Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 413 Angels and Rakshasa

Huo Yuhao stood there blankly, Lu Jingming's words echoing in his mind.

The confusion was replaced by a goal that was so difficult as to be almost impossible—to become stronger, to become a god, to storm the God Realm, and to take back his mother's soul from the Sea God Tang San.

An unprecedented determination began to gather in his eyes; deep within those silent, spiritual eyes, it seemed as if a storm was brewing.

Lu Jingming stopped looking at Huo Yuhao, whose heart was undergoing a dramatic transformation, and turned his gaze to Jing Yuan, who stood casually to the side. A relaxed smile played on his lips as he spoke:

'Senior, the Holy Grail War is over, and your contract with Bebe has ended. You are free. What are you going to do next?'

After the Battle of Mingdu, the Holy Grail War was considered over. Lu Jingming had not yet broken the contracts between Bebe and the other Servants, but now he had decided to release them from their bonds and set them free.

What they want to do next is their own business. These figures, which come from his memory, ultimately carry a special feeling for him.

As long as they don't become his enemies, he's happy to give them maximum autonomy.

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Jing Yuan's golden eyes, which always held a hint of a smile. He raised his hand to touch his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face, before letting out a carefree laugh:
"Free? Well, I am not the original self after all. Since I have this opportunity, experiencing the life of a 'sea patrol knight' in this other world is not a bad choice."

His role as the Divine Strategy General of the Immortal Ship was a responsibility, not a dream.

Now that he has been relieved of his burdens, he can experience the long-awaited, unrestrained, and adventurous life in a different way, which suits him perfectly.

"A sea patrol knight?"

Lu Jingming also laughed; he was also somewhat aware of his senior's dream.

"This universe is also vast and boundless, containing countless unknowns and wonders. I imagine that in the near future, I will surely hear of your illustrious name, 'Jing Yuan, the Sea Patrol Knight,' from beyond the stars."

"Well."

Jing Yuan smiled even more lazily, looking at Lu Jingming with a hint of teasing.

"Junior brother, that may be true, but the technological level of this world is still quite backward. If you want to truly travel freely in the starry sea, I'm afraid you'll have to work harder."

His gaze swept meaningfully over Jingliu, Liuying, and the others.

With a powerful figure like Jing Liu in charge, and the Black Tower possessing technology that surpasses its time, this world's level of civilization is likely to be forcibly elevated to a whole new level by this "junior brother." Entering the interstellar era in a short period of time is by no means a pipe dream.

Lu Jingming smiled but remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

At this moment, Jing Liu, who had been silent all along, turned his cool gaze to Jing Yuan and spoke softly, uttering only two simple words:

"Take care of yourself."

Jing Yuan toned down his joking demeanor and solemnly performed an ancient celestial boat salute towards Jing Liu:
"Teacher, please take care. Your disciple is leaving now."

After saying that, he nodded to Lu Jingming, Gu Yuena and the others, and without lingering, his figure transformed into a golden stream of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the horizon in an instant, extremely carefree, and began his new journey in this world as a "sea patrol knight".

As Jing Yuan departed, Lu Jingming could clearly sense that invisible contractual connections were quietly breaking and dissipating in the void.

Servants in various places, whether following their Masters or acting alone, all felt at this moment that the bondage originating from the Holy Grail had completely disappeared.

Jing Yuan transformed into golden light and vanished, waking Huo Yuhao.

He gazed in the direction where Jing Yuan had disappeared, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

With the help of a powerful fighter like Jing Yuan, the path to rescuing his mother would undoubtedly be much smoother.

But he quickly suppressed this regret. He knew that relying on others was not a long-term solution, and that true strength and hope could only come from within himself.

He took a deep breath, turned to Lu Jingming, his expression more serious and resolute than ever before, and said in a deep voice:

“Lu Jingming, whatever your purpose in telling me this, whether you want to use me or simply find it interesting... I want to thank you. Thank you for letting me know that my mother’s soul still exists, giving me a reason to live and to become stronger.”

He paused, then promised, "Perhaps you don't care at all, perhaps my repayment is insignificant to you, but I, Huo Yuhao, will remember this favor. If I can eventually save my mother, if I am still alive then... I will definitely repay this kindness today."

He had already disregarded life and death.

To snatch a soul from a god-king is almost an act of suicide.

