction, and a sudden realization dawned on her.

"We seem to have forgotten something."

As if she had seen hope again, her eyes lit up and her voice became excited.

"His consciousness isn't just that of one person!"

"More than one consciousness?"

The God of Arrogance remained silent for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened: "You mean those divine beasts who ascended to the realm of gods with him?"

"Yes, they may not be able to help the God of Emotions fully absorb our power, but they can certainly share some of the pain in the process."

Even so, it can only slightly slow down the rate of mental breakdown.

Having understood what was happening inside Huo Yuhao's body, the God of Arrogance did not show any joy on his face: "It won't be long before his mind and body collapse."

The God of Lust remained noncommittal, but his eyes, which were fixed on Huo Yuhao, seemed to be shining, and even his tone was full of anticipation.

"But that's enough to support him in another gamble, isn't it?"

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The God of Pride said nothing more, but silently looked at Huo Yuhao and at the Life Sword that had appeared in his hand at some point.

Huo Yuhao raised the short blade slightly, aimed it at his chest, and then plunged it into his heart without hesitation.

The next instant, a surge of life force erupted, rapidly repairing his damaged body.

But soon, those newly restored bodies will be destroyed again by the raging source of original sin.

For a moment, his body seemed to be caught in an endless cycle of destruction and rebirth, repeating itself endlessly.

Perhaps this life energy cannot fully heal his body, but before the life force contained in the Sword of Life is completely exhausted, he will no longer need to worry about his body collapsing due to its inability to withstand the strain.

It was as if he was being held up by an invisible lifeline, clinging to his last breath.

Of course, if his mind reaches its limit and he completely collapses in pain, or if he is directly beheaded, he will die just the same.

During this cyclical process, the eight halos behind Huo Yuhao changed once again.

As if they had merged into one, the individual halos gradually melted under the burning flames, then quickly merged together, finally transforming into a solemn and majestic sun.

Strangely, although the light emitted by the sun was not dazzling, every time one looked at it, it gave one an eerie feeling of stinging eyes and unease, making one instinctively afraid to look directly at it.

Panting, Huo Yuhao raised his head and met the horrified or incredulous gazes of Zhou Weiqing and the others, coldly declaring.

"Time is of the essence, so let's quickly get back to what we were doing."

An unprecedented sense of impending death exploded within his skull. Ignoring his confusion about how Huo Yuhao was able to successfully withstand this power, Zhou Weiqing retreated rapidly, subconsciously looking in the direction of Tang San, only to find that the other party had already vanished.

"Are you looking for Tang San? He seems to have abandoned you and is using the central authority of the God Realm to restore his depleted power."

A calm greeting echoed in his ears, and before he could see Huo Yuhao do anything, he suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his throat.

"But don't worry, I'll go find him after I've dealt with you all."

Despite the almost gentle tone, Zhou Weiqing felt a chill run down his spine. He suppressed his fear and, without hesitation, ignited the flame of life within him, swinging the two large hammers in his hands like a dying man, aiming them at Huo Yuhao's head.

If it were before, he might have been able to put up a fight with Huo Yuhao after igniting the flame of life, but at this moment, facing Huo Yuhao who has forcibly absorbed the origins of the seven original sins, he has long lost the right to contend with him.

Huo Yuhao swiftly extended his hand and pointed a finger at his brow.

In an instant, the flame of life that had just ignited in Zhou Weiqing's body was extinguished so easily, vanishing without a trace.

Zhou Weiqing stared wide-eyed at Huo Yuhao's effortless demeanor, which seemed even more relaxed than that of the God of Destruction. He appeared to finally realize the immense gap between them, and his face was filled with fear.

"Please, please let me go."

Meeting Huo Yuhao's indifferent azure eyes, he swallowed hard, completely abandoning his dignity.

"I was merely following orders; I had no intention of being your enemy."

"Really? That's quite unfortunate. Your former colleague just asked me to make sure you were treated well."

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Didn't you just want to burn yourself? You could have just told me, and I would have helped you."

Seemingly unwilling to waste time on such an insignificant fellow, and without giving Zhou Weiqing another chance to speak, Huo Yuhao suddenly unleashed a torrent of sinful fire from his palm, instantly igniting Zhou Weiqing's body.

At first, Zhou Weiqing was somewhat confused, but as a pain similar to Huo Yuhao's, seemingly originating from the soul, surged into his heart, he could no longer utter a word.

"ah--!!!"

Accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, Zhou Weiqing's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets from the pain, and he struggled and thrashed about like a live fish being held in Huo Yuhao's hand.

Everyone stared in astonishment at this horrifying scene, a chill running down their spines.

Unlike the God of War and the God of Food who died decisively before, no one expected that even Zhou Weiqing, a first-level god, would be so vulnerable in front of Huo Yuhao, without even the ability to ignite the flame of life to fight back.

In particular, the blazing golden flames seemed to empathize with the pain. Just watching Zhou Weiqing's ugly behavior caused everyone to feel an uncontrollable sense of discomfort and repulsion.

Just as a wild beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood would instinctively fear fire, their body's instincts were frantically warning them in their minds, urging them to run away as far as possible.

However, before they could take any action, they saw Huo Yuhao discard Zhou Weiqing as if he were trash, and then turn to look at them.

In an instant, an invisible pressure enveloped everyone's hearts, freezing them in place.

"Let's attack together! At this point, only this way can we seize a sliver of hope!"

Having watched his two good brothers die tragically, Ma Hongjun was already enraged. Seeing that Huo Yuhao had no intention of letting them go, he immediately roared with a ferocious expression.

His words were mainly directed at the seven elemental gods who were hesitating whether to take action. After all, the Shrek Seven Devils were only second-level gods, and even if they all attacked together, they wouldn't be enough for Huo Yuhao to kill with one hand. If the elemental gods were unwilling to get involved in this matter, they would surely die.

Fortunately, the elemental gods understood that this was not the time to remain neutral. Since they had already sided with Tang San, they had no choice but to go all the way. If they remained indifferent at this point, they would not be welcomed regardless of which side won in the end.

After exchanging a brief glance, they mustered their strength and rushed towards Huo Yuhao along with Ma Hongjun.

This scene truly stunned Huo Yuhao. He hadn't expected the other party to be so considerate, saving him the trouble of killing them one by one.

Moved by the gesture, he raised his hand and slowly lowered it forward to reciprocate.

"Today, you will all perish in this flame."

As the words fell, golden light descended from the sky, like a curtain slowly falling as a stage curtain falls, gently descending upon each enemy and bringing them a tender demise.

Completely disregarding the truth of the Valley of Love and Destiny, Huo Yuhao coldly watched as everyone was burned to nothingness in the flames of sin, granting death to each and every one of them equally.

(End of this chapter)