Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Hua had just finished an important Heavenly Forging session and was about to have a meal with his employer—the Turbid World Crimson Dragon Douluo, one of the two Holy Dragons from Shrek Academy—to solidify their friendship.

Hearing his wife's terrified voice, and then hearing this unfamiliar and cold voice call him by his name, Yuan Hua's heart sank, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

Zhuoshi, who was standing nearby, immediately noticed Yuanhua's unusual behavior and asked, "Yuanshen Craftsman, what's wrong? What happened?"

Yuan Hua forced himself to calm down, forced a smile, and said to Zhuo Shi, "It's nothing serious, Zhuo boy. It's just an emergency at home. My wife is looking for me, so I have to go back right away."

He deliberately avoided any details that might alert the other party.

After hanging up the call, Yuan Hua's heart pounded like a drum. The other party had come straight to his doorstep, breaching his proud manor's defenses silently, and even instantly killing a Title Douluo guard... This meant that the other party's strength was unfathomable, far exceeding his imagination.

The fact that the other party didn't kill him immediately but instead let him go back indicates that they had a purpose.

The most likely purpose is to obtain the Heavenly Forging of Battle Armor or Mech! At least for now, the fact that the other party is using family members as bargaining chips indicates that his wife and children are temporarily safe.

Yuan Hua quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. If he were to seek help from the Chaotic World now, or gather other powerful individuals to return together, his safety would certainly increase significantly.

However, the other party's statement, "You can bring as many people as you want, as long as you can call them over," sounded more like a cold sarcasm and warning.

If I actually bring people back, it will be a complete breakdown in relations, and the other party might just kill me without hesitation, with no chance of my family escaping. Moreover, since the other party can infiltrate silently, they have the ability to destroy everything before I arrive with my people.

If the other party dares to let him go back, they must be absolutely confident that they can control the situation.

"We can't take the risk..." Yuan Hua made the decision instantly.

He suppressed the turmoil and worry in his heart, nodded to Zhuo Shi, and without revealing the truth to anyone, he rushed alone to his home in Tian Dou City as quickly as possible.

Time was of the essence; he only had one hour! He had to face this terrifying nemesis alone.

When Yuan Hua rushed back to the manor as fast as he could, the scene before him was so bizarre that it chilled him to the bone.

Inside the castle restaurant, the large dining table was laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes.

A young man dressed casually, with an unusually pale face, was slowly and deliberately eating with a knife and fork, chewing his food with great care. His movements could even be described as elegant.

If you ignore his wife, trembling with terror and clutching their two children tightly in the corner, and the silent corpses of guards and servants lying in pools of blood stretching from the doorway to the edge of the restaurant, the scene would almost look like a warm family dinner.

Yuan Hua's heart sank to the bottom. He suppressed the surging fear and anger, took a deep breath, and slowly walked into the restaurant, sitting down opposite Harosa.

Harosa seemed to only then notice him, slowly putting down her knife and fork, wiping her mouth with a napkin, and saying with a hint of flippant surprise, "Oh? Mr. Yuanhua, you're quite quick. Didn't you bring anyone? Your wife is so hospitable, arranging such a big table of delicious food, it's a pity you didn't invite more people to try it."

Hearing the seemingly casual tone of the conversation, Yuan Hua's heart pounded even faster. He tried to keep his voice steady: "Sir... how shall I address you?"

"Harosa," the man opposite uttered calmly.

These three words struck Yuan Hua's heart like a hammer blow! His eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, his face drained of color, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and horror—Harosa?!

That legendary, terrifying figure who attacked Shrek City three years ago? Wasn't he...shouldn't he have died in Shrek City?!

Harosa seemed to see through his thoughts, a cold smile playing on her lips: "You think I died in Shrek City?"

Yuan Hua's throat tightened, and he dared not answer this dangerous question. He was more concerned about the safety of his family and the other party's purpose. His voice was dry as he asked, "What brings you here, sir?"

Harosa didn't waste any more words and stated his purpose directly: he needed Yuan Hua to help him evolve his three-word battle armor into a true four-word battle armor!

Hearing that it was about forging battle armor, Yuan Hua's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. As long as they weren't there to wipe out his entire family, and as long as they still had something to ask for, his wife and children were safe for the time being. He immediately nodded, his tone even carrying a hint of urgency: "No problem! I can do it!"

"Very good." Harosa nodded, then calmly added, "However, I don't have any rare metals."

Yuan Hua's facial muscles stiffened abruptly. No materials? Trying to get something for nothing? But looking into the other person's calm yet unfathomable eyes, and at his terrified family members beside him, he could only swallow his bitterness and grit his teeth, saying, "I...I have them!"

"And another thing," Harosa stated as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, "I have no money. The cost of hiring a master craftsman must be astronomical, right?"

Yuan Hua's face turned extremely grim again, as if his heart was bleeding. Free! And he'd have to give up his treasured top-tier materials! But he dared not hesitate for a moment, answering almost immediately, "I'll forge it for free!"

Harosa then revealed a smile that could be described as "warm." However, this smile, combined with his bloodless face, appeared particularly horrifying in Yuan Hua's eyes. He picked up a napkin, slowly wiped his mouth, and said with a hint of "sincere" gratitude, "Very well, then thank you very much for Mr. Yuan Hua's generous 'sponsorship'."

That jinx!

He put down his napkin, his gaze shifting to the two children being tightly protected by the young woman. His tone remained calm, yet it sent a chill down Yuan Hua's spine: "I knew Mr. Yuan Hua was a kind and warm-hearted person. I couldn't just leave them unrewarded, could I? So, while waiting for you, I 'advance' a little 'opportunity' for your daughter and son."

Yuan Hua's face turned deathly pale instantly! He certainly understood what this so-called "opportunity" was—it was a shackle hanging over his family's heads, ready to take their lives at any moment!

It was a deadly tactic used by the other party to ensure he wouldn't dare to play any tricks! His knuckles, gripping the chair, turned white from the force. He was overwhelmed by immense humiliation and powerlessness, but he had no choice but to submit.

Harosa stood up and gently patted Yuan Hua's stiff shoulder, as if comforting a friend: "Let's go, let's forge the four-word battle armor. Let your wife take the children to rest, they look very tired."

His words carried an unquestionable command.

Afterwards, Yuan Hua could only force himself to stay awake and led Halosa to his top-of-the-line, heavily guarded private forging room deep within the manor. Halosa revealed the gray-black three-word battle armor covering his body—Son of the Underworld.

Yuan Hua, being a master craftsman, instinctively overcame his fear upon seeing the battle armor, and a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes: "What exquisite battle armor! The fusion of the materials and the soul-guiding array is simply perfect!"