The road ahead was destined to be full of thorns and the hope was slim, but he would never back down.

His mother was the first and only light in his dark life, and for this light, he was willing to burn everything, including his own life.

As for whether Lu Jingming was deceiving him, Huo Yuhao had already calmed down and thought it over after his initial excitement.

Given Lu Jingming's demonstrated strength and the unfathomable power under his command, if anyone truly wanted to harm him, he would already be a corpse by now.

Why weave a lie that is destined to be exposed by time or facts for someone who can be erased at any time? It's pointless.

Therefore, he chose to believe.

Leaving this solemn promise, Huo Yuhao no longer hesitated.

He looked at Xiao Wu, who had been silently protecting him, and they reached a consensus through their exchange of glances.

He must return to his original world, where his mother's soul is imprisoned in the realm of gods, and where the object of his revenge—the White Tiger Duke—is also located.

The death of Dai Huabin was far from enough to quell the hatred and pain that had been building up in his heart.

Without another word, the two transformed into streaks of light and sped off towards the possible location of a spacetime passage, their figures quickly disappearing into the horizon.

Watching Huo Yuhao's departing figure, Lu Jingming slowly withdrew his gaze, the meaningful smile on his face never fading.

"repay?"

He muttered to himself softly, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"That's interesting, but unfortunately, you never understand. From the moment you learned the truth and decided to embark on this path to save your mother, your fate was no longer in your own hands."

He saw things very clearly.

The only quick and effective way for Huo Yuhao to obtain enough power to rival the God King in a short period of time is to deeply explore and rely on the core of the Herrscher of Consciousness within his body.

The power of this core, seemingly incomparably strong, has in fact already been marked with his imprint.

As long as Huo Yuhao doesn't give up this power, he will never truly escape Lu Jingming's control.

"I have to say, Huo Yuhao, your luck is really not good."

Lu Jingming shook his head slightly, his tone carrying a hint of cruel pity.

In the original course of fate, Huo Yuhao was the 'Child of Destiny' carefully selected and guided step by step by the Sea God Tang San.

Now, having escaped Tang San's chessboard, they have unwittingly fallen into his trap once again.

His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, seeing Huo Yuhao's vanished figure. "But this is reality, the nakedest and fairest truth in the universe."

Lu Jingming's voice was calm and cold, explaining the laws of the world.

"The strong control the fate of the weak."

"Who told you... you're not strong enough yet?"

The soft words drifted in the wind.

Shortly after Huo Yuhao left, in the distant sky, two completely opposite yet equally vast divine powers erupted like dormant volcanoes, instantly stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a thousand miles.

A radiant, brilliant light, like the rising sun at dawn, carrying the righteous energy to purify all things and judge evil—that was the divine power of the angel goddess Qian Renxue.

The other path, cold and filthy, was like a crack in an abyss, filled with resentment, curses, and evil intentions to destroy everything—that was the divine power of the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong.

The two divine forces, like two ancient behemoths, collided fiercely in the air, unleashing a silent yet soul-shaking roar.

Space twisted and collapsed violently at the center of the collision, as if it could not withstand the clash between these two extreme opposing laws.

Lu Jingming didn't even need to look up; the incredibly clear opposing auras in his soul perception had already told him everything.

"In the end, a fight broke out."

His tone was calm, as if he had expected it all along.

"This mother and daughter... one as proud as the blazing sun, the other obsessed with the demonic path. Words are pale and powerless to them. Only power can make them truly face each other and settle this grudge that has spanned more than twenty years."

A faint smile played on his lips as he nodded slightly to Jing Liu, Gu Yuena, and the others beside him.

"Let's go see this...battle between good and evil."

As the light and shadow shifted, they appeared atop a solitary peak several miles from the battlefield, observing the battle from afar.

At the heart of the battlefield, the two deities had already pushed their divine power to its limit.

Qian Renxue floated in the air, her whole body enveloped in pure golden divine light.

She was dressed in magnificent and majestic angelic attire, with six enormous golden wings fully unfurled behind her, each feather radiating the brilliance of the sun's true fire.

He held the golden angelic sword in his hand, its blade burning with an inextinguishable holy flame.

Seven dazzling divine halos slowly rotated behind her head, radiating a vast divine power that inspired awe and compelled people to bow down in worship.

