Chapter 211 Mingdu Explosion! Everyone is utterly disappointed in Hei Yuhao!
And at this moment.
[In the scene depicted on the celestial backdrop.]
Deep within Mingdu's core armory, the level-nine fixed-position soul-guided shells, powerful enough to tear space apart, emitted a suffocating aura.
[Black Huo Yuhao's gaze was icy as he moved through the deathly metallic space, his movements precise, mechanical, and without hesitation.]
[Black Huo Yuhao's fingers flew across the bomb's timer, the bright red numbers reflected in his double pupils.]
As the final lock-on clicked, he coldly raised his head and gave the order to evacuate to Wang Dong'er and Cai Tou.
"Six hundred seconds left. All personnel, activate maximum speed soul-guided thrusters. Do not look back. Evacuate along the predetermined route." Hei Huo Yuhao's voice echoed in the empty warehouse, carrying a chilling, inhuman quality.
The Tang Clan members swiftly rushed out of the armory, and under the cover of night, they transformed into streaks of light, fleeing frantically towards the outskirts of Mingdu.
The instant they stepped out of the Ming capital's outskirts, a blinding light, far exceeding the limits of human vision, erupted from a corner of the city.
[BOOM—!!!]
A chain of explosions occurred.
The detonation of the level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell created a massive pillar of fire that connected heaven and earth.
The terrifying shockwave materialized into a tangible ring of destruction, instantly leveling buildings within a radius of tens of miles.
The once bustling capital city had become a giant furnace, and countless civilians, still asleep, were instantly reduced to ashes before they could even utter a cry of despair.
[Due to the collapse of the soul power of dozens of high-level cannonballs, an extremely dense aura of deathly resentment arose in the sky above Mingdu.]
This soaring resentment turned the sky an eerie dark purple. Within these ruins, countless chilling black shadows emerged from the darkness—these were the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult.
They were greedily spreading their arms, frantically absorbing the unimaginably vast mass of wronged souls and death energy created by Shrek's "justice" operation.
And after witnessing this scene...
The discussions in the underworld reached their peak at this moment, a pure, unwavering fury.
"He's gone mad! He's completely gone mad!" A soul master from the underworld pointed at the sky, his voice hoarse with fear.
"To destroy the armory, he actually blew up half a city? How many civilians did that kill? Look at those evil spirit masters, their power is growing like crazy! Shrek Academy kept saying they wanted to eliminate evil spirit masters, but Huo Yuhao's battle directly created an invincible army for them!"
"This is completely inhuman," the people of the underworld cursed.
"Is this the so-called savior? How can this blood-stained demon be said to be doing this for the sake of Douluo Continent? His actions are ten thousand times more cruel than those of the Holy Spirit Cult!"
Meanwhile, inside Shrek Academy in the dark world, Hei Huo Yuhao stared at the ruthless, pre-programmed "himself" in the sky, and his body began to tremble violently. His face was even paler than before, a physiological reaction caused by extreme self-loathing.
"Is that me...? Why have I become like this?" Hei Huo Yuhao murmured to himself, looking at his hands as if they were stained with the blood and flesh of the common people of Mingdu.
Hei Wang Dong'er collapsed to the ground, staring at herself as she walked away without looking back in the aftershocks of the explosion. A chill ran down her spine. She couldn't accept that beneath the guise of "glory," tens of thousands of innocent lives had been buried.
In the realm of gods within the dark world.
Tang San stood in the center of the Sea God Temple, looking at the tragic scene of Mingdu's fall in the sky, a complex light flashing in his eyes.
This scene involuntarily reminded him of ten thousand years ago, when, for the sake of so-called "justice," he personally destroyed the Slaughter City established by the God of Slaughter, which led to countless killers and evil soul masters flooding into the continent.
"This guy... he's even more ruthless than I was back then," Tang San thought to himself.
Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of thing, he was still shocked to see Huo Yuhao physically wipe out half a city. So even he couldn't help but re-examine Huo Yuhao in this dark world.
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, stood up abruptly. She looked at Huo Yuhao, who was expressionless in the screen, her eyes filled with doubt and disgust.
"Third Brother, this Huo Yuhao... does he really deserve to be our son-in-law?" Xiao Wu's voice was unusually cold.
"Look what he's doing! He's massacring the city! If Wu Tong follows him, she'll be corrupted by his extreme personality sooner or later. This kind of person doesn't have the benevolence a strong person should have."
Tang San remained silent. He had originally wanted to offer some explanation, but faced with Mingdu's overwhelming resentment, all his arguments seemed pale and powerless.
[The aerial footage continues to play.]
The Tang Clan team stopped on a distant hilltop, gazing at the city engulfed in flames behind them.
Xiao Xiao collapsed to the ground, covering her face and weeping bitterly, her voice filled with broken pain: "What have we done... Yuhao, what have we done? That's a city, with so many ordinary people inside..."
Faced with his companion's breakdown, Hei Huo Yuhao simply sat quietly in his wheelchair, his double pupils reflecting the flames of Mingdu, without a trace of regret.
"Xiao Xiao, wipe away your tears. This is for the glory of Shrek Academy, and even more so for the future of the three kingdoms of Douluo Continent." Black Huo Yuhao's tone was calm, even carrying a saintly resolve.
"Without this explosion, our compatriots would be the ones dying on future battlefields. This sacrifice is necessary. If you can't understand this level of sacrifice, then you haven't truly grasped the spirit of Shrek."
Just then, Hei Xuanzi arrived on the hilltop with the other elders. Looking down at the deathly silent Mingdu, he showed no pity whatsoever, but instead let out a low, satisfied laugh.
"Good, well done!" Hei Xuanzi patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder, his eyes full of praise.
"Yuhao, you have not let me down. For the overall stability of the mainland, localized pain is a necessary price to pay. I do not regret my decision tonight, and neither should you. Tonight, you are the heroes who saved the mainland."
In the scene, the aged Xuanzi and the boy in the wheelchair gaze at each other in the firelight. The collective indifference to life caused by extreme brainwashing makes all the soul masters in the dark world feel an unprecedented despair and disgust.
(End of chapter)