69novels Chapter 555 Dog bites dog
Chapter 555 Dog bites dog
Tang San was pinned to the cold floor of the makeshift cell by the priests who had always been so respectful to him, his cheek pressed against the rough tiles as he watched Xiao Wu curl up in pain not far away.
"Destruction!" Tang San struggled and roared, "Can't you even tolerate an unborn child?!"
Purple-black lightning exploded in the small cell, and the dazzling electric light brushed across Tang San's cheek. Amid the flying gravel, a bloody mark was scratched on the side of Tang San's face, and blood oozed from the charred wound.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I can't tolerate a child, then what is your daughter?" The God of Destruction sneered, "You tore the soul apart, one part tried to lock the child of the plane that was born, where did the other part go?"
The God of Destruction raised his hand and the projection of the God Realm Center unfolded in the cell, interweaving into an unchangeable truth. The picture clearly showed that Tang San tore Tang Xiaoqi's soul and sent her to the lower world, until he met the emperor beast incarnated as a human during the freshman assessment of Shrek Academy. One of the torn soul fragments suddenly fluctuated violently, trying to pollute the beast's destiny. At least from the perspective of the God of Destruction, that soul fragment was indeed a piece of dirty stuff.
"It's fake! It's all fake!" Xiao Wu covered her ears and shook her head frantically, "God of Destruction, why did you frame Third Brother like this?!"
She held her belly and staggered towards the projection, "Take it away! Take these dirty things away!"
Tang San raised his head with difficulty under the suppression of the priest, and a look of grief and anger suddenly appeared on his face: "Destruction, you knew that Xiao Wu was pregnant, and you showed these to a mother, don't you think it is insulting to the status of a God King?"
The thunder around the God of Destruction froze for a moment. Xiao Wu seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and cried hysterically: "You just want to kill my child! Just like you did to Xiao Qi!"
This is just complete nonsense! The God of Destruction has never seen such a shameless rabbit!
After what happened, his child did not beat Wang Dong to death directly, but kept her, taught her swordsmanship, and taught her soul guidance skills. Let's not talk about anything else, just take the swordsmanship, that is the swordsmanship taught by the first generation of Shura God, not the Shura Slash that a half-baked Shura God like Tang San uses for a flat attack!
To kill a Golden Dragon King one has to use the Three Realms Judgment Sword which has the combined power of the five great gods. What rubbish!
If it was the first generation of Asura God, he wouldn't be so bad that he was chased and beaten by the Golden Dragon King in front of all the gods, right?
Putting aside those skills that make a living, where did Wang Dong get her pure blood of the bright dragon race? Who repaired her soul? God damn it! He is the God of Destruction. It is said that everyone has his own specialty. He is not good at this, but he still did it!
Who reshaped Wang Dong's divine body and elevated her to godhood? Wasn't it him who destroyed her?
Tang San lowered his head, his face livid. He knew better than anyone that Wang Dong's current strength was indeed far beyond his original arrangements and calculations. The daughter who was supposed to be abandoned had now become the new god of the Destroyer faction.
"When you split Tang Xiaoqi's soul into two, you probably never thought that it was this incompleteness that allowed her to adapt to my divine power so quickly. Speaking of which, you should thank us. The dragon bloodline that you tried so hard to obtain, my child gave it to you just like that." The God of Destruction looked down at Tang San. This hypocrite would probably never understand why the chess pieces he had carefully arranged eventually jumped out of the chessboard and became hunters chasing him.
"Destruction, you are so despicable! I didn't expect you to threaten a mother with a child!" Tang San looked at Xiao Wu sadly, as if he was the victim. "Xiao Wu is pregnant now, why do you let her listen to these words?"
“I am despicable?” The God of Destruction pointed at himself. “You smuggled Huo Yuhao’s mother’s soul and used her to threaten the child. This shows how noble you are!”
Tang San sneered: "Destruction, you and I have different ideas, but why distort my good intentions? When I was observing the lower world, I found that Huo Yuhao was a talented child, and I wanted to train him to inherit the throne of the Sea God. Letting Mu Bai and the others to bring his mother was just to let the child..."
He really is still blaming the dead! The God of Destruction was almost laughing out of anger, "When you were observing the lower world, you found that a child with the first level of innate soul power had the potential to become a god, but you couldn't tell me that my child was trapped in the Douluo plane for more than 4,000 years?"
