Chapter 227 Asking Huo Yuhao to save his father? The God of Destruction laughed.
The black vortex at the bottom of Qiankun Wenqing Valley gradually subsided, replaced by a viscous texture capable of distorting time and space.
The disappearance of Hei Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er from the stone platform pushed the conflicts in the underworld to the brink of explosion.
And at this moment...
The Dark World, Shrek Academy.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was even more oppressive than in the Valley of Love and Destiny.
Wang Dong'er stared intently at Huo Yuhao beside her, her eyes red-rimmed and her body trembling slightly with extreme anger.
The scene in the sky where Huo Yuhao held back against Wang Qiu'er was like a sharp knife, completely severing the fragile trust in her heart.
"Huo Yuhao, look me in the eyes." Wang Dong'er's voice was hoarse, filled with barely suppressed questioning.
"In that so-called true adventure, you were willing to defy the will of the gods, willing to put both of us in dire straits, just to protect Wang Qiu'er. Now I just want to ask you one question: who do you truly love in your heart, me or her?"
Huo Yuhao opened his mouth, wanting to reach out and pull Wang Dong'er, but she suddenly shook him off.
Looking at Wang Dong'er's desperate expression, he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He couldn't defend his future self, because in those constantly flashing images, he did see his future self having an almost pathological attachment to Wang Qiu'er.
"Dong'er, I...I really don't know what to say." Huo Yuhao lowered his head, his voice extremely weak.
"What's playing on the screen is indeed my future. Wang Qiu'er has indeed done a lot for me, and I can't deny those feelings. But right now, I truly love you."
"I don't know how to say it?" Wang Dong'er smiled sadly, her eyes instantly turning extremely cold.
"That's tacit agreement. Huo Yuhao, I originally thought you were just burdened with heavy responsibilities and had a heavy heart. Now it seems that you are a complete scumbag. You greedily wanted to hold on to all the tenderness, but left me with all the pain. You really disgust me."
Wang Dong'er abruptly turned around and refused to look at him again.
Huo Yuhao stood rooted to the spot, his double pupils filled with bewilderment. The people of the underworld watched this scene with little sympathy, only deep contempt.
On the other side...
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
After a sharp feeling of weightlessness, Hei Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er slowly awoke.
They discovered that they hadn't returned to the valley floor, but had instead arrived in an incredibly realistic wasteland.
In the distance, a massive convoy was slowly making its way through the sandstorm; it was the army of the Star Luo Empire.
At the heart of the convoy, a massive, luxurious carriage exuded a chilling aura. Hei Huo Yuhao immediately recognized it as the carriage of Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Clan.
Meanwhile, from the shadows surrounding the wasteland, countless concealed auras were rapidly approaching. These were assassins and soul masters who had been lying in wait for some time. An assassination attempt was imminent.
The cold, mocking voice of Cupid echoed once more in the sky.
"Huo Yuhao, welcome to Deep Adventure. The rules here are simple."
"Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Clan is about to be assassinated. Your mission is to save his life amidst this encirclement."
"If you cannot save him, or if your hesitation leads to his death, not only will Duke Baihu die, but you and Wang Dong'er beside you will also be eliminated as losers. Now, the countdown begins."
[Huo Yuhao's expression turned extremely ugly in that instant.]
His hands gripped the armrests of the wheelchair tightly, his knuckles turning a ghastly white from the excessive force.
"Save him?" Hei Huo Yuhao's voice was broken by extreme anger. "He killed my mother. He's the mortal enemy I hate to the core, the one I swore I'd tear to pieces! And you actually want me to save him?"
The goddess of love in the sky offered no response; only the oppressive force of death continued to draw near. Hei Huo Yuhao stared at the White Tiger Duke in the distance, his eyes filled with a frantic struggle.
When the Soul Masters of the Underworld witnessed this scene, they all gasped in shock.
This extreme strain on their personalities sent a chill down their spines.
"This Cupid is too cruel. This isn't just testing feelings; it's forcing Huo Yuhao to castrate his hatred." A titled Douluo from the underworld shook his head repeatedly. "Making someone burdened with the hatred for their mother save their enemy, and if they don't, both they and their beloved will die. There's no right or wrong answer to this kind of choice."
"I even feel that this arrangement has an indescribable malice." Another Soul Master sighed, "Huo Yuhao is really pitiful. Although he has done a lot of bad things, at this moment, he is like a wild beast being played with in a cage. This kind of humiliation of having to protect his mortal enemy in order to survive will destroy a person's backbone."
A sense of sorrow permeated the public's discussions. They gradually realized that the so-called "divine opportunities" of the underworld were essentially a form of domestication built on a bloody foundation of personality rupture.
The dark world, the realm of gods.
The God of Destruction looked at Huo Yuhao's twisted and struggling face in the sky and couldn't help but let out an extremely mocking sneer. He turned his head, his gaze piercing the direction of the Sea God's Temple, his tone icy cold.
"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant." The God of Destruction twirled his scepter, purple lightning leaping within the hall. "Tang San, I was wondering why you went to so much trouble to create the Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Now I understand, you were clearly 'training a dog'."
The God of Destruction's eyes, flashing with lightning, were filled with all-knowing wisdom as he continued to speak to the void.
"You first used Wang Dong'er to create his emotional weakness, then used Wang Qiu'er to tear his heart apart, and now you're directly using his mother's revenge and his life as bargaining chips. You are forcing him to give up all his own will and forcing him to learn to bow down before divine authority."
"As long as he saves Duke White Tiger this time, his belief in revenge will crack, and his personality will completely collapse. At that time, he will no longer be a Soul Master with an independent will, but a domestic dog that will only obey your commands and be manipulated by you."
The voice of the God of Destruction carried a sense of physical disgust.
"You really like this Huo Yuhao, don't you? To tame him, you're even willing to use methods like crushing his dignity with your own hands. Tang San, what exactly do you want from him?"
Inside the Temple of Poseidon.
Tang San's expression was also very unpleasant.
As the content played on the screen continued to play, he felt the danger growing.
But Tang San couldn't stop anything, so he could only silently pray in his heart: "Please, future me, don't get involved in this myself."
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