Douluo's Contract God King Huo Yuhao

Chapter 156 The War of Gods Begins

The wind howled, and an unparalleled storm brewed in the gloomy weather. A strange rain of blood poured down, and at this moment, the golden ancient tree became the center of the world.

Inside the peaceful and tranquil ancient tree, Huo Yuhao stood up, giving Di Qiu'er encouraging looks with gentle eyes, and firmly extended his right hand.

Anxiety appeared on the woman's beautiful face, but it vanished the moment their eyes met. She clasped her hands together, and a resolute emotion appeared in her eyes.

Huo Yuhao held her hand tightly as they left the golden ancient tree. A blood-red aura surged and dissipated, accompanied by thunder, the roar of a god.

"Yuhao, I have never been so fortunate to have met you. I believe in you. You must come back alive. Don't leave me waiting alone for next year's wedding."

Di Qiu'er revealed a playful smile, suppressing her worries, and simply gazed at him, unwilling to forget.

"Don't worry, everything will be stable after today."

Huo Yuhao spoke calmly, then looked into the distance at the busy members of the Spirit Pagoda, "Fellow members of the Spirit Pagoda, today I and you will join forces to slay a god. Even if the God Realm descends, our Spirit Pagoda can still fight and win."

The members of the Spirit Pagoda all gently touched the pagoda emblem on their chests and responded solemnly, "We are willing to lend a helping hand to the Pagoda Master, and the Divine Realm is not necessarily invincible."

The sky above Douluo Continent began to be shrouded in red, and the aura of gods surrounded the entire continent. The map was in place, and the Demigod Realm of Death had descended.

In the desolate darkness, cracks appeared and broke open, from which a black dragon emerged and rapidly circled the continent.

Following closely behind was a figure wielding a staff, exuding an aura of decay, with countless bloody handprints on its eerie robe.

Broken skulls also appeared, their teleportation-like speed causing the bones to crack and splinter, various bone spikes appearing haphazardly, their forms deforming at will, and the aura of death expanding.

Finally, there was a middle-aged man covered in blood, exuding an aura of slaughter and bloodshed. He was missing his right arm and held a bone sword in his right hand, which resonated with the crimson aura. His face was contorted with a distorted expression.

"This plane is not far from its ascension. After devouring this world, the God Realm will be complete. Death God, we have a lot to thank you for."

The decaying figure stared at Death, holding a high opinion of the world, its expression showing surprise, clearly not expecting such an opportunity.

"He didn't want us to find out, so he secretly chose an agent, hoping to stay here and seek a chance for promotion. He never expected to lose to a mere brat from the lower realms. It's hilarious."

Amidst the rain of blood, a sinister crimson phantom uttered a mocking cry. It seemed to be at odds with the authority of the Grim Reaper, making no attempt to conceal its malice towards him.

"Hiss, why would the God-King of this world allow us to invade openly and honestly, and even help us block our connection with the God Realm?"

The skeleton emitted a cracking, bone-cracking sound and looked at the group with some confusion. It had just returned from another world and was still puzzled when it was summoned.

"Death made a deal. The other side's condition is to sever this world. In return, Death can ascend to the position of God-King. At that time, we must leave this place."

Upon hearing the explanation, the skeleton no longer had any doubts and looked around, trying to find the perfect place for advancement.

Death turned away slightly, avoiding their gazes. This world is far more complex than he thought; he hadn't wasted his years here.

"Alright, stop hesitating. Stir up the ripples and summon all the gods. Death has spoken. This time, let's make up for our shortcomings and no one should scheme against each other."

Several people simultaneously shattered the void, and numerous gods emerged from it, their figures radiating an aura far surpassing that of demigods.

As an immense aura enveloped the world, from the depths of a cave, faint sounds of surprise and astonishment echoed, causing a tremor beneath the earth.

Beneath the mountains, in a magnificent underground world, Ye Xishui's sharp voice was filled with confusion, "Huo Yuhao, what have you done? Why are there so many gods?"

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, a stunningly beautiful woman rose into the air from beneath the Lake of Life. "Damn human! He tricked us! We have no way out! He deserves to die!"

A silver spear appeared in his hand. The Silver Dragon King glared fiercely in Huo Yuhao's direction, forcibly suppressing his injuries with the Life Gold he wore on his chest.

From the depths of the rules, a soft sigh rang out, and seven-colored energy gathered to form a human shape, a one-to-one replica of Huo Yuhao's appearance, exuding the aura of a second-level god.

The power of the lightning tribulation surrounded Huo Yuhao's seven-colored weapon, its aura approaching that of a first-level god, and slowly transmitted to the world.

"So it's come to this after all? You really have no sentimentality at all. I was the one who nurtured you back then."

In a corner of the far north, the Titan Snow Demon King walked somewhat bewildered towards a snowfield. An elegant temple appeared out of thin air, with an indistinct phantom hovering above it.

The world began to turn, and Huo Yuhao's battle armor and blue-gold robe began to fluctuate. The rose-gold vertical eye between his brows opened, and a large white dog appeared in front of him.

A seven-colored spear appeared in his hand. Shenqie transformed into metal and added a suit of armor to the spear. A halo representing the undead appeared behind him, and his golden eyes looked into the distance.

"Boss, I have the power of a first-level god now. Leave that 'Death Comes' thing to me. It's been a long time since I've fought so freely. The last time was when Zhang Fangfang and Long Haochen were fighting against the demon army."

With a nostalgic expression, she looked on in a cute way. The Holy Demon Continent had been peaceful for too long, so peaceful that she had forgotten the great war of yesteryear.

Huo Yuhao turned his head and glanced at them. "This chaos started because of me. Don't fight with the first-level gods. Help me hold off those lesser gods. Leave the first-level gods to me."

"Once I begin my battle with Death, you will teleport to stop them. I have already given you the authority to teleport anywhere on the continent. Do not let them harm anyone."

Death drew closer, following the scent. Huo Yuhao gave one last instruction: the battle was about to begin, and the rest was up to Mengmengda.

Sensing Huo Yuhao's aura, the group headed towards Shrek Academy. However, on their journey, the black dragon was pinned to the ground by a silver spear.

"Since there's no way to avoid it, I, the Emperor, will fight you. You're so brazenly venturing into my territory; I think this is the end of your life."

The Silver Dragon King summoned back his silver spear with one hand and grabbed the black dragon's claw with the other, throwing it into the air. Then, he unleashed a flurry of blows with the seven-colored spear in hand.