A sickly blush appeared on Xiao Wu’s pale face, and she retorted sharply, “Destruction, stop spitting bloody words here! Third Brother extradited Huo Yun’er’s soul, which was a compliment to Huo Yuhao! Third Brother originally planned to pass the Sea God throne to Huo Yuhao. It was a blessing for that kid to be chosen by Third Brother to inherit the Sea God throne! What’s wrong with taking his mother to the God Realm in advance?”
Tang San's expression froze instantly, he never expected Xiao Wu to say such words in such a hurry, isn't this equivalent to publicly admitting that he privately interfered with the lower world and even secretly decided the inheritance of the divine throne?
The God of Destruction laughed, but this time he was not laughing because he was angry. Instead, he was laughing because Xiao Wu's reckless behavior was so stupid.
But considering that this stupid rabbit was not the first time to set a trap for Tang San, everything made sense again.
Hearing the laughter of the God of Destruction and looking at Tang San's deathly pale expression, Xiao Wu realized that she had said something wrong. She staggered back, holding her stomach, and her abdomen began to twitch in pain. It was obvious that the fetus also sensed the danger.
The God of Destruction glanced coldly at Xiao Wu's bulging belly, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "He is really hard to kill, isn't he? If he is really born, what will his martial spirit be? Rabbit? Or weeds? Just like you."
"God of Destruction! Kill that bastard!" Ning Rongrong suddenly rushed to the fence from the next cell. The gorgeous clothes of the Nine-Colored Goddess had already been in disarray. She screamed hysterically, "They just want to use this bastard to make a fuss in exchange for the sympathy of the gods!"
Oscar hugged Ning Rongrong tightly from behind, his face full of fatigue and pain. He didn't say anything. They did so much for Tang San, but in return they got backstabbed by Tang San and Xiao Wu. Ning Rongrong's madness at this time was understandable.
Ma Hongjun stood in another cell. He looked through the bars at his companions with whom he had once shared life and death. In the end, he just sighed heavily.
“Back then at Jialing Pass, when Tang San’s heart was crushed by Bibi Dong, who risked their lives to save his body? It was the two guardians of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!” Ning Rongrong’s voice suddenly became unusually sharp, “And who used the resurrection divine light to revive him? It was me and Xiao Ao! But they are doing this to us now?!”
Xiao Wu's body was shaking violently. Tang San couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Rong Rong! Are you crazy?!"
The God of Destruction watched this farce coldly, "Want to see your daughter?"
Xiao Wu covered her ears and screamed hysterically: "Shut up! She is not Xiao Qi! Xiao Qi died a long time ago! Third brother said that her soul was polluted by evil spirits!"
This is ridiculous! Although Wang Dong and Tang Xiaoqi are indeed two completely different species, but... this rabbit is not necessarily in love, she just has no brains. The God of Destruction thought coldly, she believed everything Tang San said, and she could even cruelly deny her own daughter.
As expected, everything related to Tang San is abnormal, Rabbit is like this, and so is Huo Yuner!
The God of Destruction glanced coldly at everyone in the cell, thinking that it was meaningless to continue wasting time here. He turned to face the cell where Ma Hongjun was, and said in a calm but unquestionable voice: "Get ready. After completing the inheritance of the throne, you will be free."
Ma Hongjun seemed to be suddenly awakened from a long dream, and raised his head in a daze. The door of the cell had been opened by the priests, and two priests were standing at the door waiting for him to come out. He did not resist, nor did he say much, but just stood up silently and walked out of the cell obediently.
Oscar stood up suddenly in the next cell, holding the bars tightly with both hands. From the previous conversation, he already knew that once Ma Hongjun inherited the throne, he would be destroyed. He subconsciously wanted to rush out to stop him, but Ning Rongrong held him tightly from behind.
"Xiao Ao..." Ning Rongrong's voice was hoarse and tired. She shook her head, her eyes full of pain and helplessness. Oscar realized that they were also guilty now, and they couldn't even save themselves, so how could they save others?
Ma Hongjun paused slightly as he passed by their cell. He turned to look at the pair of partners who had fought side by side with him, and managed to pull out a familiar smirk, just like when he was in Shrek Academy. But this time, the smile was no longer as ostentatious as before, and only showed endless exhaustion and relief.
"Goodbye." Ma Hongjun said softly, and then followed the priest without looking back. His back gradually blurred in the corridor.