Her divine powers are the ultimate light, holiness, judgment, and the fire of the sun. Wherever she passes, evil repels, and the air is filled with warmth and purification.

On the other side, Bibi Dong was in a state of complete apocalypse.

The Rakshasa armor covered his body; the purplish-black armor seemed to be formed from countless vengeful spirits and curses, constantly twisting and writhing, exuding a nauseating evil aura.

A colossal Rakshasa image roared menacingly behind her, wielding a Rakshasa scythe identical to her own, its blade wreathed in filthy demonic thoughts powerful enough to corrupt divinity.

The halo behind her head was a deep purplish-black, and as it spun, it seemed as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing.

Her divine power is pure darkness, evil, curse and death. Her mere existence taints the surrounding space with an ominous dark purple, extinguishes the earth's life force, and causes plants to wither and decay instantly.

Angels and demons are mortal enemies.

If it weren't for the inextricable bond between mother and daughter, this fateful battle should have erupted the moment they became gods, instead of being delayed until now.

"Netherworld Rakshasa".

Bibi Dong launched the first attack, swinging her Rakshasa Demon Scythe. The purple light in the sky transformed into hundreds of twisted, serpentine, purplish-black scythe blades, sweeping across the sky and slaying Qian Renxue. Wherever they passed, even the light was swallowed up.

"Holy Flame - Judgment!"

Qian Renxue's cold voice rang out, and the Angelic Holy Sword pointed forward. Endless golden holy flames surged out like a tsunami, and the holy flames condensed into countless burning light swords, precisely meeting each Rakshasa scythe blade.

"Boom! Boom boom boom—!!"

Gold and purplish-black clashed and annihilated wildly in the air, holy flames purified evil, and the power of the Rakshasa eroded the light.

Each collision unleashed a blinding light and a deafening roar.

The shockwave generated by the collision spread outwards in layers like a solid ring, flattening the already ravaged land below, cleaving the mountain peaks in half, and turning boulders into dust.

"Calamity Curse Annihilation!"

Bibi Dong's eyes burned with even greater madness. She pointed her Rakshasa Demon Scythe at the earth, and the filthy Rakshasa divine power penetrated deep into the ground, stirring up the deepest resentment in the earth's veins.

In an instant, countless blood-red eyes formed from filthy blood and resentment opened from the ground, and dark red beams of light filled with curses and decay shot into the sky, weaving together into a huge net of death that enveloped Qian Renxue.

"Angelic Realm - Purifying Holy Light!"

Qian Renxue showed no weakness; her six wings suddenly vibrated, and a golden domain filled with a sacred aura rapidly unfolded around her.

Within the realm, hymns swirled, and golden rain of light fell. The holy light, imbued with the ultimate purifying power, collided with the death net of calamity and destruction, emitting a hissing sound as the evil curse melted away like ice and snow in the holy light.

"Rakshasa Demon Scythe - Soul Slayer!"

Bibi Dong's body merged with her Dharma form, and she moved with the scythe, transforming into a sharp, purple-black light that tore through space, the demonic scythe aimed directly at Qian Renxue's divine soul essence.

This strike contained the Rakshasa God's absolute control over the soul.

"Angelic Divine Skill: Sun Holy Sword!"

Qian Renxue raised the Angelic Holy Sword high above her head, as if drawing upon the core power of the sun above the nine heavens. The holy sword instantly expanded, transforming into a giant golden sword that spanned the heavens and the earth, carrying the will to burn mountains and boil seas and judge everything, and fiercely slashed at the purplish-black light.

"clang--!!!!!"

The clash of divine weapons produced a terrifying roar that shook the very soul and seemed to tear the entire world apart.

Centered on the point of impact, an energy sphere, a mixture of golden holy flames and purplish-black evil energy, rapidly expanded before exploding.

A huge gap was torn open in the sky, revealing the chaotic void behind it.

The earth shattered and sank like a fragile eggshell, forming a huge circular crater with a diameter of over ten kilometers beneath the two people. The crater walls were as smooth as a mirror, the result of being instantly vaporized by extreme energy.

The shockwave swept across an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers, the hurricane howled, and the clouds broke apart, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The divine power of the holy angels and the evil power of the Rakshasa are not only consuming each other's energy, but also vying for dominance over the laws of this world.

(End of this chapter)