Douluo: I, Tang Wulin, am really not a succubus
Chapter 257 Promotion, all in one throw!
Chapter 257 Promotion, go all out!
Douluo God Realm.
The once glorious holy land now looks like a crumbling and ruined dynasty. The fairyland-like charm of the past has long disappeared, replaced by devastation and decline.
The sky above the divine realm should have been clear and bright, but at this moment it was covered by a layer of dark clouds. The nearly broken barrier was as dense as a spider web, emitting a lifeless and dim light, as if it could collapse at any time.
The God’s Realm’s Central Hub, which once stood in the center of the God’s Realm, is now dim, and the magnificent building is covered with cracks. Broken crystals of divine power are embedded in the walls. The once glorious divine power has been exhausted.
The aura of the divine world was extremely chaotic, and the divine power surrounding it gradually became thinner, as if it had been carrying the weight of too many years and was unable to maintain its original operation.
A cold wind swept past, picking up a few broken divine patterns, which then dissipated into the air, as if lamenting that this divine world that was about to collapse no longer had its former glory.
A hysterical voice rang out in the core of the divine world.
“Hurry! This is our last chance!”
Tang San’s face was covered in cold sweat and his expression was ferocious, having lost the majesty of the former God King.
He staggered to his feet, his eyes as cold as ice, and scanned the gods around him. They were originally responsible for maintaining the operation of the divine world, and they were part of the common maintenance of order in the divine world.
But at this moment, under Tang San’s crazy oppression, no one dared to look him in the eye.
The power of the other four God Kings dissipated, and this place has become a one-man show by Tang San.
“What are you waiting for?!”
Tang San growled, his voice filled with endless resentment and threats.
His eyes were gloomy and cold, veins popped out on his forehead, his throne was already riddled with holes, his breath was disordered, but he was still roaring and ordering them, “Inject all your divine power into the center! This is our only chance!”
The gods present looked at each other, with hesitation and anger on their faces. For countless years, they had never thought that the order of the God Realm would collapse to this extent, and that Tang San, the Sea God who treated people with gentleness and kindness, would be so hysterical, like a mad prisoner, eager to take their power.
Especially some gods who were already dissatisfied with Tang San, a hint of resistance appeared in their eyes.
But Tang San’s eyes turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: “What are you still hesitating about! If you want to survive, the God Realm must hold on, and I must get your power to promote! If you don’t cooperate, when the God Realm collapses, the heir of the Dragon God will rush in, and no one will be able to escape!”
The God of Destruction finally couldn’t help but question aloud, his voice carrying a hint of unwillingness: “Tang San, we gave you the power just to let you do whatever you want!?! The God Realm is not your Tang family’s.”
Tang San sneered, a hint of viciousness flashed across his eyes, and he looked at his old rival and scolded: “It wasn’t before, but it is now!”
You should know that the center of the divine world has gathered all the current gods.
As soon as these words came out, shocked voices surged like waves.
Then came one extremely angry look after another, like steel knives stabbing into Tang San’s body.
But Tang San didn’t care at all.
Anyway, his plan was to slowly replace the other gods in the God Realm Committee with his daughter, son-in-law, and son and daughter-in-law, and turn the entire God Realm into his back garden.
The plan was realized and Tang San was too lazy to pretend.
The group of gods in front of him no longer had any choice. Either they gave their power to him and fought Tang Wulin, or they waited to be bitten to death by the Silver Dragon King.
The difference between becoming a slave and outright death.
Tang San believed that these gods who had lived for infinite time could still tell them apart.
“This is a test from the Divine Realm Committee, not a time for you to negotiate terms!
If you still want to keep everything you have, do what I say immediately!”
His voice hit like a hammer, and every word carried unquestionable oppression.
The gods around fell silent, and although they were unwilling, they had no way to retreat. They had no choice but to follow Tang San’s instructions, press their chests, slowly release their divine power, and inject the last bit of divine power into the center of the divine world.
Suddenly, the ethereal divine power turned into flowing light, pouring into the center like a trickle of water. Although the light was beautiful, it also had a chilling feeling of death.
Tang San looked at all this coldly, with a strange smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.
However, there was a trace of deep anxiety in his eyes. He knew that this was only a temporary relationship, but at the moment he had no choice.
As the divine power of one god after another poured in, the light of the center gradually brightened and the cracks began to heal slowly.
But every bit of divine power was like a sacrifice, bringing with it a tragic atmosphere. The entire divine world seemed to have fallen into an inescapable cycle of exhaustion, just like a dying person relying on a forcibly injected potion to prolong his last bit of life.
The seven gods of original sin.
Seven elemental gods.
……
The gods stepped forward one by one, stripped off their positions as gods and divine powers, and poured them into the core of the divine realm.
The last ones to come up were the Hercules Zhou Weiqing and the God of Emotions Rong Nianbing.
Zhou Weiqing was promoted by him, and Rong Nianbing is Tang San’s good friend.
But now, there was only strangeness in their eyes when they looked at Tang San.
Tang San was too lazy to pay attention to them.
As long as he could successfully defeat Tang Wulin and return to the God Realm, he would have absolute control, and what he lost now would be slowly taken back in the future!
Win them all!
A fanatical look flashed in Tang San’s eyes.
At this moment, the God Realm’s core was like an abyss that swallowed everything, emitting endless attraction. The influx of divine power turned into streams of light of different colors, converging in the center, stirring up a frightening energy fluctuation. The huge divine power was like a surging tide, constantly colliding and interweaving within the core. Every collision set off a dazzling halo, dyeing the entire sky of the God Realm with an ominous blood color.
These divine powers gathered into a dazzling pillar of light that shot up into the sky, penetrating the entire divine realm. Countless broken runes and gods were faintly reflected in the pillar of light, carrying the memories and power of each god.
Tang San stared at the scene coldly, recalling the power of the Dragon God that Tang Wulin had just displayed.
That’s another realm!
Since the Dragon God could reach that realm, why couldn’t he? !
Tang San spread out his palms, a ray of nine-colored light bloomed from his palms, and a faint dragon roar sounded.
Tang San felt as if his spiritual power at the peak of the Divine King Realm was about to be burned out.
call!
Definitely.
The nine-colored rays of light blooming in Tang San’s palm became more and more intense, carrying an earth-shattering aura, like the last dawn of the God Realm. In this twisted and broken space, six super artifacts responded to the call, emitting completely different auras, surrounding him.
Each artifact represents an ultimate power. A majestic pressure permeates the interweaving of lights, as if the fate of the entire divine world rests on these six rays of light.
A kind heart.
Scales of judgment.
Ancient tree of life.
Scepter of Destruction.
Shura sword.
And there is the Trident of Poseidon that he is most familiar with.
Six super artifacts surrounded Tang San, forming an unbreakable barrier. The six forces gathered together and slowly merged under his control, erupting into a fiery energy wave.
A huge force surged in his body, like a raging tide washing away his divine power and will, trying to lead him to an unpredictable realm.
He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with fanatical desire, nine-colored rays of light rising from his body, interweaving with the light of the six artifacts, forming a huge vortex that swallowed up all the divine power.
Tang San knew that success or failure depended on this one move.
He roared to the sky, injected all his divine power, and poured the power of the six artifacts into his soul. The divine power in his body erupted like a volcano, surging towards the untouchable limit!
(End of this chapter)