Chapter 236 Wang Dong'er Commits Suicide! Tang San is Stunned!
And at this moment.
The water curtain mirror within the Valley of Love and Destiny mercilessly reflects the frequency with which Huo Yuhao's soul shatters.
The crimson fog churned around the stone platform, each passing second feeling like a noose tightening around the necks of the two girls.
Upon witnessing this scene, both Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er, who were in the sky, felt as if their hearts had shattered.
They felt extremely sorry for Huo Yuhao as he was constantly being beaten on screen.
On the other side...
The Dark World, Douluo Continent.
The entire continent fell into a deathly silence of tension.
Whether it was the imperial generals who once gritted their teeth at Huo Yuhao or the civilians struggling to survive in the ruins, they all stared intently at the sky.
"This is not a trial by the gods at all; it is the most despicable massacre of humanity."
A Soul Saint from the underworld stood atop the tower, his palms already soaked with cold sweat.
"He is forcing two of the purest souls to exchange for a broken body."
"If any of them really commits suicide, then the soul of the one who survives will also die completely at that moment."
"Look... they're starting to move. Are they really going to die for Huo Yuhao?" The crowd gasped in low voices.
In their view, Cupid and the "mysterious being" who always hides behind the glimmer of light completely regard mortals as clay figures that can be crushed at will.
This cruel act of manipulating emotions caused a violent upheaval in the already tense order of the underworld.
This also makes it difficult for them to believe in the gods of their underworld again.
On the other side...
The dark world, the realm of gods.
The air inside the Temple of Poseidon was almost bursting.
Tang San stood in the center of the hall, his face turning from deathly pale to ashen.
"No... Absolutely no accident at this time!" Tang San screamed frantically in his heart, his consciousness fluctuating to an extremely dangerous critical point.
He knew better than anyone that this so-called "life for life" was the highest level of stress test he had set out to conduct.
But he never expected that his future self would push this bloody game to a dead end in front of so many people.
If Wang Dong'er really committed suicide in the sky, even if he had a thousand excuses, he would not be able to lie to Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu, who was on one side, was now completely slumped on the armrest next to the altar.
Her once bright eyes were now bloodshot, and she was completely unaware that her lips were bleeding from being bitten.
She stared intently at Wang Dong'er, who was trembling in the light and shadow, unable to utter a sound; only extreme fear and despair spread in her eyes.
She was really nervous.
So at this moment, she had no mood to think about anything else, or even question Tang San.
She just kept repeating to herself, "No...!"
Inside the Temple of Destruction, however, the atmosphere was completely different.
The God of Destruction stood at the entrance of the hall, his purple eyes flashing with a cold and rational light.
The goddess of life was standing behind him, her hands gripping his sleeves, still trying to persuade him with her theory of "putting the big picture first".
"Destruction, calm down. Tang San, after all, did it for..."
"Look at that scene, life." The God of Destruction suddenly waved his hand, pointing at Wang Dong'er, who was being forced into a corner in the sky, his voice icy cold.
"This is the 'understandable father' you speak of. In order to achieve his so-called taming goal, he actually watched helplessly as his daughter was driven to the brink of suicide by Cupid."
The God of Destruction turned around and stared directly at the Goddess of Life's increasingly stiff face: "Tell me, can we really entrust the management of the divine realm and our future to someone who would use the safety of his own daughter as a bargaining chip?"
Is his 'compassion' merely a facade, a facade that exists only on his face?
The Goddess of Life looked at the sky, her lips moved a few times, but she found that she could no longer find any reason to exonerate Tang San.
Even if she wanted to defend Tang San, it was no use. There was nothing she could do; many of Tang San's actions were indeed too outrageous.
On the other side...
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
The oppressive pink divine power, like a tangible mountain, pressed down on the two girls on the stone platform, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Each cracking sound of Huo Yuhao's soul shattering within the water curtain felt like a piece of flesh being torn from Wang Dong'er's heart.
Wang Dong'er watched the boy constantly collapsing and reforming in the darkness, looking at his double pupils, which had become completely blurred from pain.
She knew that Cupid hadn't lied; the clock's deadline was fast approaching.
"Enough... Stop torturing him." Wang Dong'er's voice became unusually calm in that instant. The death wish that arose after extreme chaos gave her eyes a chilling clarity.
She slowly raised her head, staring directly at the crystal ball in the void, her voice echoing throughout the valley: "Since the rules require someone to disappear in exchange for his life, then that person is me."
"Dong'er! No!" Wang Qiu'er's golden dragon spear trembled violently. She tried to rush forward to stop it, but found her body forcibly fixed in place by a massive divine force.
"Now that you've made your choice, let's carry it out." Cupid's voice carried a triumphant lightness.
Wang Dong'er smiled bitterly, gazing intently at the unconscious boy reflected in the water, as if trying to etch his image into every fragment of her soul.
Then, she suddenly raised her right hand, and the golden Light Goddess Butterfly martial soul exploded in reverse in an instant.
Instead of choosing a slow, gradual suicide, she directly detonated her meridians and divine consciousness.
[boom--!]
A golden streak of light pierced through the mist surrounding the stone platform in an instant. Wang Dong'er's delicate body trembled violently, and blood flowed from her seven orifices, staining her blue outfit crimson.
Her life force vanished in an instant, like a falling meteor, rapidly fading into oblivion.
"Yuhao...live on..."
These were Wang Dong'er's last words. As her body slumped onto the stone platform, the once radiant phantom of the Goddess of Light gradually dissipated into fragments.
The image is frozen on Wang Dong'er's pale yet relieved face.
The entire dark world fell into absolute silence for a second, and then, an anger and sorrow powerful enough to tear the heavens apart erupted from the deepest part of every viewer's heart.
Inside the Sea God Temple in the God Realm, Tang San stared at the fallen figure, his mind going blank for a moment. He knew that he had completely lost all his options in this gamble called "Test".
(End of chapter)