Oscar clutched the bars of the cell tightly. He looked at Ma Hongjun's receding back, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.
Since his separation from Bai Chenxiang, the once high-spirited Evil Fire Phoenix has lived like a walking corpse day after day. It was only to repay Tang San's kindness that he forced himself to continue to assume the throne of the Phoenix God like a puppet.
Ning Rongrong suddenly broke free from Oscar's arms, rushed to the cell door like crazy and started a new round of cursing at Tang San and Xiao Wu.
When Xiao Wu heard Ning Rongrong's curse, anger suddenly appeared on her pale face. She forced herself to stand up, her abdomen aching as her emotions surged violently, and she retorted sharply: "Ning Rongrong, you are the ungrateful and ungrateful wolf!" She stared at Ning Rongrong in the next cell, her eyes full of resentment, "Without the Qi Luo Tulip given to you by your third brother, your Seven Treasures Glazed Tower will never evolve into a Nine Treasures Glazed Tower in this life! With your talent, you will never be able to break through to Soul Douluo until you die!"
Ning Rongrong's face turned pale, her lips trembling as she tried to retort, but was blocked by Xiao Wu's rapid-fire accusations.
"And your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!" Xiao Wu sneered, "Without the hidden weapons given by Third Brother, your sect would have been annihilated by the Spirit Hall's siege! How could there be the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect today?"
She turned to Oscar, her eyes full of sarcasm, "Oscar, why do you think the God of Food likes you? If it weren't for the immortal grass that my third brother gave you to transform your physique and increase your soul power by eight levels at once, you, a food-type soul master, would never be able to break through to the Titled Douluo in your lifetime!"
Oscar clenched his fists and sneered, his peach blossom eyes that always smiled now only filled with sarcasm.
"Immortal grass? Xiao Wu, do you really think that I became a god only because of that eight-petaled immortal orchid?"
"I knew it when I was taking the God of Cookery Divine Exam," Oscar's voice was terrifyingly calm. "With my innate talent of full soul power, as long as I break through to the Titled Douluo realm, the God of Cookery will naturally bestow my inheritance. Tang San's immortal grass is just to save me a few years of hard work."
"That's right. Even without you, Xiao Ao would have been destined to become a god! And what about you?" Ning Rongrong's eyes swept across Xiao Wu's bulging belly, and then looked at Tang San who was imprisoned by chains, her voice filled with deep hatred, "You have fallen to this point now because you are greedy and want to control the entire God Realm! Tang San, you can even sacrifice your own daughter! You are no longer the Tang San and Xiao Wu who fought side by side with us!"
Xiao Wu subconsciously looked towards Tang San, only to find that her husband's eyes were terribly sinister, and he no longer looked elegant at all.
Oscar continued, "The former God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess were originally a couple of gods. Even without Tang San's immortal grass, as long as I obtain the God of Food's divine test, with the power brought by the divine test, I may be able to help Rongrong solve the problem of martial spirit defects."
"Tang San, don't you want to see your daughter?" After watching this dog-eat-dog farce, the God of Destruction repeated his question.
Tang San raised his head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said calmly: "Destruction, what else do you want to do?" But his voice could not hide the trace of guilt and panic.
Tang Wutong... No, now I should call you Wang Dong.
Tang San's mind uncontrollably emerged Wang Dong's stubborn appearance. He tore her soul apart with his own hands, destroyed her Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and even almost destroyed her Light Goddess Butterfly spirit. She should have been his most perfect chess piece, but now...
How much does she hate me now? No! Why does she hate me? He roared in his heart, I gave her life, I gave her talent! Without me, she wouldn't even have the chance to be born!
But just as this thought came to his mind, another even more disturbing realization came to his mind: the dragon blood and destructive power in Wang Dong's body had nothing to do with him.
Wang Dong's growth has long exceeded his control and expectations. She is no longer the little girl who can only rely on his plans, but a new god whose strength far exceeds that of the original Butterfly God.
The God of Destruction sneered meaningfully: "It doesn't matter, you will see her soon."
Tang San and Xiao Wu were both stunned, unable to comprehend the meaning of this sentence. Wang Dong was clearly still in the lower realm, what did the God of Destruction mean by this?
Suddenly, Tang San's pupils shrank. His half body! The clone that carried the power of Shura was in the lower world at this moment! If Wang Dong met him...